4th of July! Lyrics – BABA!
Singer: BABA!
Title: 4th of July!
Huh
We roll up, put our opps in the sky
I don’t even smoke, but I’m smokin’ tonight
We got them sticks, keep that fire like the 4th of July, huh
Feel like Zipz, might post up with them yappers
I don’t like to talk too much, leave that to the choppers
I won’t chase no b#tch, them bands is what I’m after, ha (No)
No, no we ain’t regular
If it ain’t bout money (Money), don’t hit up my cellular
Yeah, we goin’ up, I’m seein’ numbers
Fell in love with fashion
Might mix RAF with Undercover
Told that b#tch that I don’t need her
I want her, I can’t leave her
Mi-Might take a sip of that lean, I don’t like bеing sober
Yeah, it’s summer timе, I’m still hoodied up, I’m comfortable
She told me I do the most
I don’t give a f#ck, I’ma pop my sh#t, lil’ hoe
Remember bein’ broke, I ain’t even rich yet, I need a big check
Go tell ’em n#gg#s how we get
f#ck where you from, we don’t give a f#ck ’bout your set
Huh
We roll up, put our opps in the sky
I don’t even smoke, but I’m smokin’ tonight
We got them sticks, keep that fire like the 4th of July, huh
Feel like Zipz, might post up with them yappers
I don’t like to talk too much, leave that to the choppers
I won’t chase no b#tch, them bands is what I’m after, ha (No)
No, no we ain’t regular
If it ain’t bout money (Money), don’t hit up my cellular
Yeah, we goin’ up, I’m seein’ numbers
Fell in love with fashion
Might mix RAF with Undercover
I need, I need a whole lotta bands to thumb through
Skelly
If you with me, who gon’ touch you?
I ain’t gon lie, it get hard staying humble
Turn that trash off, they ain’t talkin’ bout nothin’, they just mumble
And I’m just bein’ honest, sorry to bust your bubble
Huh
We roll up, put our opps in the sky
I don’t even smoke, but I’m smokin’ tonight
We got them sticks, keep that fire like the 4th of July, huh
Feel like Zipz, might post up with them yappers
I don’t like to talk too much, leave that to the choppers
I won’t chase no b#tch, them bands is what I’m after, ha (No)
No, no we ain’t regular
If it ain’t bout money (Money), don’t hit up my cellular
Yeah, we goin’ up, I’m seein’ numbers
Fell in love with fashion
Might mix the RAF with the Undercover
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