The Criminal Activists - Me & My Baby

(Skit)
We out to the bodega?
Let’s go then, dawg
Tell ‘em who run the group
What we finna get?
I don’t know, lemme call my girl

(Joey Mantis)
She my baby, we finna trap in bodegas
Take over the counter, get the old owner to leave the glass box he calls a cash register
She dyed her hair, she look prettier than she did ever
And she wanna good night, she gon let a thug take her out to dinner
But I don’t know where to go, maybe we can go to place that’s more cheaper

(Tin Can & BullyDaBeast)
Sometimes you gotta hop out and surprise em’
Certified Scholar, cause I’m the only one to graduate
Only thug on my street that got a H.S scholarship
Who Can? Tin Can, you know I’m the lyricist
She my girl, so I treat her with all types of respect
I feel like I’m speaking to a wall when I ask her about her texts
It’s like it’s getting to that time to call Bully up for the threats
That’s cause she hardheaded, won’t listen to me, so I bet she gon’ have some respect when a bully hits her
Bully on That time
Dope thug, dope rhymes
Party time, I come nice and calm, but I can mix it up with anger shrines
I hope that the boys that you be texting have a 6-pack, and if they don’t, then they might as well keep praying I don’t hunt them down
1980’s hunter, or a farmer, I can’t trust her now
She keep popping up with new excuses, don’t believe her now
I may be a 90’s type of person, but girl, I definitely ain’t stupid, guess the arrow snapped in half, it even disappointed Cupid (Ha)