Baby Smoove - Sidney Lyrics

(Enrgy made this one)

You can split your last with them and they still don't appreciate it
I been shittin' for too long, I know them bitch niggas still hate it
I'm really livin' how I want, when I was a kid, knew that I would make it
I got an icy-ass neck, take your life if you try to take it
I got six cars, they can't even all fit in my house
I love my bitch to death, but I'm cheatin' on my spouse
Bitch you know I'm rich as hell, made ten M's off my couch
I just left the steakhouse, when I leave, they take a bow
All my steaks be wagyu, that's a different type of cow
He got hit up with a Drac, that's a different type of ouch
Serving bags in high school, I done started with an ounce
Got a switch and fifty racks in my Goyard pouch
I been gettin' real money, need to take notes and learn
Head tap 'em with a forty, that shit hotter than a perm
You ain't even got no money, you ain't even tryin' to earn
Hit the road for the shows in them blacked-out Suburbans (yeah)
Nigga, I don't sip drank, swear the drank sip me
I'm thinkin' 'bout you, put your name on the back of my screen
The last time we was together, you ain't even say you had to leave
Think about you all the time, know you got me in your dream
I really split my last, I done gave niggas bags
Niggas called just for favors, some called just to laugh
And don't compare me to no nigga who dick suckin' all these rappers
And niggas know I'm baby bottle, I got Marni on my Pampers
Niggas fresh as hell, broke, they been moving ass-, yeah
Niggas fresh as hell, broke, they been moving ass-backwards
If that bitch tampered with, swear to God you can have her
Once you take another dick, you can delete her whole chapter
Do one-sixty in the Urus, I'll never ever crash her
Shit comparin' me to him? That's like Dior versus Thrasher
Shit, my money long as hell, it's like from Van Dyke to Lahser

Yeah
I'm a young rich-
I'm a young rich bastard
I'm a young rich bastard
I'm a young rich-
Forever
For life