Ba Ba Blajst Lyrics

Chilling in the crib drinking ugh, drinking Baja Blast

Said she wanna slide through, I said lose your sass

Matter fact, man I think I'm finna pass

Come to find out her friend got a fatter ass

And that's facts tho

How you say you getting bread with no racks bro

How you all up in the club with no stacks bro

How you flexing all them bands yeah that's tax bro

Gyaatdamm

Walk up in the crib with the homies we like ten deep

How you ain't make the league yet, you like ten feet

Passed out in the back of the bus I feel like Lil Peep

Woahhh, gahhtdam that's outta pocket bro

Spend ten bands at the mall yeah I need it back

No cap yeah I'm broke, boy I need it back

10s, 20s, 50s, 100s, yeah we don't throw 1s

You ain't wanna tussle in the club you needa grow some

Hugh ay and I'm back now

Walking on this beat gaawdam you needa smackdown

If you standing up right now you need to sit down

Cuz ain't shit to stand for

She was throwing all that ass ghhadam now my balls sore

Say your girl loyal but I know she a damn whore