Sunday Morning - B La B, Lil Baby

Cook that shit up Quay

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Soon as push up

She gon get in my car, yeah (my car)

Only drink Act and Rem (Act)

I don’t take bars (I don’t take bars)

Bringing my stacks up

And I can fuck on stars (fuck on stars)

Whenever my mood change

I can go and switch your car (switch your car)

Diamonds on Blu-Ray

Came thru dripping like Sunday morning (Sunday morning)

I just been stacking patient

Miss your birthday probably buy me a foreign (buy me a foreign)

Still balling hard like Jordan (Jordan)

Walk in the bank with my 40 (my 40)

Everywhere I go they recording (recording)

Stay down now I’m important (yeah yeah yeah)

Whole lotta blue racks (racks)

Bitches know we having money (ooh)

Pull up they like hooray (hooray)

Foreign coup, Chanel, we stunting

Smoking all this gold as soon as fuck I wanna roll up (soon as fuck)

A couple birdies in their Bentleys (brrr) screaming fours up (fours up)

Ain’t no jelly I do Margiela

Piss on you no R. Kelly

Eating like a beast up in these streets I got a large belly

I want all the cash and I got all of the swag yeah (yeah, yeah)

Niggas they be mad they think I’m doing some kind of magic (why)

Ice on, when I hit that scene and shit the lights off

I’m piped up flyer than a kite I’m on a flight though

Gotta pipe down if you get too loud I’ll knock your lights out

Wanna fight now I got some guys and they go *blow blow*

Soon as push up

She gon get in my car, yeah (my car)

Only drink Act and Rem (Act)

I don’t take bars (I don’t take bars)

Ran my stacks up

And I can fuck on stars (fuck on stars)

Whenever my mood change

I can go and switch your car (switch your car)

Diamonds on Blu-Ray

Came thru dripping like Sunday morning (Sunday morning)

I just been stacking patient

Miss your birthday probably buy me a foreign (buy me a foreign)

Still balling hard like Jordan (Jordan)

Walk in the bank with my 40 (my 40)

Everywhere I go they recording (recording)

Stay down now I’m important (yeah yeah yeah)

Real street nigga I ain’t fighting no

We don’t do one on one (no)

Fuck you think we chances

Riding with all these guns

I ain’t never played the flute

But I keep these mags and I got this drum yeah

Young nigga just finish high school

But he get a X pill he going dumb yeah

I see him watching tryna get the recipe

I’ll be god damned if I let him get the best of me

Money on me no regular pedestrian

I put that dope in pots and make it specialty

I pay security ain’t no touching me

Everything guaranteed when you fucking me

Everything overseas it’s a luxury

She just mad because she ain’t get no nut from me

It ain’t no IM team we on that fuckery

Bitch I’m a meal ticket ain’t no cooking me

Bitch you can’t come with me it ain’t no company

How you a boss and you don’t own a company

Pussy good, ass fat that shit come for me

Wish a nigga would, I ain’t no rapper b

I be in the hood where all them trappers be

Everywhere I go I’m keeping that strap with me

Soon as push up

She gon get in my car, yeah (my car)

Only drink Act and Rem (Act)

I don’t take bars (I don’t take bars)

Bringing my stacks up

And I can fuck on stars (fuck on stars)

Whenever my mood change

I can go and switch your car (switch your car)

Diamonds on Blu-Ray

Came thru dripping like Sunday morning (Sunday morning)

I just been stacking patient

Miss your birthday probably buy me a foreign (buy me a foreign)

Still balling hard like Jordan (Jordan)

Walk in the bank with my 40 (my 40)

Everywhere I go they recording (recording)

Stay down now I’m important (yeah yeah yeah)