★ Intro ★ (Rizzy got the heat) (You're not making this easy, Kyle)
★ Chorus ★ Heard they tried to take me as the nice guy, nice try Double A twelve, pull up, turned his block into Five Guys I got hippie lungs, Gallery Department tie dye Real life spaceships, we ain't living sci-fi I can tell she wanna fuck, doing all that side-eyeing ★ Verse ★ You try and take a half a dollar from me, you gon' die trying Off an Oxy' hitting stains, bitch, I feel like Billy Mays Million dollar game, yeah, I'm the king, I'm in my gilly phase I'm the shit like Mr. Hanky Shoot the .38 with both hands, the trigger janky Hanging out the window if it's issues, I ain't going on a rant Two grams short of half in the slabs, Za Morant Scratching opps off the list, that shit like stomping ants Should've knew the brick was fake, shit ain't even got a stamp Mountain Dew on lava lamp, if he hide, ain't gotta camp Number one contender, put me in the ring, I’ll drop the champ Lil' brodie manned up and volunteered to hit the ten One ho getting boring, told that bitch bring a friend Serenede jeans stack, these are not no RTAs Fuck a ARP, I pull up, clear the scene with RPK This life shit up and down, kinda like a seesaw Aston Martin with the horses, pull off in a yee-haw Throw yo album in the dumpster, that shit sounded weak sauce Every card of the deck, I can't take no weeks off Every day of the calendar I'm picking up what you put down like I got scavenger I ain't got no shame in my game, Frank Gallagher Why they count me out? I shocked the world, Supreme Chancellor Hunnid in the clip, twenty-five each 'cause he riding around with three passengers Shit, RIP them Put a band on his head like he Big Ben Could've put a hunnid on him, shooter owe me though Him Duncan, face card hot, San Antonio Jerome Bettis, what you go and get that Rollie for? Doggy barely stepping, what the fuck you got, some polio? Toronto shows sold out, we look like OVO Loubies, they don't rodeo, cut it with the bullshit I ain't even have to aim with this full clip Drop a fifty on this shit like the new Lucki Cut the traction, this bitch spinning like a dune buggy High as hell, my juice muddy 2017, the scam page was catching imbeciles All the hate you doing, try to meet me at the pinnacle The baddest kid in school, now I got more pape' than my principal (ShittyBoyz, Dog $hit Militia, you know what the fuck going on) ★ Chorus ★ Heard they tried to take me as the nice guy, nice try Double A twelve, pull up, turned his block into Five Guys I got hippie lungs, Gallery Department tie dye Real life spaceships, we ain't living sci-fi I can tell she wanna fuck, doing all that side-eyeing
BabyTron - Shit damn fuck 2 That shit was super crunchy(woo) The slides ain’t work had to use a punchy(puncher) I fell down and bounced back I ain’t use a bungee(swear to god) He caught 7 out the 40 how is dude
BabyTron - New Year Same Tron {intro} I can spot a "u," if the shoe fits, wear it Four five off the hunnids, i'm a blue strip bearer Four five off the hunnids, i'm a blue strip bearer
BabyTron - Lalaland {Intro} (Enrgy made this one) Ayy {Verse} Pale jeans, but the pop look like Thon Maker Go and check the leaderboards, I'm the top player
BabyTron - Absent {Intro} Nyah, hmm (Meech) ShittyBoyz {Chorus} When it comes to the money, I'm a magnet Crib so big, I'm lost in it like a labyrinth
BabyTron - Hoodrat {intro} (jose the plug) Ayy, how the fuck i end up in the hood? {verse} How the fuck i end up in the 'burbs with a hoodrat? Ricky owens with the
BabyTron - Kill The Noise {intro} (damn, machu, why'd you have to do ’em like that?) {verse} You would think the sneaks educated with these big words Leave him in the street
BabyTron - Fuck The Old Tron {intro} Fuck the population, shittyboyz, dog shit militia, long live $cam, you know? {verse} Yeah, i used to fuck around with your mama, you my godson
BabyTron - Billy Madison {intro} Chrome heart pants but the hoodie acronym Ayy {verse} Denim tear jeans but the hoodie acronym It's the dog $hit militia, send them
BabyTron - Ex {Intro} (Ooh, Sav killed it) ShittyBoyz, Dog $hit Militia, long live $cams, you know {Verse} I hope my ex dives into a pool of— I hope my ex dives
BabyTron - Grab Yo Skates {Intro} Mm, hm Mm, hm Mm, hm Hey, hey, grab yo' skates {?} (Meech) {Verse 1} Out of town makin' money, this a
BabyTron
Babytron, born and raised in Ypsilanti, Michigan, is a talented young rapper making waves in the music industry. As a member of the rap group ShittyBoyz and Dog Shit Militia, Babytron has quickly gained a reputation for his unique style and catchy lyrics.
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