Blac Youngsta, Lil Baby, Moneybagg Yo – I Met Tay Keith First

Lyrics I Met Tay Keith First – Blac Youngsta feat. Lil Baby, Moneybagg Yo

I been goin’ hard for the block for too long
You ain’t tryna pull down shop, n**ga, move on
I’m in LA and a mansion with the pool long
She was bald head at first until her hair grew long
I ain’t goin’ in the club, ‘less I got the tool on
Goin’ against the gang, that’s the way you get shoot on
Code red, I don’t give a f**k who I knew long
And don’t tryna fix what you said, n**ga, you grown..②

I don’t conversate, ’cause you talk cheap
Whine like a b**ch, put him in a car seat
I don’t drink s**t, but I’m kinda toxic
Shawty camel thick, but she take roxy

I was in the bricks when the narcs popped me
Hate on my pimpin’, they was tryna knock me
Now Im a entertainer like Jamie Foxx see
Look in my eyes, and you can see what Pac see

I put a hit on my verse, I met Tay Keith first
She gon’ drop it to the floor and make it twerk
If I shot my plug, I’ma make it work
My lil’ shooters slip and slide, make it surf

Rich n**ga healthy, I don’t eat no food
I kick s**t on your block like I’m Goku
I’m a real n**ga, keep it real like I’m supposed to
Pull down with the Glock and soak you

I been goin’ hard for the block for too long
You ain’t tryna pull down shop, n**ga, move on
I’m in LA and a mansion with the pool long
She was bald head at first until her hair grew long
I ain’t goin’ in the club, ‘less I got the tool on
Goin’ against the gang, that’s the way you get shoot on
Color red, I don’t give a f**k who I know on
And don’t tryna fix what you said, n**ga, you grown..②

I been goin’ hard for the hood since four feet
The killers, the robbers, the police, they know me
Pop out on opps spin their block on the lowkey
Hit it, spin it, get acquitted

My J, it cost four thousand in Givenchy
A n**ga gon’ go viral, they don’t mention it
They chasin’ the guap for the penitentiary
I ran it up inside of your resensory

They startin’ hittin’, he ain’t see it comin’
Them youngins gon’ call and duty for this money
You want your answer, f**k it, push up on me
You ever seen me, pistol it was on me

Ready to handle business by my lonely
But I keep some hitters with me, they be on it
Ain’t f**kin’ with these n**gas, they be phony
Keep me a check ahead, I put it on me

I been goin’ hard for the block for too long
You ain’t tryna pull down shop, n**ga, move on
I’m in LA and a mansion with the pool long
She was bald head at first until her hair grew long
I ain’t goin’ in the club, ‘less I got the tool on
Goin’ against the gang, that’s the way you get shoot on
Color red, I don’t give a f**k who I know on
And don’t tryna fix what you said, n**ga, you grown..②

Beam on the Glock, I done got a new gizmo
Sign to Bread Gang, get a chain and extendo
FN bullet put the s**t against the window
F**k with e’rbody but I bang with the indo

Hit her first night that we met, she easy
30 gon’ slime you out, he greasy
Bet not up no gun and don’t squeeze it
Stampin’ s**t and my opps them heated

Been goin’ federal me and Tay Keith
Good bowls of regular сame from AZ
Seven-forty-two, pull up and see me
Three-ninety-two, I lose the police

I’m that n**ga that you never gon’ beat
Load the drum like I’m makin’ the beat
A year lease, hitters move on your street
Once they crank up, it’ll never be peace

I been goin’ hard for the block for too long
You ain’t tryna pull down shop, n**ga, move on
I’m in LA and a mansion with the pool long
She was bald head at first until her hair grew long
I ain’t goin’ in the club, ‘less I got the tool on
Goin’ against the gang, that’s the way you get shoot on
Color red, I don’t give a f**k who I know on
And don’t tryna fix what you said, n**ga, you grown..②…

➤ Written by Blac Youngsta, Lil Baby & Moneybagg Yo
Produced by Tay Keith
Blac Youngsta | Lil Baby | Moneybagg Yo | 2020

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