My Name Lyrics – Sada Baby & Skilla Baby

My Name Lyrics by Sada Baby & Skilla Baby

Aye, i just popped another-
Naw, listen
Huh, i just popped another perc
What i’mma lie about?

She ain’t gon’ help me wit the work
Then i can’t fly her out (huh, listen)
I got hot life on my shirt with all the ice around it
Huh, yo bm love the way i live

That’s why yo wife around me
Huh, met her in the hood, uh
She think the world of me
But i don’t give a f#ck, now listen

Huh, bulletproof hoodie, got that from g
My opps ‘nem actin’ tough, they got that from me
Collared shirt wit the bucket hat, i look like ct
On the roll, hunnid racks on me, i look like dt

Ar, mm nah, listen
Huh, ar tear that n#gg# head, he look like gt
Huh, dreads hangin off my face, look like cheif keef
Huh, i got the keys to my beemer, tell a b#tch beep, beep

Make that p#ss# out the, huh, listen
Make her p#ss# go katrina, hurricane relief
I’mma pay that hoe a fima when she on her knees
Huh, i’m in the hall like regina, serving all the fiends

Huh, skuba martin luther king, believe in all the dreams
Huh, every time i used to go to sleep, i pour the lean
Huh, put in leg work, my n#gg#s ‘nem’ll jog in jeans
Huh, break the cage on a kennel, bet dawg ‘nem leave

Huh, listen, hold up!
Huh, aye, mmm
Put a muzzle on that b#tch cuz he talk too much
Huh, put her on a spirit flight cuz she walk too much

b#tch pressin’ tryna gain my weight, i ain’t lost naw naw
Bench pressin’ tryna gain my weight, i ain’t lost sh#t
Tonin’ up the muscles that i got, trainin’ crossfit
In the field doin’ jumpin’ jacks wit a choppa clip

Outta town, skuba runnin’ track wit a chocolate b#tch
I can’t name one time that i b#tched up
I ain’t never gave up, skuba can’t quit nothin’
Whip cook, i’mma hit the kitchen til the brick bubble

Westbrook, with the bink bink, trap triple double
My name casada, and the mothaf#ckin c stand for “choppa”
The a stand for “african-american, problem”
The s stand for “smack a p#ss# n#gg# and his momma”

And the other a stand for “#ssh#l# with that guala”
The d stand for “dick a b#tch down, proper”
Huh, the last a stand for “a whole lotta shit”
Ah, spin his block wit a whole lotta sticks, ah listen

My name trevon
The t stand for “turn up on a b#tch without tryin”
The r for “retarded”, cuz i’m out my mind
The e for “evil”, huh, ha ha, the e for “evil”, aye

The v stand for “virus”, cuz i’m sick as hell
I’m always catchin’ plays, the o for “odell”
I’m always wit a bad b#tch doin’ freaky sh#t
So the n stand for “nastyyy”

Ha, i’ll beat a n#gg# #ss in chanel
Catch a hoe n#gg# while he gettin’ gassed, give him a shell
All my old b#tches mad, go to hell
Real street n#gg#, keep tuckin’ cash for my bail

Lil n#gg#, but i got a big bag, they can tell
I be stompin’ on the ted til it’s tell, bro get bands in the mail
Play wit baby man i’mma put yo head in the air
I’m at home while a bad b#tch playin’ in my hair

Petty #ss n#gg#, why you puttin’ regs in the air?
All my n#gg#s got a zaza blunt, they don’t share
Casada sorrell for president, i’m the mayor
n#gg# played wit me one time, i double dare him

Huh, c stand for “careless”
The a stand for “alpha”
The s stand for “stop playin’ for i slap you”
Another a for “and so what? i’ll beat yo ass”

You know what the last two letters stand for, dumb ass
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Sada Baby & Skilla Baby Lyrics – My Name

Sada Baby & Skilla Baby

My Name