Florida Baby
(Hook)
When I come thru, I notice all eyes on me
Lil nigga coming straight outta the streets
Yeah yeah yeah

She just wanna drink and smoke weed
She on the table shakin her ass on beat
Clap clap clap

I’m that nigga thought I told ya that
This choppa on me got a shoulder strap

In case they don’t know how to act

Pull up make you niggas run track

I don’t even rap, I spit facts



(Verse 1)
I don’t care bout how they step cuz we step harder
Yeah that fire on my hip but my neck water
Yeah the glizzy do the job but Tommy hit harder

She like bae that gun loud but your weed louder

Smooth as Michael, moon walk-in on the beat
She called me daddy, what her father gon think ?

True Religion on my ass
A young nigga don ran into a bag
I got the white girl, picking up the pack


I be with killas so watch where you point the cameras
A lot of mops, a nigga hanging with janitors
I’m the goat, straight heat like wherever the camels at
Life was gettin kinda crazy had to handle that

White diamonds on the chain, white privilege
I made the money multiply, you see my dividends

She heard my songs and went straight for the dick
The way I hit it, she said Sinnah makes hits



(Hook)
When I come thru, I notice all eyes on me
Lil nigga coming straight outta the streets
Yeah yeah yeah
She just wanna drink and smoke weed
She on the table shakin her ass on beat
Clap clap clap

I’m that nigga thought I told ya that
This choppa on me got a shoulder strap

In case they don’t know how to act

Pull up make you niggas run track

I don’t even rap, I spit facts



(Verse 2)
I don’t care about what they post, they on the same shit
Broke niggas on the gram with the same fit

Im a Florida baby, I be drippin sauce
Heard he was looking for his bitch, she with us

Just filled her mouth with hella kids like a bus
No pun intended my nigga she went nuts

That toaster real close, you play and now you toast
My potna screaming slatt, my pockets is  screaming locc

If that nigga talking crazy he ain’t talkin to me
He a pussy in real life but a gangsta on beats

Look, I’m finna get the drop on em
You’d think he turnin 21, we got some shots for em

I pay the full price, you get it fronted lil bitch
You see the chain yeah I’m stuntin lil bitch

This Glock came with a drummer lil bitch
We making songs all summer lil bitch


(Hook)
When I come thru, I notice all eyes on me
Lil nigga coming straight outta the streets
Yeah yeah yeah

She just wanna drink and smoke weed
She on the table shakin her ass on beat
Clap clap clap

I’m that nigga thought I told ya that
This choppa on me got a shoulder strap

In case they don’t know how to act

Pull up make you niggas run track

I don’t even rap, I spit facts