Lil Baby - Guaranteed (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Baby - Guaranteed (en) Lyrics
by RentAnAdviser.com
If it don't make money, then
it don't make sense
She ain't gettin' in my car
if it don't got tints
I be tryna dodge the blogs, I
ain't with the clout shit
Everybody spendin' racks, I
done really bought shit
Everybody got a job, bro,
I'm on some boss shit
I ain't worried 'bout a nigga,
all they do is talk shit
I got twenty different whips
like I hate walkin'
Paint my cars all red,
they say I'm a target
Niggas heard what I said, I
ain't beggin' my pardon
They got Long in the fed,
I'ma get him a pardon
Put my name in the song,
I'ma throw him a party
We was lookin' at the guys
like I built up an army
Got my old ho mad how
I pulled up forеign
Stay in your place, don't
get me startеd
Livin' like a rockstar,
Adderall problem
Skinny jeans gnarly, streets
done scarred me
Everybody borrowin', nobody
gon' pay you back
I don't want your sorry, really,
you can save that
They know I'm a problem, they
don't wanna say that
Pulled up in a Trackhawk, could've
drove the Maybach
Livin' in the fast lane,
I ain't tryna lay back
Headshot, close range, give
that boy a face tat
They was tryna copy me, I had
to take the wave back
I'm only in it for me to win now
My mama, she happy she got a Benz now
Shawty been trippin', I'm
on her friends now
She know I'm one of the top ten now
I get the backend, then I rock shows
I got your bitch wanna
fuck on my clothes
I'm a certified dripper,
no comparin' me
Cartier glasses with the diamonds,
I can see better
Know I'm with the guys, all the
way about these three letters
Bad lil' bitch come through,
help me sleep better
She know where we stand, I can
never sit and eat with her
I don't got no type, but then
again, I like petite women
Boy, I got a cheat code, all
I do is keep winnin'
Three crosses, three tennis,
boy, I'm cold as December
They gave me a head start and
it's just the beginning
Certified dripper, no comparin' me
Please support me on
PATREON Thank you!