Hundred men's on it
Already know that we southside
Ice on my neck
Need a baguette
Count up the racks
No need no cap
No need no stress
Ain't got no stress
Lately I flex
Flex on my ex
Chasing them bags
We chase em all
Diamonds go bling
Shine like a star
The bando be lit
We light another one
Smoking on bleezy
We Sipping on Malibu
Ice on my neck
Need a baguette
Count up the racks
No need no cap
No need no stress
Ain't got no stress
Lately I flex
Flex on my ex
Chasing them bags
We chase em all
Diamonds go bling
Shine like a star
The bando be lit
We light another one
Smoking on bleezy
We Sipping on Malibu
Went to uk
Hole lotta bitches
Got a new job
Bought a new beat
I'm in the studio
Wipping the hits
Call me Rich
When you see me in the streets
Out here in the streets oh mah nigga issa gungle
I keep 2 dicks for a hater like rambo
I keep it low
I keep it low for a nigga no lambo
They tryna put a price on my head hit the gas and fast
Running for the first place nigga
Ain't no running for taking no last
Ain't no more thinking about the mistakes that we did in the past
Ohhh no no
Ice on my neck
Need a baguette
Count up the racks
No need no cap
No need no stress
Ain't got no stress
Lately I flex
Flex on my ex
Chasing them bags
We chase em all
Diamonds go bling
Shine like a star
The bando be lit
We light another one
Smoking on bleezy
We Sipping on Malibu
Ice on my neck
Need a baguette
Count up the racks
No need no cap
No need no stress
Ain't got no stress
Lately I flex
Flex on my ex
Chasing them bags
We chase em all
Diamonds go bling
Shine like a star
The bando be lit
We light another one
Smoking on bleezy
We Sipping on Malibu
(Already know that we southside
Intersound in your eardrum
Young Richmond - Baguettes Lyrics
Young Richmond - Baguettes Lyrics
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Hundred men's on it
Already know that we southside
Ice on my neck
Need a baguette
Count up the racks
No need no cap
No need no stress
Ain't got no stress
Lately I flex
Flex on my ex
Chasing them bags
We chase em all
Diamonds go bling
Shine like a star
The bando be lit
We light another one
Smoking on bleezy
We Sipping on Malibu
Ice on my neck
Need a baguette
Count up the racks
No need no cap
No need no stress
Ain't got no stress
Lately I flex
Flex on my ex
Chasing them bags
We chase em all
Diamonds go bling
Shine like a star
The bando be lit
We light another one
Smoking on bleezy
We Sipping on Malibu
Went to uk
Hole lotta bitches
Got a new job
Bought a new beat
I'm in the studio
Wipping the hits
Call me Rich
When you see me in the streets
Out here in the streets oh mah nigga issa gungle
I keep 2 dicks for a hater like rambo
I keep it low
I keep it low for a nigga no lambo
They tryna put a price on my head hit the gas and fast
Running for the first place nigga
Ain't no running for taking no last
Ain't no more thinking about the mistakes that we did in the past
Ohhh no no
Ice on my neck
Need a baguette
Count up the racks
No need no cap
No need no stress
Ain't got no stress
Lately I flex
Flex on my ex
Chasing them bags
We chase em all
Diamonds go bling
Shine like a star
The bando be lit
We light another one
Smoking on bleezy
We Sipping on Malibu
Ice on my neck
Need a baguette
Count up the racks
No need no cap
No need no stress
Ain't got no stress
Lately I flex
Flex on my ex
Chasing them bags
We chase em all
Diamonds go bling
Shine like a star
The bando be lit
We light another one
Smoking on bleezy
We Sipping on Malibu
(Already know that we southside
Intersound in your eardrum
Already know that we southside
Ice on my neck
Need a baguette
Count up the racks
No need no cap
No need no stress
Ain't got no stress
Lately I flex
Flex on my ex
Chasing them bags
We chase em all
Diamonds go bling
Shine like a star
The bando be lit
We light another one
Smoking on bleezy
We Sipping on Malibu
Ice on my neck
Need a baguette
Count up the racks
No need no cap
No need no stress
Ain't got no stress
Lately I flex
Flex on my ex
Chasing them bags
We chase em all
Diamonds go bling
Shine like a star
The bando be lit
We light another one
Smoking on bleezy
We Sipping on Malibu
Went to uk
Hole lotta bitches
Got a new job
Bought a new beat
I'm in the studio
Wipping the hits
Call me Rich
When you see me in the streets
Out here in the streets oh mah nigga issa gungle
I keep 2 dicks for a hater like rambo
I keep it low
I keep it low for a nigga no lambo
They tryna put a price on my head hit the gas and fast
Running for the first place nigga
Ain't no running for taking no last
Ain't no more thinking about the mistakes that we did in the past
Ohhh no no
Ice on my neck
Need a baguette
Count up the racks
No need no cap
No need no stress
Ain't got no stress
Lately I flex
Flex on my ex
Chasing them bags
We chase em all
Diamonds go bling
Shine like a star
The bando be lit
We light another one
Smoking on bleezy
We Sipping on Malibu
Ice on my neck
Need a baguette
Count up the racks
No need no cap
No need no stress
Ain't got no stress
Lately I flex
Flex on my ex
Chasing them bags
We chase em all
Diamonds go bling
Shine like a star
The bando be lit
We light another one
Smoking on bleezy
We Sipping on Malibu
(Already know that we southside
Intersound in your eardrum
Writer: Emmanuel Ayeni
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