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Like A Brat (Explicit) - Lil Baby
Lyrics by：Dominique Jones/Gene Hixon/Kirill Kornyshev
Composed by：Dominique Jones/Gene Hixon/Kirill Kornyshev
Produced by：Al'Geno/Keelondn
I'm tryna let you know you that
Uh
I'm tryna spoil you like a brat
You love it
Whenever I call and you don't answer
You better rush to call me back
Oh yeah
I gotta keep it in my hand
Sometimes you put it in your bag
Back up
I gotta go but I'll be fast
I give you reason to come back
Yeah yeah
You know the drops is cherry cherry
You know the 'Rari front seat
You know I want you here with me
Yeah
Who keepin' tabs?
Fuck the receipts
Huh
Who keepin' tabs?
Fuck a receipt
I take your heart without no warnings
You want matcha every morning
And you tryna leave bae where you goin'?
Cancеl your Uber take a foreign
Put a LoJack on your ass
I'm always knowin' whеre you at
Better not never circle back
I bet I never treat you bad
Pay the cozy sweatsuit in Margiela
I like her swag
I'm rockin' rose gold
It's matchin' my skin tone don't need no flash
Cool on other hoes
I'm done with that phase now she get to brag
I don't care nothin' 'bout your past
'Cause they ain't have you like I got you
I can tell it's weight on your shoulders baby
I'll spot you
Makin' sure your life on the up-and-up that's my job to
Switchin' continents gettin' content
Maybe I'll slide through
It was just me and you in Turks we caught a mean vibe
You on the boat you gettin' a boat
You got that waterslide
She got a birthday on the way
She turnin' twenty-fine
I'm on the go she send me videos in between time
You better never act like you ain't mine
I'm tryna let you know you that
Uh
I'm tryna spoil you like a brat
You love it
Whenever I call and you don't answer
You better rush to call me back
Oh yeah
I gotta keep it in my hand
Sometimes you put it in your bag
Back up
I gotta go but I'll be fast
I give you reason to come back
Yeah yeah
You know the drops is cherry cherry
You know the 'Rari front seat
You know I want you here with me
Yeah
Who keepin' tabs?
Fuck the receipts
Huh
Who keepin' tabs?
Fuck a receipt
You was here when I started this song
And now I'm finishin' alone
You done switched up my whole tone
Now I can't fuck with you no more
I ain't leave you in the room
I brought you with me and the bros
I could've really wiped your nose
I should've treated you like a ho
You poppin' out with dude you bold
You know I put you in them clothes
I know I'm better off alone
So I can't even say you wrong
You won't hear from me again unless you listen to my song
I leave a mark 'cause I'm a big dog
I took her to the big house
You got folks thinkin' that you X'd me out
No bitch can't dub me
I fuck you right and treat you like a queen
You can't unlove me
You are with him but you thinkin' 'bout me
That just how love be
I can't even judge I know what's up with you
And I'll be lyin' if I say I ain't love you back
But that don't mean nothin'
I guess that don't mean nothin'
And I'll be lyin' if I say I ain't love you back
But that don't mean nothin'
I guess that don't mean nothin'
I'm tryna let you know you that
Uh
I'm tryna spoil you like a brat
You love it
Whenever I call and you don't answer
You better rush to call me back
Oh yeah
I gotta keep it in my hand
Sometimes you put it in your bag
Back up
I gotta go but I'll be fast
I give you reason to come back
Yeah yeah
You know the drops is cherry cherry
You know the 'Rari front seat
You know I want you here with me
Yeah
Who keepin' tabs?
Fuck the receipts
Huh
Who keepin' tabs?
Fuck a receipt
