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Lil Baby - Set Up Shop Lyrics
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[ Featuring Young Thug, Marlo ]

Ayy man, I been a rich nigga, know what I'm sayin'? (Know what I'm sayin')
I ain't had no plug (I have no plug), know what I'm sayin'?
Lil Baby
Digit time, nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Set up shop
Nigga, f*ck the cops, I got plenty guap
Young Roo act a damn fool with that damn tool
We the gang, nigga try the gang, nigga bust his brain
Bitches lame, niggas droppin' names, that's a damn shame (yeh, yeh, yeh)
Bitch wait, f*ck a mixtape, I got plenty cake (cake)
Yeah, I'm rich and I'm pushing weight, that's why niggas hate
Bad bitch, she done sucked me up for them brand new J's (woo, woo)
Trap nigga, six phones, doin' at least a brick a day

Slaughter gang, snatch your chain, dirty face, dirty K
Hundred thou in put up, I got this from the cook up (whip it, whip it)
Sixty two to one-twenty-five
I doubled up (yeah)
Switchin' lanes in the Hellcat, I done did that (skrrt, skrrt)
Flip packs, I got big racks, where your bitch at?
Niggas broke, bitches stressed out, I can't help that (oh, no)
Real nigga, I talk brick talk, bet they felt that
Dope money turnt to rap money, watch how I flip that (yeh, yeh)

Set up shop
Nigga, f*ck the cops, I got plenty guap
Young Roo act a damn fool with that damn tool
We the gang, nigga try the gang, nigga bust his brain
Bitches lame, niggas droppin' names, that's a damn shame (yeh, yeh, yeh)
Bitch wait, f*ck a mixtape, I got plenty cake (cake)
Yeah, I'm rich and I'm pushing weight, that's why niggas hate
Bad bitch, she done sucked me up for them brand new J's (woo, woo)
Trap nigga, six phones, doin' at least a brick a day

Young Baby, goin' straight crazy, worth like four-eighty
Three eighty, I got two of those, keep 'em in my pocket
Young nigga get a lot of money, all these bitches jocking
Pussy nigga, say they wanna rob me, guess that's why they watchin'
Ho-ho-hold up, bitch I'm froze up, bitch you know us
Them fours up, I be poured up, got me slowed up
Shoebox, f*ck a shoebox, that ain't big enough
Big racks, I got big racks, where your bitch at?

Set up shop
Nigga, f*ck the cops, I got plenty guap
Young Roo act a damn fool with that damn tool
We the gang, nigga try the gang, nigga bust his brain
Bitches lame, niggas droppin' names, that's a damn shame (yeh, yeh, yeh)
Bitch wait, f*ck a mixtape, I got plenty cake (cake)
Yeah, I'm rich and I'm pushing weight, that's why niggas hate
Bad bitch, she done sucked me up for them brand new J's (woo, woo)
Trap nigga, six phones, doin' at least a brick a day

Marc gators on my feet like I just stepped up out the swamp
I wanna be a billionaire, I ain't got no problem with Donald Trump
Look sad, on a med, mixin' Act with Hi-Tech
I got way more water than Katrina 'round my f*ckin' neck
I f*cked that bitch like a pit
I told her her boyfriend a piss
Hundred-fifty thousand dollar bitches on deck
Set up shop, and I got some red in the red rock
Actavis make me sit it down like I can't walk
Go to that skirt, it's a box (a box)
Stand up guys get slaught
I can never be like Quan (facts)
Ranned up way too many coins
Huh, anyway I act flamboyant
Nigga been a gangster since born (born)
Nigga killed they self, I warned
Niggas goin' broke and it's showin'

(Hey) set up shop
Nigga, f*ck the cops, I got plenty guap
Young Roo act a damn fool with that damn tool
We the gang, nigga try the gang, nigga bust his brain
Bitches lame, niggas droppin' names, that's a damn shame (yeh, yeh, yeh)
Bitch wait, f*ck a mixtape, I got plenty cake (cake)
Yeah, I'm rich and I'm pushing weight, that's why niggas hate
Bad bitch, she done sucked me up for them brand new J's (woo, woo)
Trap nigga, six phones, doin' at least a brick a day
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Ayy man, I been a rich nigga, know what I'm sayin'? (Know what I'm sayin')
I ain't had no plug (I have no plug), know what I'm sayin'?
Lil Baby
Digit time, nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Set up shop
Nigga, f*ck the cops, I got plenty guap
Young Roo act a damn fool with that damn tool
We the gang, nigga try the gang, nigga bust his brain
Bitches lame, niggas droppin' names, that's a damn shame (yeh, yeh, yeh)
Bitch wait, f*ck a mixtape, I got plenty cake (cake)
Yeah, I'm rich and I'm pushing weight, that's why niggas hate
Bad bitch, she done sucked me up for them brand new J's (woo, woo)
Trap nigga, six phones, doin' at least a brick a day

Slaughter gang, snatch your chain, dirty face, dirty K
Hundred thou in put up, I got this from the cook up (whip it, whip it)
Sixty two to one-twenty-five
I doubled up (yeah)
Switchin' lanes in the Hellcat, I done did that (skrrt, skrrt)
Flip packs, I got big racks, where your bitch at?
Niggas broke, bitches stressed out, I can't help that (oh, no)
Real nigga, I talk brick talk, bet they felt that
Dope money turnt to rap money, watch how I flip that (yeh, yeh)

Set up shop
Nigga, f*ck the cops, I got plenty guap
Young Roo act a damn fool with that damn tool
We the gang, nigga try the gang, nigga bust his brain
Bitches lame, niggas droppin' names, that's a damn shame (yeh, yeh, yeh)
Bitch wait, f*ck a mixtape, I got plenty cake (cake)
Yeah, I'm rich and I'm pushing weight, that's why niggas hate
Bad bitch, she done sucked me up for them brand new J's (woo, woo)
Trap nigga, six phones, doin' at least a brick a day

Young Baby, goin' straight crazy, worth like four-eighty
Three eighty, I got two of those, keep 'em in my pocket
Young nigga get a lot of money, all these bitches jocking
Pussy nigga, say they wanna rob me, guess that's why they watchin'
Ho-ho-hold up, bitch I'm froze up, bitch you know us
Them fours up, I be poured up, got me slowed up
Shoebox, f*ck a shoebox, that ain't big enough
Big racks, I got big racks, where your bitch at?

Set up shop
Nigga, f*ck the cops, I got plenty guap
Young Roo act a damn fool with that damn tool
We the gang, nigga try the gang, nigga bust his brain
Bitches lame, niggas droppin' names, that's a damn shame (yeh, yeh, yeh)
Bitch wait, f*ck a mixtape, I got plenty cake (cake)
Yeah, I'm rich and I'm pushing weight, that's why niggas hate
Bad bitch, she done sucked me up for them brand new J's (woo, woo)
Trap nigga, six phones, doin' at least a brick a day

Marc gators on my feet like I just stepped up out the swamp
I wanna be a billionaire, I ain't got no problem with Donald Trump
Look sad, on a med, mixin' Act with Hi-Tech
I got way more water than Katrina 'round my f*ckin' neck
I f*cked that bitch like a pit
I told her her boyfriend a piss
Hundred-fifty thousand dollar bitches on deck
Set up shop, and I got some red in the red rock
Actavis make me sit it down like I can't walk
Go to that skirt, it's a box (a box)
Stand up guys get slaught
I can never be like Quan (facts)
Ranned up way too many coins
Huh, anyway I act flamboyant
Nigga been a gangster since born (born)
Nigga killed they self, I warned
Niggas goin' broke and it's showin'

(Hey) set up shop
Nigga, f*ck the cops, I got plenty guap
Young Roo act a damn fool with that damn tool
We the gang, nigga try the gang, nigga bust his brain
Bitches lame, niggas droppin' names, that's a damn shame (yeh, yeh, yeh)
Bitch wait, f*ck a mixtape, I got plenty cake (cake)
Yeah, I'm rich and I'm pushing weight, that's why niggas hate
Bad bitch, she done sucked me up for them brand new J's (woo, woo)
Trap nigga, six phones, doin' at least a brick a day
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Writer: Marek Studeny, Adam Carter, Dominique Jones, Jeffery Lamar Williams, V. Cortez
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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