Mustard – Baguettes In The Face (Lyrics | Audio)

Lyrics “Baguettes In The Face” by Mustard feat. NAV, PlayboiCarti, A Boogie wit da Hoodie

I make s**t look easy but they don’t know what it take
Don’t ask me the time, I got baguettes in the face
Virgil dropped some Louis, I want everything he made
When it come to h*es, I never be the one to save

Keep on throwing ones, these b**ches keep on showing ass
Lots of b**ches on my body and I’m just tryna relax
They always come off cool but in the end they come out wack
Her boyfriend getting mad, I told her he could take you back

Have you ever been with a boss
I know your boyfriend took you shopping at Ross
I’m always dripping, I leave puddles when I walk
If she don’t know how to dress, I wanna talk
But I might still get some top
I don’t need her but my pocket full of knots
Number one, there’s finally real ones at the top
I’m with Mustard and we talking Lambo talk

I make s**t look easy but they don’t know what it take
Don’t ask me the time, I got baguettes in the face
Virgil dropped some Louis, I want everything he made
When it come to h*es, I never be the one to save
Keep on throwing ones, these b**ches keep on showing ass
Lots of b**ches on my body and I’m just tryna relax
They always come off cool but in the end they come out wack
Her boyfriend getting mad, I told her he could take you back

Yeah, I just pulled up, I got some new s**t
I just pulled up, I got a new b**ch
My b**ch, she bad, I bought her bracelet
Iced up, yeah, on my necklace
I pull up and slay s**t
I pull up and break s**t
I just told my mom, Thank God I made it
We got money over here, we starting to pay, b**ch
I got old school, yeah, in the backyard
In the black car
I’m a black boy
What’s your neck boy Huh
Check this neck, boy
Got these black diamonds
On baguettes, boy

I make s**t look easy but they don’t know what it take
Don’t ask me the time, I got baguettes in the face
Virgil dropped some Louis, I want everything he made
When it come to h*es, I never be the one to save
Keep on throwing ones, these b**ches keep on showing ass
Lots of b**ches on my body and I’m just tryna relax
They always come off cool but in the end they come out wack
Her boyfriend getting mad, I told her he could take you back

Huh, me and your b**ch up in the Phantom
If you want her back you better man up
I know you just don’t understand her
She just want you to help her get her bands up
Oh nah, nah, nah, ay
Just ride my wave like a tsunami
I came from the jungle, from a safari
I don’t want no Nicki, I want a ménage à
Don’t give me no hickies, baby give me sloppy
I already seen you naked, girl I know your body
You like f**king with the lights off, on some shy s**t
You gon’ end up being famous if you talk about it

I make s**t look easy but they don’t know what it take
Don’t ask me the time, I got baguettes in the face
Virgil dropped some Louis, I want everything he made
When it come to h*es, I never be the one to save
Keep on throwing ones, these b**ches keep on showing ass
Lots of b**ches on my body and I’m just tryna relax
They always come off cool but in the end they come out wack
Her boyfriend getting mad, I told her he could take you back…

➤ Written by NAV, Playboi Carti, A Boogie wit da Hoodie & Mustard
Album: Perfect Ten
Produced by Mustard
Mustard | A Boogie wit da Hoodie | Playboi Carti | NAV | 2019

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