Baby

I'm Mr. Retha lately
White gold on my-, I'm Claretha Baby
Lou, Lou

Baby, lately, I been tryna cut them niggas off
Show my moms I'm a boss, 'member we shopped at Ross
I need my payment, It's hard for me to focus with no guap
So, baby, fuck the love, I'm tryna make these pockets pop

I love to mop, feel like maze slidin' through they shit
Sweep the whole block until it's cleaner than a bitch, like where the sticks?
11 in that stock, it's kinda sketch
'Cause the Mexicans be deep with like eleven different heads

That nigga dead, and brother love to diss that nigga death
But I just cracked a smile 'cause they said that I'll be next, they got me dead
That's the type of shit I laugh at
If you see me throw the three, that just means I'm finna crack that

Like, aye baby, say it with your chest if you fuck with me
She bad and 'bout a bag, I swear to God that ass is stuck with me
Ten milly, stuck with me, can't forget my chop nigga
Always call me baby even though she know I pop niggas
Like, aye, aye, yeah, she know I pop niggas
Yeah, she know her baby finna pop niggas, like aye, aye

Can you hear me though?
Bitch, I need a 304

Help me out though, this shit hard to understand
How do you love his life but won't take life over that man?
You let me fight with that man, let me help you comprehend
Like a baby with a rattle, but it's snatched up out of his hand

Like nigga damn, I wonder who gon' keep that shit a hundred with me
Bring that trap in and bitch, I bet you gon' be stuntin' with me
1250, it got me feelin' like a rich nigga
Bitches is picky, I told her tat me on her wrist, nigga

But aye though, whoever hold that hand gon' be sick
No she don't ride no dick, she do tricks like twerk and the splits
Pussy be pissin' chips then she let me double 'bout flip
And I put five six in a stick better hope I miss with this bitch

My nigga run
This A-K tend to get a lil' attitude, I wouldn't argue back
This ain't the bitch that you want mad at you
I'd rather choose, sendin' him by the drill list
She's inchin' on me, bet she feel this

Aye baby, say it with your chest if you fuck with me
She bad and 'bout a bag, I swear to God that ass is stuck with me
Ten milly, stuck with me, can't forget my chop nigga
Always call me baby even though she know I pop niggas
Like, aye, she know I pop niggas
She call me baby but I pop niggas

I'm Mr. Retha lately
White gold on my-, I'm Claretha Baby