Stiff Gang Letra - Lil Baby

Pulled up in a two-seater (Coupe, yeah)

Insides 'ghetti (Spaghetti)

Money, let's get it (Let's go, let's go)

Steppin' on a peasant (Pss, yeah)

Do it 'cause I want to

I don't need the credit (I don't say nothin')

Eighty on the Kelly (Want some)

And that's her aesthetic

Stiff gang on a bitch, don't approach me (Nope)

I go up by the week, real motion (Still runnin')

I can really play the game and coach it

I ain't dealin' hand to hand, I wholesale (Real money)

Baked potato with everything on it (Loaded)

Diamonds hittin', everything pourin' (Can't focus)

Sent the Uber, get away from me (Go 'head)

I'm a different vibe when that liquor hit (Oh, yeah)

We can't be all on the 'Gram, don't post us (Don't post us)

Motherfucker in my hand, no holster (No holster)

Turnt up, young nigga, I'm the most (I'm the most)

Twenty vibes T'd up on the boat so I (Ski)

Puttin' it down for Atlanta like I'm So So Def

I know how to hit the gas when the coast is clear (I'm gone)

You know I know you a ho, nigga, so, so what?

Get it done by myself, don't need no coconspirator

Thunderstorm when I come, I am so, so real (Doin')

They got brodie fucked up, I'm lookin' out for them (Got 'em)

Can't cry, I got ten tears drop in both my ears

I been fuckin' up Nobu before the deal

When I'm done and I'm leavin', she know the drill

I put oil on them bricks, I got motor skills (Got motor)

I need racks every day, this shit cost a mill' (Cost)

I catch her out of bounds, I'ma sock it to her (Sock)

M's in offshore accounts like a soccer dude

I've been dead broke before, keep my pockets full

Throw a sixty on the Wock and I run a lil'

Know I make me a lot off a lil' nothin'

Couple zips of that raw and you blow it up

Set up shop anywhere, I be goin' up

Trench baby runnin' 'round in this foreign stuff

Pushin' packs of drugs in the new year

Rich junkie, addicted to blue bucks

Different mind frame, I grew up

Really Mr. Let-A-Bitch-Do-Her

Pretty shit debatin' 'bout who first

Bro, I'm not his twin, I don't know who worst

She'll sell her soul for some cheap purses

Sleepin' giant, woke, I done resurfaced

Woke up in the Maybach with push curtains

We don't fuck with him, he a goofy

Smooth talker, right out a two-piece

2025, the new fleet

Kickin' shit with P's, Bruce Lee

Bro know he a pack, LooseLeaf

Ridin' in the 'Cat, red key

Go and check the stats, I'm OG, yeah

Straight out the jungle, survival is a must

I want the cheese, my pockets stuffed crust

I'm 'bout to leave, she come and touch me up

Got her own business account, I'm the plug

I'm out in Vegas, blicky on my hip

Three hundred K, the charges disappear

I really made it, I used to work a flip

I ain't gon' play, came through dunkin' off the dribble

Bro wanna take on the trial, let's do it

Know how to move, I locked in with the Jews

Passin' out Hermès, for Christmas, I'm Scrooge

No, I can't let her, I'm stickin' to mood

I like the way that she fuck, she the coolest

Models, she love a hood nigga, they bougie

Dig the dude, put the grave on my tombstone

Hit him straight in this shit if he move wrong

Virgil Maybach, I'm swervin' a two-tone

Thirty deep in the spot like a group home

Drive her crazy, she think I put wood on her

We gon' lay, catch 'em lackin' move on 'em

Yeah, I'm hot, check the temp', but I'm cool on

Take some furs, I'm workin' my move on her

Give her curve, I'm puttin' that spoon on her

Out in Saudi, I'm pushin' a fur coat (Wheezy outta here)