Sunday Morning

[Intro] Cook that shit up Quay Yeah yeah Yeah yeah Yeah yeah [Chorus: Lil Baby] Soon as push up She gon get in my car, yeah (my car) Only drink Act and Rem (Act) I don't take bars (I don't take bars) Bringing my stacks up And I can fuck on stars (fuck on stars) Whenever my mood change I can go and switch your car (switch your car) Diamonds on Blu-Ray Came thru dripping like Sunday morning (Sunday morning) I just been stacking patient Miss your birthday probably buy me a foreign (buy me a foreign) Still balling hard like Jordan (Jordan) Walk in the bank with my 40 (my 40) Everywhere I go they recording (recording) Stay down now I'm important (yeah yeah yeah) [Verse 1: B La B] Whole lotta blue racks (racks) Bitches know we having money (ooh) Pull up they like hooray (hooray) Foreign coup, Chanel, we stunting Smoking all this gold as soon as fuck I wanna roll up (soon as fuck) A couple birdies in their Bentleys (brrr) screaming fours up (fours up) Ain't no jelly I do Margiela Piss on you no R. Kelly Eating like a beast up in these streets I got a large belly I want all the cash and I got all of the swag yeah (yeah, yeah) Niggas they be mad they think I'm doing some kind of magic (why) Ice on, when I hit that scene and shit the lights off I'm piped up flyer than a kite I'm on a flight though Gotta pipe down if you get too loud I'll knock your lights out Wanna fight now I got some guys and they go *blow blow* [Chorus: Lil Baby] Soon as push up She gon get in my car, yeah (my car) Only drink Act and Rem (Act) I don't take bars (I don't take bars) Ran my stacks up And I can fuck on stars (fuck on stars) Whenever my mood change I can go and switch your car (switch your car) Diamonds on Blu-Ray Came thru dripping like Sunday morning (Sunday morning) I just been stacking patient Miss your birthday probably buy me a foreign (buy me a foreign) Still balling hard like Jordan (Jordan) Walk in the bank with my 40 (my 40) Everywhere I go they recording (recording) Stay down now I'm important (yeah yeah yeah) [Verse 2: Lil Baby] Real street nigga I ain't fighting no We don't do one on one (no) Fuck you think we chances Riding with all these guns I ain't never played the flute But I keep these mags and I got this drum yeah Young nigga just finish high school But he get a X pill he going dumb yeah I see him watching tryna get the recipe I'll be god damned if I let him get the best of me Money on me no regular pedestrian I put that dope in pots and make it specialty I pay security ain't no touching me Everything guaranteed when you fucking me Everything overseas it's a luxury She just mad because she ain't get no nut from me It ain't no IM team we on that fuckery Bitch I'm a meal ticket ain't no cooking me Bitch you can't come with me it ain't no company How you a boss and you don't own a company Pussy good, ass fat that shit come for me Wish a nigga would, I ain't no rapper b I be in the hood where all them trappers be Everywhere I go I'm keeping that strap with me [Chorus: Lil Baby] Soon as push up She gon get in my car, yeah (my car) Only drink Act and Rem (Act) I don't take bars (I don't take bars) Bringing my stacks up And I can fuck on stars (fuck on stars) Whenever my mood change I can go and switch your car (switch your car) Diamonds on Blu-Ray Came thru dripping like Sunday morning (Sunday morning) I just been stacking patient Miss your birthday probably buy me a foreign (buy me a foreign) Still balling hard like Jordan (Jordan) Walk in the bank with my 40 (my 40) Everywhere I go they recording (recording) Stay down now I'm important (yeah yeah yeah)