Z Munna - LMK Lyrics

Let me know some lil baby cause I'm tryna build with you
And yea that nigga got some cash, but I'll probably kill for you
Wine and dine, you know I got it, I ain't splitting the bill with you
I ain't fucking round with these hoes, you know I got a feel for you
I might pull up in that Jag truck, let me get that door for you
Lil baby wanna hit my lean, I ain't pouring no four for you
I said don't worry bout me, I'm in the streets I'm really rolling round
You just get your bag how you get it, and Im'a hold it down
I would never doubt you, you the realest bitch I ever knew
I been drinking fours all week, today I might just pour a deuce
I knew he was tryna run off, but he ain't bust a move
He seen them members with me and he know them niggas tuckin' tools
Aye lil baby come from overseas, I think she East African
I just hit the Saks Fifth and bought it off the mannequin
Big coupe, V-12, the block I'ma damage it
Seven figure nigga, I can't wait to get my hands on it
I might just be sipping purp, sometimes I might be sipping green
I'm sipping out that coffee cup, cleaner than some Listerine
What you need? I got it all, felonies and misdemeans
I'm just tryna make it to the crib, lil baby missing me
Five percent, drop top, I be riding offset
I been serving all this fucking Za in the projects
I might pour a double cup of Wock or the Hi-Tech
Aye lil baby said she liking how I move and love my mindset

Let me know some lil baby cause I'm tryna build with you
And yea that nigga got some cash, but I'll probably kill for you
Wine and dine, you know I got it, I ain't splitting the bill with you
I ain't fucking round with these hoes, you know I got a feel for you
I might pull up in that Jag truck, let me get that door for you
Lil baby wanna hit my lean, I ain't pouring no four for you
I said don't worry bout me, I'm in the streets I'm really rolling round
You just get your bag how you get it, and Im'a hold it down
I would never doubt you, you the realest bitch I ever knew
I been drinking fours all week, today I might just pour a deuce
I knew he was tryna run off, but he ain't bust a move
He seen them members with me and he know them niggas tuckin' tools
Aye lil baby come from overseas, I think she East African
I just hit the Saks Fifth and bought it off the mannequin
Big coupe, V-12, the block I'ma damage it
Seven figure nigga, I can't wait to get my hands on it
I might just be sipping purp, sometimes I might be sipping green
I'm sipping out that coffee cup, cleaner than some Listerine
What you need? I got it all, felonies and misdemeans
I'm just tryna make it to the crib, lil baby missing me
Five percent, drop top, I be riding offset
I been serving all this fucking Za in the projects
I might pour a double cup of Wock or the Hi-Tech
Aye lil baby said she liking how I move and love my mindset