Yeah
Baby Beretta
Baby Beretta
Yeah
How long we gon' do this shit
Forever
Wonder how we gon' get through this shit
Maybe together
Baby girl, why you so ruthless
Don't even matter the weather
Aim at my heart and you shoot the shit
Baby Beretta
Say I'ma go getter no matter the weather
You know I'ma stepper, ay
Girl get out your head, no you ain't no Coretta, I can't ever settle, ay
You stay on my line cause you not on my mind
Girl, I know you the devil
Just cause you fine doesn't make you divine
Girl, you not on my level
Yeah, girl, you know I'm a rebel
Baby, you know I'm the goat
Long as I'm gettin' this cheddar
Girl, we gon' never go broke
Straight reposado, you sexy yeah
Like when you drivin' the boat
Get you a man who do both
Your ex nigga, a joke I ain't worried bout' bro
How long we gon' do this shit
Forever
Wonder how we gon' get through this shit
Maybe together
Baby girl, why you so ruthless
Don't even matter the weather
Aim at my heart and you shoot the shit
Baby Beretta
When we turn them tables, you can't even tell me what you bring
You just want the label, you can't even tell me what it mean
Your love might be fake, so I can't even tell you everything
I'm like, woah, woah, woah
I'm just like, woah, woah, woah
Yeah I'm like f*ck you, pay me
She been tryna f*ck me lately
Gotta get them bucks you crazy
Gotta point that new Mercedes
My opps been movin' grimy
Can't let these niggas slay me
That YSL so slimy
Yell, free them niggas daily
F*ck your friend, it's too easy so no
You's a ten, girl believe me I know
And ain't no other man gon' compete with me so
Tell them niggas, f*ck em
Tell them niggas, f*ck em
Yeah, I love my brothers
I call them boys when it get rough
And yeah, I love my mother
But she won't love what's in my cup
And I got bands fasho
You know I do not give no f*cks
He ain't your man no more
Because he do not get no bucks
And damn, that shit too crazy
Oh yeah, that shit too crazy
Nah, I can't call you baby
No, you can't have my baby
I got these niggas scared
May be how I cock my shit
All these bitches starin'
May be how I pop my shit
How long we gon' do this shit
Forever
Wonder how we gon' get through this shit
Maybe together
Baby girl, why you so ruthless
Don't even matter the weather
Aim at my heart and you shoot the shit
Baby Beretta
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Yeah
Baby Beretta
Baby Beretta
Yeah
How long we gon' do this shit
Forever
Wonder how we gon' get through this shit
Maybe together
Baby girl, why you so ruthless
Don't even matter the weather
Aim at my heart and you shoot the shit
Baby Beretta
Say I'ma go getter no matter the weather
You know I'ma stepper, ay
Girl get out your head, no you ain't no Coretta, I can't ever settle, ay
You stay on my line cause you not on my mind
Girl, I know you the devil
Just cause you fine doesn't make you divine
Girl, you not on my level
Yeah, girl, you know I'm a rebel
Baby, you know I'm the goat
Long as I'm gettin' this cheddar
Girl, we gon' never go broke
Straight reposado, you sexy yeah
Like when you drivin' the boat
Get you a man who do both
Your ex nigga, a joke I ain't worried bout' bro
How long we gon' do this shit
Forever
Wonder how we gon' get through this shit
Maybe together
Baby girl, why you so ruthless
Don't even matter the weather
Aim at my heart and you shoot the shit
Baby Beretta
When we turn them tables, you can't even tell me what you bring
You just want the label, you can't even tell me what it mean
Your love might be fake, so I can't even tell you everything
I'm like, woah, woah, woah
I'm just like, woah, woah, woah
Yeah I'm like f*ck you, pay me
She been tryna f*ck me lately
Gotta get them bucks you crazy
Gotta point that new Mercedes
My opps been movin' grimy
Can't let these niggas slay me
That YSL so slimy
Yell, free them niggas daily
F*ck your friend, it's too easy so no
You's a ten, girl believe me I know
And ain't no other man gon' compete with me so
Tell them niggas, f*ck em
Tell them niggas, f*ck em
Yeah, I love my brothers
I call them boys when it get rough
And yeah, I love my mother
But she won't love what's in my cup
And I got bands fasho
You know I do not give no f*cks
He ain't your man no more
Because he do not get no bucks
And damn, that shit too crazy
Oh yeah, that shit too crazy
Nah, I can't call you baby
No, you can't have my baby
I got these niggas scared
May be how I cock my shit
All these bitches starin'
May be how I pop my shit
How long we gon' do this shit
Forever
Wonder how we gon' get through this shit
Maybe together
Baby girl, why you so ruthless
Don't even matter the weather
Aim at my heart and you shoot the shit
Baby Beretta
Baby Beretta
Baby Beretta
Yeah
How long we gon' do this shit
Forever
Wonder how we gon' get through this shit
Maybe together
Baby girl, why you so ruthless
Don't even matter the weather
Aim at my heart and you shoot the shit
Baby Beretta
Say I'ma go getter no matter the weather
You know I'ma stepper, ay
Girl get out your head, no you ain't no Coretta, I can't ever settle, ay
You stay on my line cause you not on my mind
Girl, I know you the devil
Just cause you fine doesn't make you divine
Girl, you not on my level
Yeah, girl, you know I'm a rebel
Baby, you know I'm the goat
Long as I'm gettin' this cheddar
Girl, we gon' never go broke
Straight reposado, you sexy yeah
Like when you drivin' the boat
Get you a man who do both
Your ex nigga, a joke I ain't worried bout' bro
How long we gon' do this shit
Forever
Wonder how we gon' get through this shit
Maybe together
Baby girl, why you so ruthless
Don't even matter the weather
Aim at my heart and you shoot the shit
Baby Beretta
When we turn them tables, you can't even tell me what you bring
You just want the label, you can't even tell me what it mean
Your love might be fake, so I can't even tell you everything
I'm like, woah, woah, woah
I'm just like, woah, woah, woah
Yeah I'm like f*ck you, pay me
She been tryna f*ck me lately
Gotta get them bucks you crazy
Gotta point that new Mercedes
My opps been movin' grimy
Can't let these niggas slay me
That YSL so slimy
Yell, free them niggas daily
F*ck your friend, it's too easy so no
You's a ten, girl believe me I know
And ain't no other man gon' compete with me so
Tell them niggas, f*ck em
Tell them niggas, f*ck em
Yeah, I love my brothers
I call them boys when it get rough
And yeah, I love my mother
But she won't love what's in my cup
And I got bands fasho
You know I do not give no f*cks
He ain't your man no more
Because he do not get no bucks
And damn, that shit too crazy
Oh yeah, that shit too crazy
Nah, I can't call you baby
No, you can't have my baby
I got these niggas scared
May be how I cock my shit
All these bitches starin'
May be how I pop my shit
How long we gon' do this shit
Forever
Wonder how we gon' get through this shit
Maybe together
Baby girl, why you so ruthless
Don't even matter the weather
Aim at my heart and you shoot the shit
Baby Beretta
Writer: Alexander Bailey
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid