Lyrics Malibu’s Most Wanted.lrc BabyTron
[id: pshctbhr]
[ar: BabyTron]
[al: Sleeve Nash]
[ti: Malibu’s Most Wanted]
[length: 02:28]
[00:02.19]I just gotta hit that bitch one more time though
[00:05.13]That bitch was so crazy
[00:06.88]Hokatiwi
[00:09.63]Like, damn
[00:13.08]Ayy
[00:14.25]Ayy, ayy, ayy
[00:16.04]Smile while I shoot the Glock, the anger really in the bullet
[00:18.18]I was Bébé every time I came and got a whooping
[00:20.18]See my teacher out like, shit, I made it, thought I couldn’t
[00:22.26]Bust my first scam at fourteen, I was made for jugging
[00:24.27]Middle school, was at the bus stop with a dumb knot
[00:26.26]Blowing zas till my lungs stop or my blood clots
[00:28.35]Heard that tick-tick, oh shit, you got that one watch?
[00:30.17]Got that drip-drip, Balenciaga, these them one socks
[00:32.23]Me and Stan touchdown, huh, Eli and Peyton
[00:34.39]You can be Betty Crocker, bitch, I ain’t got time for caking
[00:36.44]Bro’ll do him foul with the Tech, that’s my type of flavor
[00:38.45]Punched a hundred Apple Watchеs, still ain’t got the time for waiting
[00:40.55]Worked sixty hours this week, how you got timе for hating?
[00:42.69]Talking ’bout the sauce? Okay, whole time he Plankton
[00:44.73]This a motherfucking headshot, it ain’t no time for Matrix
[00:46.42]Hutch sent me to the ER, he got my sinus aching
[00:48.45]You can get yo ass beat or you can get yo ass shot
[00:50.40]Thousand for a jack box, ain’t never touched a crack rock
[00:52.59]Bro got a big K, he ride around on caps lock
[00:54.48]Unc’ the people’s champ in the pot, he make the trap rock
[00:56.52]Juke 12 out, hit they ass with a Shammgod
[00:58.64]Bitch, leave me ‘lone, I ain’t tipping, where’s my lamb chops?
[01:00.72]Walking with my brothers on the beach from the sandbox
[01:02.81]Passed Stan the blicky, told him shoot it like his hand hot
[01:04.89]Chasing down the mailman, running out my house shoes
[01:06.92]I could up at least a fifty ball, that’s without blues
[01:08.93]Throw a bow to my brother, that’s a Marc and Pau move
[01:10.77]Eyes low as hell, the cookie hit me with a Yao move
[01:12.85]If I call my Taliban, you gon’ hear the sound “boom”
[01:14.92]Life so backwards, rainy days’ll be the droughts too
[01:16.92]Talking ’bout later, like, nah, I need it now, boo
[01:19.08]Whip loud as hell, happy that the booth is soundproof
[01:21.10]Untouched than a bitch, boy, I’m sick of death threats
[01:23.10]I could be a dime short and wouldn’t need yo ten cents
[01:25.14]AR got a muscle on that fucker, I don’t bench press
[01:27.27]Keep switching sides, fuck around and get the ref stretched
[01:29.36]Ride around with ‘Woods, we’ll flip him like a Tech Deck
[01:31.19]I’ll put yo money on me if you ain’t bet yet
[01:33.23]Only six people fit, oh, this a jet jet
[01:35.29]Six hundred dollar thread, count a thousand dollar bed set
[01:37.39]Fit five thousand like, bitch, I’m just “guesstimating”
[01:39.46]Bitch bougie, want that crab legs with the extra Cajun
[01:41.44]At this point
[01:41.83]I’m starting to think that every bitch was made ungrateful
[01:43.35]First punishment I made ten, now I hate the cable
[01:45.58]Whole year was off the punches, I ain’t made a payment
[01:47.66]Pillow talking-ass, catch you out like, “She made me say it”
[01:49.79]Yeah, I talk to God but, shit, man, I ain’t an angel
[01:51.49]Upping dog shit, granny said, “That’s gon’ make ’em hate you”
[01:53.54]Huh, like, shit, I’m finna make ’em hate me
[01:55.66]I know how it feels being down so I make ’em pay me
[01:57.71]Drop a fake check in BOA and do the bank so crazy
[01:59.78]I done came Glocky and Kenzo so it’s hard to tame me
[02:01.88]If I see the opps, I won’t stop shooting till the army chase me
[02:03.81]Hustle DNA, ain’t got no feelings so it’s hard to break me
[02:06.07]Five thousand dollar worth of Nike if I slide the card at Macy’s
[02:07.81]A hundred rounder with the red dots so I’m hardly aiming
[02:10.85]Year of Release: 2020