Beetleborgs - Babytron/Cordae.mp3

[00:00.180]Producer:Bye Kyle!, Helluva Beats & RizzyGotTheHeat
[00:00.951]Written:Babytron & Cordae
[00:01.934]Babytron:
[00:02.446](Brr) Thinking he shit? AR do vasectomy (Brr, ah, boom)
[00:06.197]Bucharest creeping but I still smell the jealousy
[00:08.436]Hunnid percent, you be giving it seventy
[00:09.693]Upping my weaponry, searching for enemies (Ayo, Cordae where they at?)
[00:13.129]You can hear the Redeye rumble like it’s Anthony Johnson
[00:15.128]Spent five at Saks, I was casually shopping (Skrrt, skrrt)
[00:18.319]Got a sweet tooth for pape’, goddamn, think my cavities rotten
[00:20.314]Fly as hell, ain’t no gravity options
[00:22.328]Outer space, in the galaxy watching (Phew)
[00:24.080]If you down, make a strategy, plot it
[00:26.072]I don’t do the Tris shit, I’m happily Wocking
[00:27.569](Tryna ride this wave and get drowned)
[00:29.067](Category 5)
[00:34.319](Tryna ride this wave and get drowned)
[00:36.581](Category 5)
[00:37.565]Cordae:
[00:39.329]Yeah, ayy, tryna ride this wave, no category
[00:42.075]Keep this Glock 19, no statutory (Woo)
[00:43.815]Call me “Dex”, how I stay in the laboratory
[00:45.335]Shit, I’d rather get high, watch Rick and Morty
[00:47.073]What the gang and the trap, that’s negatory
[00:49.071]My shit harder than a test, nigga take it for me
[00:50.765]And I really got the juice, get naked for me
[00:52.218]And if I can’t make you cum, you better fake it for me
[00:54.237]Never mind, end of story
[00:55.224]I was just talking to my nigga
[00:56.225]He be hanging with gorillas in the middle of the winter like Tarzan
[00:57.975]Now, I be chilling in the villa with some niggas having thriller
[00:59.971]‘Cause I’m known to spit the fire like Charmander
[01:01.479]How I buy a new Ferrari if a Carvana
[01:03.224]Just bought a new crib out in Tarzana
[01:04.976]I’m the shit, I’m that nigga, I’m the commander
[01:06.972]I’m the shit, lil’ nigga, no propaganda
[01:08.921]Part 2
[01:09.429]Babytron:
[01:09.919](Brr) He think he big and bad till gangy put some masks and slide down like some Beetleborgs
[01:13.939]Fiends ain’t got no diabetes, what you think the needles for?
[01:16.920]When I smash the pedal in the ‘Hawk, you hear some eagles soar
[01:18.930]Yerkys got me booted like a car with a ticket
[01:21.679]Blood, sweat, and tears, going hard, start to the finish
[01:23.926]Flying ’round iron attached, Tony Stark on the mission
[01:26.672]Moon rock in the stout, gon’ go to Mars if you hit it
[01:29.680]**** a money counter, I can add it up like Archimedes
[01:32.176]One to one, I see some fake replicas but it’s hard to beat me
[01:35.170]Mister Pull Up Make It Boom (Boom), try not to start habibi
[01:37.678]Think yo b***h a zombie, when I come around she start to eat me
[01:40.187]Cordae:
[01:42.439]That b***h start to eat me, huh
[01:44.684](Start to eat me, what?)
[01:47.675]****, start to eat me
[01:49.352]Cordae:
[01:50.061]Yeah, uh, I’m a bastard that Father Time raised alone
[01:52.820]But Mother Nature, when they see you doing well for yourself
[01:55.069]They love to hate you, I discover paper
[01:56.579]Young brother covered the dozen acres
[01:58.817]Catch me courtside watching the Clippers, I love the Lakers
[02:01.067]Vanity chasing, ego fragile like Anthony Davis
[02:04.072]I smoke a blunt and wonder why y’all niggas champion races
[02:06.562]I’m handsome and favorite, not to mention my pockets is chubby
[02:09.323]Really wish I met my idols, knew that Pac would’ve loved me
[02:11.814]Stop saying lucky, manifest a young god in the rugby
[02:14.559]With the Pumas that match, I’m stacking this lucrative cash
[02:17.321]Add enough to check for times, I couldn’t do good at math
[02:19.820]Could be stressing over life but I just choose to relax, mother****er