Baby Bto - Dismiss It Lyrics

Kaden, can you come back
This is too good
I-I-I just met a f*ck
They say in the bag I get it, then they miss it

Bitch, you know I'm gone
Shawty know that I be pimping
Steady blowin' up my phone
Aye, it's a call

Bout that cash, I'm onnit bad
Leave me alone
I know that hate come with the fame these niggas
Hate to see you on but shit

Forever, I'm a poppin'
F*ck a trend, bitch on the top
Freeze the ice and melt it diamonds
Wet as f*ck I call it fossit

All my niggas eating
No AAP
But the whole gang bout that paper
She tried to cheat

But f*ck that shit , I couldn't even really f*ckin' save her
But right now, we talkin' money
We'll handle that shit later
Going broke behind the bitch

Lil' bro, you sad
Why would you chase her
But ain't nun wrong with that side
Get off your ass to take a ride

You in this shit for real
You really rich
Forever with the guys
Never change we stay the same, I swear this shit goin' to the grave

The realest nigga to be alive
I gave out everything I made
Can't pick up phone too busy
Right now, I'm catchin' money plays

And even when the sun do shine, it come with rainy days
And we still made a way
They send the bag, I get it
Then dismiss it

Bitch, you know I'm gone
Shawty know that I be pimpin'
Steady blowin' up my phone
Ayy, it's a call about that cash, I'm on it bad

Leave me alone
I know that hate come with the fame
These niggas hate to see you on
But shit forever

I'ma pop it
F*ck a trend, bitch I'm the topic
Freeze the ice & melt it
Diamonds wet as f*ck , I call it fossit

All my niggas eating
No AAP
But the whole gang bout that paper
She tried to cheat

But f*ck that shit, I couldn't even really f*ckin' save her
But I'ma let you know, this side of time
Cash, cash, cash
I need it bad

I need it now
She shaking ass, ass, ass
She throw it back
I'm on the line

I meant my bad, bad, bad
That hoe so bad, & yea she fine
F*ck it bag, bag, bag
I bag her ass, and now she mine

Cuff her ass , just like police
She my lil' robber with the ski
You know I'm cappin '
Nigga trollin'

Can't no hoe f*ck over me
And this shit stamped
Just like King said, it's EST
Till I'm Six feet

And when I'm gone, just know I popped it
Can't name a nigga f*ckin' with me
Gang

They Send A Bag I Get It, Then Dismiss It
Bitch you know I'm gone
Shawty know that I be pimping
Steady blowin up my phone
Ayy, its a call about that cash, I'm on it bad

Leave me alone
I know that hate come with the fame, these niggas hate to see you on