Lil Baby - Narcs lyrics

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Lil Baby - Narcs lyrics

[Chorus] The narcs just ran in the spot Nobody was there, we got out I know they mad as f** They can't keep tabs on us We dodgin' the feds, tryna get this paper He on the grind and I'll see you later I'm tryna grind, go and get this paper The narcs just ran in the spot Nobody was there, we got out I know they mad as f** They can't keep tabs on us We dodgin' the feds, tryna get this paper He on the grind and I'll see you later I'm tryna grind, go and get this paper [Verse 1] I'm rockin' Balmains like they cheap I brought out all hundreds and it's neat I ride in foreign cars like I'm Meech Punchin' on foreign broads on the beach I got it all gone in a week, week Saved by the bell like I'm Screech, Screech F&N ride on my seat Hope one of you n***as don't reach I'm on that timeline, n***as watchin' I just spent sixty thousand on some watches I'm rockin' Tom Ford like a doctor I just spent twenty thousand on some choppers We keep them dracos, shout out to the shottas n***a we gotta pull up in apartments This sh** was hard for us, we thought we all was stuck They told me go get it and I went and got it Lil n***a I'm the one that got it poppin' Lil n***a pull up on ya, try to pop ya I been hearin' n***as talkin' But when I pull up on them n***as' head drop I got the streets in a head lock Straight to the money, no stops Straight gas, n***a f** cops [Chorus] The narcs just ran in the spot Nobody was there, we got out I know they mad as f** They can't keep tabs on us We dodgin' the feds, tryna get this paper He on the grind and I'll see you later I'm tryna grind, go and get this paper The narcs just ran in the spot Nobody was there, we got out I know they mad as f** They can't keep tabs on us We dodgin' the feds, tryna get this paper He on the grind and I'll see you later I'm tryna grind, go and get this paper [Verse 2] p**y n***a hatin', pocket watching Hope that they ain't forget the pocket rocket Everything I do is expensive, old school dash digit I been grindin' for a minute, I been really really gettin' it We was really in them kitchens, I can show you how to get it Turned a n***a to a fifty, turned a fifty to a dollar Take the dollar to your partners, show 'em how to add the water Lock it up and make it harder, Bentley ridin' with the mobsters He know he pasta, we hit on oodles of noodles We got the weight, that's a full one, damn she just blew me Pa** me the percs I need two of 'em Get to the money, I'm racin' b**h better check my trap, I'm gettin' money Pockets full, why not, FN on the side n***as try me they gon' die Youngins screamin' what's the price? I can't wait to let 'em slide It's gon' be a homicide I ain't gotta tell no lies, 4PF until I die [Chorus] The narcs just ran in the spot Nobody was there, we got out I know they mad as f** They can't keep tabs on us We dodgin' the feds, tryna get this paper He on the grind and I'll see you later I'm tryna grind, go and get this paper The narcs just ran in the spot Nobody was there, we got out I know they mad as f** They can't keep tabs on us We dodgin' the feds, tryna get this paper He on the grind and I'll see you later I'm tryna grind, go and get this paper

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