Bibidi Babidi Buu I just been running with the crew Bibidi Babidi Buu
I just been running with the crew
Bibidi Babidi Buu I just been running with the cr
Wockhardt Lean Glock with a beam sock full of dreams poppin a bean
Call up the doctor said stop sippin lean muddy my liver I ain't sippin no clean
Murder a friend feds on the scene money my focus
I live for the cream alla y'all chokin I ball like Kareem
I just pour act ain't no Karo i kill all the tracks jist for the bankroll I don't call back she a stank hoe
Maybe he really gon make it he see the package he take it why is you faking BITCH!
I don't belive in god he believes in me! I didn't choose the fame, fame chose me!
Bitch I'm the devil they say I ball so I guess im a rebel
Yuh
Wockhardt Lean Glock with a beam sock full of dreams poppin a bean
Call up the doctor said stop sippin lean muddy my liver I ain't sippin no clean
Murder a friend feds on the scene money my focus I live for the cream alla y'all chokin I ball like Kareem
I just pour act ain't no Karo i kill all the tracks jist for the bankroll I don't call back she a stank hoe
Maybe he really gon make it he see the package he take it why is you faking BITCH!
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Bibidi Babidi Buu I just been running with the crew Bibidi Babidi Buu
I just been running with the crew
Bibidi Babidi Buu I just been running with the cr
Wockhardt Lean Glock with a beam sock full of dreams poppin a bean
Call up the doctor said stop sippin lean muddy my liver I ain't sippin no clean
Murder a friend feds on the scene money my focus
I live for the cream alla y'all chokin I ball like Kareem
I just pour act ain't no Karo i kill all the tracks jist for the bankroll I don't call back she a stank hoe
Maybe he really gon make it he see the package he take it why is you faking BITCH!
I don't belive in god he believes in me! I didn't choose the fame, fame chose me!
Bitch I'm the devil they say I ball so I guess im a rebel
Yuh
Wockhardt Lean Glock with a beam sock full of dreams poppin a bean
Call up the doctor said stop sippin lean muddy my liver I ain't sippin no clean
Murder a friend feds on the scene money my focus I live for the cream alla y'all chokin I ball like Kareem
I just pour act ain't no Karo i kill all the tracks jist for the bankroll I don't call back she a stank hoe
Maybe he really gon make it he see the package he take it why is you faking BITCH!
I just been running with the crew
Bibidi Babidi Buu I just been running with the cr
Wockhardt Lean Glock with a beam sock full of dreams poppin a bean
Call up the doctor said stop sippin lean muddy my liver I ain't sippin no clean
Murder a friend feds on the scene money my focus
I live for the cream alla y'all chokin I ball like Kareem
I just pour act ain't no Karo i kill all the tracks jist for the bankroll I don't call back she a stank hoe
Maybe he really gon make it he see the package he take it why is you faking BITCH!
I don't belive in god he believes in me! I didn't choose the fame, fame chose me!
Bitch I'm the devil they say I ball so I guess im a rebel
Yuh
Wockhardt Lean Glock with a beam sock full of dreams poppin a bean
Call up the doctor said stop sippin lean muddy my liver I ain't sippin no clean
Murder a friend feds on the scene money my focus I live for the cream alla y'all chokin I ball like Kareem
I just pour act ain't no Karo i kill all the tracks jist for the bankroll I don't call back she a stank hoe
Maybe he really gon make it he see the package he take it why is you faking BITCH!
Writer: Donovan Matute
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