Why can't we all get along, cuz bae be trippin
BAE BE TRIPPIN
I had to call the kennel up cuz Be bitchin
OOOOH
Baby
Baby
Bae be trippin
This shit hard
Baby why can't we all, why can't we all get Along
If we could, then I wouldn't even be writing this Song
Im sick of this shit
She took her attitude out the laundry, staring At her like, get a load of This bitch
Where's my breakfast? She betta get ahold of Shrimp grits
Talkin wreck less?Wait till she get a load of This dick
Take her in the back, zip zip, class Dismissed
Have her face lookin flustered like She Recovered from a slipped disk
I made lil uzi vert your ring tone Because you Push me to the edge With All the stupid shit That's said
Double ended questions got you lookin like Feds
You the type that argue bout eatin Cookies in The bed
Always got a problem whit a nigga, Shit the F*ck up and have fun with A Nigga
Always bumpin ya gums at a nigga, Dmx voice What these bitches want From a nigga
You acting like a detective and it's Upsetting
Lean in kisses just to see who A nigga Texting
She said the way I'm talkin foul, how, Flagrantly
But I don't give a f*ck what a bitch Got to say To me
Why can't we all get along, cuz bae be trippin
BAE BE TRIPPIN
I had to call the kennel up cuz Be bitchin
OOOOH
She ain't even got a watch on, Tryna clock my Moves
CLOCK MY MOVES
So I went to the studio and sing the Bae be Blues
BAE BE BLUES
Why can't we all get along, cuz bae be trippin
BAE BE TRIPPIN
I had to call the kennel up cuz Be bitchin
OOOOH
She ain't even got a watch on, Tryna clock my Moves
CLOCK MY MOVES
So I went to the studio and sing the Bae be Blues
BAE BE BLUES
Baby Baby
Baby Baby
Baby Baby
Baby
To avoid her mouth I hit the couch, like let me camp out here
Treat you to an orioles game, baby its Cramped out here
Bae Be trippin like her shoes ain't tied, Pimpin like superfly
Ask her what she want to eat? That's Committing suicide
Get so annoyed when you can't make a choice
That's the shit that really grinds my gears Peter griffin voice
Im the type that be like ion want no beef whit You
Plug in the aux cord and blast Trey Songs cheat on you
Internationally known so don't play bitch
Meanwhile I got a Brazilian middle age Chick, that keep tryna buy me K Swiss
And you over here complaining bout some shit That's not ya business
Head cocked to the side like you a, pro violinist
Do not disturb button leave her ass callin all Day
At times She start to act like a pretzel I call her salt bae
And she don't not have one problem with that shit either
With women I don't ray rice em I hit the refer
Instead of bliss you start shit, proly think that's so exciting
It's bitches like you that make drake write all Them raps he be writing
Dating you's like Texas Roadhouse and a vegan, Issa miss steak
Hashtag reasons why I call this shit the bitch Taaaape
Why can't we all get along, cuz bae be trippin
BAE BE TRIPPIN
I had to call the kennel up cuz Be bitchin
OOOOH
She ain't even got a watch on,Tryna clock my Moves
CLOCK MY MOVES
So I went to the studio to sing the Bae be Blues
BAE BE BLUES
Why can't we all get along, cuz bae be trippin
BAE BE TRIPPIN
I had to call the kennel up cuz Be bitchin
OOOOH
She ain't even got a watch on, tryna clock my moves
CLOCK MY MOVES
So I went to the studio to sing the Bae be Blues
BAE BE BLUES
Why can't we all get along
I had to call the kennel up
She ain't even got a watch on
So I went to the studio
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Why can't we all get along, cuz bae be trippin
BAE BE TRIPPIN
I had to call the kennel up cuz Be bitchin
OOOOH
Baby
Baby
Bae be trippin
This shit hard
Baby why can't we all, why can't we all get Along
If we could, then I wouldn't even be writing this Song
Im sick of this shit
She took her attitude out the laundry, staring At her like, get a load of This bitch
Where's my breakfast? She betta get ahold of Shrimp grits
Talkin wreck less?Wait till she get a load of This dick
Take her in the back, zip zip, class Dismissed
Have her face lookin flustered like She Recovered from a slipped disk
I made lil uzi vert your ring tone Because you Push me to the edge With All the stupid shit That's said
Double ended questions got you lookin like Feds
You the type that argue bout eatin Cookies in The bed
Always got a problem whit a nigga, Shit the F*ck up and have fun with A Nigga
Always bumpin ya gums at a nigga, Dmx voice What these bitches want From a nigga
You acting like a detective and it's Upsetting
Lean in kisses just to see who A nigga Texting
She said the way I'm talkin foul, how, Flagrantly
But I don't give a f*ck what a bitch Got to say To me
Why can't we all get along, cuz bae be trippin
BAE BE TRIPPIN
I had to call the kennel up cuz Be bitchin
OOOOH
She ain't even got a watch on, Tryna clock my Moves
CLOCK MY MOVES
So I went to the studio and sing the Bae be Blues
BAE BE BLUES
Why can't we all get along, cuz bae be trippin
BAE BE TRIPPIN
I had to call the kennel up cuz Be bitchin
OOOOH
She ain't even got a watch on, Tryna clock my Moves
CLOCK MY MOVES
So I went to the studio and sing the Bae be Blues
BAE BE BLUES
Baby Baby
Baby Baby
Baby Baby
Baby
To avoid her mouth I hit the couch, like let me camp out here
Treat you to an orioles game, baby its Cramped out here
Bae Be trippin like her shoes ain't tied, Pimpin like superfly
Ask her what she want to eat? That's Committing suicide
Get so annoyed when you can't make a choice
That's the shit that really grinds my gears Peter griffin voice
Im the type that be like ion want no beef whit You
Plug in the aux cord and blast Trey Songs cheat on you
Internationally known so don't play bitch
Meanwhile I got a Brazilian middle age Chick, that keep tryna buy me K Swiss
And you over here complaining bout some shit That's not ya business
Head cocked to the side like you a, pro violinist
Do not disturb button leave her ass callin all Day
At times She start to act like a pretzel I call her salt bae
And she don't not have one problem with that shit either
With women I don't ray rice em I hit the refer
Instead of bliss you start shit, proly think that's so exciting
It's bitches like you that make drake write all Them raps he be writing
Dating you's like Texas Roadhouse and a vegan, Issa miss steak
Hashtag reasons why I call this shit the bitch Taaaape
Why can't we all get along, cuz bae be trippin
BAE BE TRIPPIN
I had to call the kennel up cuz Be bitchin
OOOOH
She ain't even got a watch on,Tryna clock my Moves
CLOCK MY MOVES
So I went to the studio to sing the Bae be Blues
BAE BE BLUES
Why can't we all get along, cuz bae be trippin
BAE BE TRIPPIN
I had to call the kennel up cuz Be bitchin
OOOOH
She ain't even got a watch on, tryna clock my moves
CLOCK MY MOVES
So I went to the studio to sing the Bae be Blues
BAE BE BLUES
Why can't we all get along
I had to call the kennel up
She ain't even got a watch on
So I went to the studio
BAE BE TRIPPIN
I had to call the kennel up cuz Be bitchin
OOOOH
Baby
Baby
Bae be trippin
This shit hard
Baby why can't we all, why can't we all get Along
If we could, then I wouldn't even be writing this Song
Im sick of this shit
She took her attitude out the laundry, staring At her like, get a load of This bitch
Where's my breakfast? She betta get ahold of Shrimp grits
Talkin wreck less?Wait till she get a load of This dick
Take her in the back, zip zip, class Dismissed
Have her face lookin flustered like She Recovered from a slipped disk
I made lil uzi vert your ring tone Because you Push me to the edge With All the stupid shit That's said
Double ended questions got you lookin like Feds
You the type that argue bout eatin Cookies in The bed
Always got a problem whit a nigga, Shit the F*ck up and have fun with A Nigga
Always bumpin ya gums at a nigga, Dmx voice What these bitches want From a nigga
You acting like a detective and it's Upsetting
Lean in kisses just to see who A nigga Texting
She said the way I'm talkin foul, how, Flagrantly
But I don't give a f*ck what a bitch Got to say To me
Why can't we all get along, cuz bae be trippin
BAE BE TRIPPIN
I had to call the kennel up cuz Be bitchin
OOOOH
She ain't even got a watch on, Tryna clock my Moves
CLOCK MY MOVES
So I went to the studio and sing the Bae be Blues
BAE BE BLUES
Why can't we all get along, cuz bae be trippin
BAE BE TRIPPIN
I had to call the kennel up cuz Be bitchin
OOOOH
She ain't even got a watch on, Tryna clock my Moves
CLOCK MY MOVES
So I went to the studio and sing the Bae be Blues
BAE BE BLUES
Baby Baby
Baby Baby
Baby Baby
Baby
To avoid her mouth I hit the couch, like let me camp out here
Treat you to an orioles game, baby its Cramped out here
Bae Be trippin like her shoes ain't tied, Pimpin like superfly
Ask her what she want to eat? That's Committing suicide
Get so annoyed when you can't make a choice
That's the shit that really grinds my gears Peter griffin voice
Im the type that be like ion want no beef whit You
Plug in the aux cord and blast Trey Songs cheat on you
Internationally known so don't play bitch
Meanwhile I got a Brazilian middle age Chick, that keep tryna buy me K Swiss
And you over here complaining bout some shit That's not ya business
Head cocked to the side like you a, pro violinist
Do not disturb button leave her ass callin all Day
At times She start to act like a pretzel I call her salt bae
And she don't not have one problem with that shit either
With women I don't ray rice em I hit the refer
Instead of bliss you start shit, proly think that's so exciting
It's bitches like you that make drake write all Them raps he be writing
Dating you's like Texas Roadhouse and a vegan, Issa miss steak
Hashtag reasons why I call this shit the bitch Taaaape
Why can't we all get along, cuz bae be trippin
BAE BE TRIPPIN
I had to call the kennel up cuz Be bitchin
OOOOH
She ain't even got a watch on,Tryna clock my Moves
CLOCK MY MOVES
So I went to the studio to sing the Bae be Blues
BAE BE BLUES
Why can't we all get along, cuz bae be trippin
BAE BE TRIPPIN
I had to call the kennel up cuz Be bitchin
OOOOH
She ain't even got a watch on, tryna clock my moves
CLOCK MY MOVES
So I went to the studio to sing the Bae be Blues
BAE BE BLUES
Why can't we all get along
I had to call the kennel up
She ain't even got a watch on
So I went to the studio
Writer: Nicolas Pullen
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid