Текст песни Lil Baby - Never Recover

[Intro: Drake & Lil Juice]Tay Keith, fuck these niggas upAyy, yeahTay Keith, this too hardRing, ring, ring, we drip too hard, ayy(Run that back, Turbo)Yeah, ayy, look[Verse 1: Drake & Gunna]I bring up money, they change up the topicI got a 19 and it fold in my pocketShe gave me her number, now I gotta block itI'm mixin' the dirty bills in with the profitClean that shit up and I give it right back to himIf I don't fuck with him, then I can't rap with himI wanna be there when somebody catches himI want a witness to see that shitMan, these folks, these folks gotta goddamn hear this shit, no capI bring up hits and they change up the topicI got a 19 and it fold in my pocketOne hell of a year and a nigga still droppin'They wanted to stop it, but they couldn't stop itYou told a story like shorty was feelin' youShe told a story like she split the bill with youLook at my story, man, no one could write itNow I see a million, I don't get excitedI might just YSL my shit, the Thugger wayAin't no real sense in me goin' the other wayCannot be seen in that shit from the other dayVirgil just chef'd me a whole different colorwayPlease don't be stupid, it's Baby and GunnaAnd Baby, he wanted her, so I just swung herNext time I'm in Dallas, I'll look for anotherYou niggas fell off and you'll never recover[Verse 2: Gunna]Poured up some Hi-Tech and wait 'til it bubbleYoung Gunna Gunna, I make this shit doubleHit Eliantte and left with a puddleIt's me, Drake, and Baby, you know you in troubleRun up my check, my bitch sprinted the shuttleSign plus an M, bought a Benz for my brotherPainted all black, the interior butterI drip like a leak and that's word to my motherYeah, came out the street, gotta sleep with a cutterFamily a beast, we gon' eat us a supperMy dick in her mouth like she teethin' or somethin'Sound like it could be Drip Season this summerAin't no comparin' 'cause we number oneIn black and white Chanel, I look like a nunThe police in shock, don't know who got a gunDon't got what I got 'cause I shop in MilanIt's winter, I still took the top off the donThe kid was surprised that my trunk in the frontI know you a upset they don't shine in the sunCuban link look like a box of crayons

I'm still at the lot, tryna cop the CayenneI told the judge, "Fuck it", I'm goin' on the runYou want it, my dawgs'll look out for the bond[Chorus: Lil Baby]And I'm gettin' by, let 'em choose sidesWe get M's in by the shoe sizeI don't fuck with y'all type of kindI done seen all y'all dickrideBread winner like I'm Kevin GatesAnd I swear to God, I don't get tiredFrom the trenches, now I'm goin'Spend a whole hundred on a new wristwatch[Verse 3: Lil Baby]Don't gotta drip, I can leave it to GunnaRunnin' this shit, only been out two summersThat 4x4 truck, I post 300Boy, at whoever, they know how I'm comin'Ain't got no feelings, I'm here for the moneyTreat every club like a Magic on MondayNiggas ain't rich for real, they gettin' frontedGave her a dime, told her fix up her stomachBy the time she get back, I'ma switch up my numberCap to her friend like I been on her bumperLately, I been the topic of discussionDraco was foreign, they shipped it from RussiaBad vibes at my show like I'm UsherIf she tell me "No" once, I won't even touch itAll I do is get her out here, abortionAct like I've been rich, I used to have nothin'Drizzy hit me up like he got another oneMoney ain't even came in from the other oneFuck it, I'm hot, so I might as well double upSeem like everything I get on a number oneThey tryna team up to beat me, they huddlin' upEver catch me out in traffic, I'm cuttin' upEvery city we go to, it be lit as fuckTryna put the police on us, get rid of us[Chorus: Lil Baby]And I'm gettin' by, let 'em choose sidesWe get M's in by the shoe sizeI don't fuck with y'all type of kindI done seen all y'all dickrideBread winner like I'm Kevin GatesAnd I swear to God, I don't get tiredFrom the trenches, now I'm goin'Spend a whole hundred on a new wristwatch[Outro: Drake, Lil Juice & Gunna](Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)Tay Keith, this too hardRing, ring, ring, we drip too hard, ayy(Run that back, Turbo)You seen the overseas drip?
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