Lil mavo - Baggy Jeans Lyrics

Opps be catching bullets nigga you finna throw a fit
I wear baggy pants so all my Glocky
If that bitch cant even get no dick that bitch gone throw a fit
I wear baggy pants, baggy shirts to fit my blick
I can't wear them skinny jeans cause I know my Glock won't fit
I walk down I face shot niggas dying out this bitch
I woke up I hit that roach I went outside and I stood on biz

Aye lil' C-Ball you so gas boy you not zone boy you not mid
Aye they shouldn't have gassed him up they should've left that boy at the crib
Aye lil' baby tryna eat me up I gotta get her a bib

C-Ball say he slide with fye I slide with mac
Ducking low I bet I'll get you gone I got a mac
Heavy motion running that money straight like that
Aye C-Ball told me when I pop I keep my gat

Lil ZB he can't stop he want him off the map
All a nigga know is double back I'm all about a sack
I can't f*ck with none of these lil rats I pull up with a mac

Gang f*ck you talking about Keeboiik could never lack
C-Ball call him Cody Keeboiik but you can call me Zack
We was ducking low swinging doors tryna get some whacked
Pop out with a big 4-5 get your melon cracked

Hold on we was kicking doors what you know bout that?
This bitch talking bout her booty hole bout her booty crack
I just pour a four in baby bottle not no Similac
Opps just like my music why the f*ck they dropping back to back

Opps be catching bullets nigga you finna throw a fit
I wear baggy pants so all my Glocky
If that bitch cant even get no dick that bitch gone throw a fit
I wear baggy pants, baggy shirts to fit my blick
I can't wear them skinny jeans cause I know my Glock won't fit
I walk down I face shot niggas dying out this bitch
I woke up I hit that roach I went outside and I stood on biz