Baguette Lyrics

Yeah

Uh huh

Baby slim shit

Queens get the queens queens get the

Queens get the queens queens get the

Said he wanna come and see me

Told him pop out

Off the yak I got him slumped

Yeah that's a knockout

I hit him up now he in love

I call him Cupid

I got him blind he left his bitch

Stuck on stupid

Little body but my pockets on

Big racks

I rolled up and shut it down

I'm talking headcrack

With 4 bitches 5 niggas

In bout 6 lacs

Show my rillas where you at

They go and toe tag

Threw it back not for the racks

I needed new dick

He still wanna wine and dine

I told him check in

Yeah we fuck but can't lay up

No that's a red flag

What you doing little baby

Where ya bag at

Draped in rose gold GTO

You know that

What you doin what you on

Where ya bag at

Yeah you wanna show me love

And I respect that

But what you doin little baby

Where ya Baguettes

Queens get the queens queen get the

Queens get the queens queens get the

You know how it got

Can't bring it home

That's federal

The way I'm up

The cheese is cut

Go get them dinner rolls

Only homies round my table

And I ain't savin plates

Loyalty over riches

That's not just for apes

I hate a liar hate a cheater

Nahh I can't trust them jakes

Screamin Rest In Peace Short

Til my dying days

And all my bitches fly as fuck

We come in self made

Still flexing on them bullies

From like 10th grade

Now I ain't speaking French

But where ya baguettes

I like em tapered 14 facets

Where the flash at

Faucet leaking don't go reaching

That's a bad bet

Drag my knuckles I'm gone blow

Like we in Baghdad

Now I ain't speaking French

But where ya baguettes

I like em tapered 14 facets

Where the flash at

Faucet leaking don't go reaching

That's a bad bet

Drag my knuckles I'm gone blow

Like we in Baghdad

Queens get the queens queens get the

Queens get the queens queens get the

Baby Slim shit

Yeah

Rest In Peace Short

Bitch