Zell Banks - Baby Girl Lyrics

Lyrics Baby Girl - Zell Banks



Baby girl I can be ya blessing
Knew that shit was real when ya text me yeah
Aye don't cross me cause i can get domestic
I don't give a fuck about ya family
No I'm not the type to pop up at ya residence
But today you gone make me
Don't try to explain it's irrelevant
You gone drive a nigga crazy woah
I said baby girl why ya tryna diss a nigga
Knowing all these bitches tryna get a nigga
Playing all these games like you don't miss a nigga
I'm just tryna show yo ass the bigger picture
Bigger figures steak and lobster
Finger licking chasing money
Fingers itching
Niggas reaching index finger twitching nigga
I Just poured a four with my best friend
He said he's down to be my best man I'm Trippin Now
Look at me I'm different now
Dressing something spiffy now
Made a couple dollars so what's missing now
Nobody to share it with
Dodging all my calls ready to bury shit woah
I said Baby Girl I can be ya blessing
Knew that shit was real when ya text me yeah
Aye don't cross me cause i can get domestic
I don't give a fuck about ya family
No I'm not the type to pop up at ya residence
But today you gone make me
Don't try to explain it's irrelevant
You gone drive a nigga crazy woah
I said baby girl why you act so distant with it
Always in yo phone like you ain't with a nigga
Tell me all these lies like ain't no different niggas
Playing with my mind like it's a fidget spinner
Fuck that shit
Now I'm moving on to different thangs
It's a must we go our separate ways
Drinking lean to cover up the pain
Feel like fire running thru my veins
Aye I can't stand to argue
You turn into a different person
Bitch who are you
Aye I might dip tonight dirty sprite feeling righteous
That shit help my psych sike I might end up dying
Someone hit the lights lights lights I can't find em
I'm the crazy type type set ya shit on fire
I said Baby Girl I can be ya blessing
Knew that shit was real when ya text me yeah
Aye don't cross me cause i can get domestic
I don't give a fuck about ya family
No I'm not the type to pop up at ya residence
But today you gone make me
Don't try to explain it's irrelevant
You gone drive a nigga crazy woah
Woah Woah Woah Woah
Aye I just ran it up let's make a mess then
Doing everything that I want to nigga aye
I just want a threesome with yo bestfriend
Even though she gay and say she don't do niggas so
I can be the blessing that ya need
Read the message that ya texting me
Saying you ain't get the call ironic
See who get it when ya calling me
Lil baby why you wanna stress me
When I whip it out is you gone bless me
Shady why you acting shady
With that attitude you gone drive me crazy
Lately I been so impatient
Didn't wanna do it but you made me
I said Baby Girl I can be ya blessing
Knew that shit was real when ya text me yeah
Aye don't cross me cause i can get domestic
I don't give a fuck about ya family
No I'm not the type to pop up at ya residence
But today you gone make me
Don't try to explain it's irrelevant
You gone drive a nigga crazy woah
Woah Woah Woah Woah



Writer(s): Jamarr Baker


Zell Banks - Baby Girl
Album Baby Girl
date of release
21-03-2019



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