RAMIREZ – Lxrd Knows (Baby Sitter Sits On Dads Face) lyrics

[Verse 1]
Aye, whippin' in the kitchen
Selling bricks I'm moving dope (god damn, moving dope)
Chain up on my neck
I flex that bitch and let it go (I let it go)
Uzi on my waist I cock it back and let it blow (I let it blow)
Running through your hood my nigga
All them lords will know (All them lords will know)
All these bitches trippin' talking 'bout they wanna suck this dick
Ima flip another pack and I've been serving up these bricks
Catch my pigeons and hit the coupe [?] boy you sick
Swerving through the lanes my nigga
I don’t love no fucking bitch
Word of mouth I bought a pack (yeah)
Made a nigga flip it back (yeah)
Swerving in the Cadillac (yeah)
Talking shit, you getting smacked (yeah)
I don't give a fuck about no bitch or no hoe
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We gon let that bitch blow
I got gold up on my wrist
I got gold up on my neck
I got gold inside my mouth
And I got gold all on this tech, aye
Skrr, Skrr, Skrr, Skrr
Bullet smoke up in the air
Brr, Brr, Brr, Brr
Plug callers everywhere


[Verse 2]
Bitch I am a chef
I'm whippin' up the fucking pot
Yet, it's hard up on the block
I put that money in my sock
You see the Glock that I be toting
Ending dreams of niggas hoping
Niggas knowing that this ain’t a game
I don’t want the fame, I’m just
Making money at a fast rate
Living life, just at a fast pace
Speed demon with a Jag, mane
120 gotta go
Pump it up
Killing it
Bag it up
Sell it bitch
Making moves
Stacking grid
Make it rain
Whip better bitch
God damn