Tkay - Baseline Lyrics

Cop a new Wraith I feel like racin'
We gone get em back stay down stay patient
Homie got hit I hope he make it
You ain't really shootin' your heart ain't racin'

Tech nine on me I'm a fiend for the streets
Not one missed call I was serving the fiends
Homie touched down stay around for the key
Right back to the streets if the money don't meet

She gone go down on whoever I want her
I set him up got him right where I want him
As soon as I call up the plug ima finish a eight
I sip mud cause I know that he coming

She gone say no but I know that she want it
After her sister I know she get on it
I never check the receipt, so don't ask for the price, it don't matter just know that I bought it

Walk up in the store I don't gotta pay they sponsor me
N***** ain't on no gunplay n***** run away from the beef
Only seventeen with a court date n**** still stay in the street
I'll let him spare his life but he better run away with the heat

Cop a new Wraith I feel like racin'
We gone get em back stay down stay patient
Homie got hit I hope he make it
You ain't really shootin' your heart ain't racin'

Tech nine on me I'm a fiend for the streets
Not one missed call I was serving the fiends
Homie touched down stay around for the key
Right back to the streets if the money don't meet

I want 'em to see this
I run it up on the weekend
I feel like I'm dreaming
Get in that pussy go deep in
Don't ask for the reason
That boy had it coming to him
They don't gotta ask where I been
How much did I pay for the Benz

You know that the Benz got a tint
Professor ask me where I been
I don't gotta drive cause I land
I'm copping the drop it's a lamb

Slide on that boy Peter Pan
Mama don't know where he at
I went from a five to a ten
The dope in the walls in the trap

Cop a new Wraith I feel like racin'
We gone get em back stay down stay patient
Homie got hit I hope he make it
You ain't really shootin' your heart ain't racin'

Tech nine on me I'm a fiend for the streets
Not one missed call I was serving the fiends
Homie touched down stay around for the key
Right back to the streets if the money don't meet

I want 'em to see this
I run it up on the weekend
I feel like I'm dreaming
Get in that pussy go deep in
Don't ask for the reason
That boy had it coming to him
They don't gotta ask where I been
How much did I pay for the Benz