Yeah, yeah, she call my phone (what?)
Ask me what I'm on (yeah)
Baby, is you home
I'm in the area
Like tell me where he going (what?)
He ain't scaring none
You know why you text my phone, yeah
Tell me if you home
Like, Baby are you home (ay)
Baby are you home (yuh)
Baby are you home, yeah
Baby are you home (huh?)
Baby are you home (what?)
Baby are you home (yuh)
Baby are you home, yeah
Baby are you home
Like, counting all my dough with my eyes closed (huh)
I don't trust a hoe, but I trust my hoe
Like, money in my pants, sticking out my thigh bro
Yeah it's Lil Uzi, like hit that eye roll (that eye roll)
I don't got no money, that's a lie oh
Kinda got messy, got rid of my side hoe (yeah)
I don't wanna fuck you if you a dry hoe (what?)
Up in Mexico with the plug, eating Pico de Gallo (yeah)
You a rockstar, now them pills, try those (ay)
Traded in my chocolate, now I got a bright hoe (uh)
Man I got my head right (yeah, yeah)
Man I got my bread right (yeah, yeah)
Livin' my life just so right (yeah)
You can see my diamonds at night
Girl you know I'm higher than a satellite (satellite)
Can I come over, or are you the playin' type?
Yeah, yeah, she call my phone (what?)
Ask me what I'm on (yeah)
Baby, is you home
I'm in the area
Like tell me where he going (what?)
He ain't scaring none
You know why you text my phone, yeah
Tell me if you home
Like, Baby are you home (ay)
Baby are you home (yuh)
Baby are you home, yeah
Baby are you home (huh?)
Baby are you home (what?)
Baby are you home (yuh)
Baby are you home, yeah
Baby are you home
Yes, but boy you do not know me (yuh)
Boy you ain't my homie
Ballin' like I'm Kobe
Now, I'm ballin' like Ginobili
Like, boy your style so oldie (what?)
Balding like Ginobili (what?)
Pull up in that Porsche
Brittany in the Lotus (skrr)
I get money, yeah (yeah)
And I put that on my oldest (huh)
I ain't got no kids, so I put that on my Rollie
They say that he real, so that nigga got to show me
And that nigga homies, really ain’t his homies (ay)
I got red homies, I got blue homies (yuh)
Yeah, I got the gun, and it shoot homies
Yeah, I got them crash dummies, they my new homies
Girl, I made you famous, ain’t no need to thank me
Like yeah I put you first you’re my lady, yeah
Um, skrt in the water with my baby, yeah
Yeah, yeah, she call my phone (what?)
Ask me what I'm on (yeah)
Baby, is you home
I'm in the area
Like tell me where he going (what?)
He ain't scaring none
You know why you text my phone, yeah
Tell me if you home
Like, Baby are you home (ay)
Baby are you home (yuh)
Baby are you home, yeah
Baby are you home (huh?)
Baby are you home (what?)
Baby are you home (yuh)
Baby are you home, yeah
Baby are you home
Tell me what he on
He ain't scared of none
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
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