Featuring: Casey Veggies
Producer: Metro Boomin
[Chorus: Bricc Baby]
Do you want that Lambo, or that 6 4?
Tell me what you niggas out here juggin for
Juggin for that Rari thing, or that new Roles?
Tell me what you little niggas ridin for
You want them red bottoms, or them other clothes?
Tell the truth, I don't know why I'm fuckin with you
Is you drinkin wine, or poppin Champagne?
When it come to you, I just say IDK
I don't know, I don't know
[Verse 1: Bricc Baby]
Niggas they be plottin on the low
She said she tryna fuck with me for sure
The Rari or the Coope, gotta let it go
Fendy or the Luie belt for show
I'm juggin for the Rari and the Roles
Fly Krips at my stores, I design my own clothes
Stay down in the trap, ten toes
I don't give a fuck about a hoe
Do she want the Gucci or the red bottoms?
IDK motherfucker, I don't know
I heard you lil niggas be plottin on the low
But shit don't bother me, I keep the 44
Got stripes on my Raf, and I let the pistol blow
Tryna jack me, I leave bodies on the floor
Niggas love the gang that I bang with
I'm a hood nigga, I ain't even gotta say shit
My day one niggas on the same shit
Feds come, I don't know where he is
[Chorus: Bricc Baby]
Do you want that Lambo, or that 6 4?
Tell me what you niggas out here juggin for
Juggin for that Rari thing, or that new Roles?
Tell me what you little niggas ridin for
You want them red bottoms, or them other clothes?
Tell the truth, I don't know why I'm fuckin with you
Is you drinkin wine, or poppin Champagne?
When it come to you, I just say IDK
I don't know, I don't know
[Verse 2: Casey Veggies]
I don't know, but I do know I'll never love a hoe
Know I'll never love a hoe
Young fly nigga bout the blow
Ridin in the Coope with a roll
Just got ten for a show
Just did two in a row
That's twenty bands I'm bout to blow
Let's go
I hit her last night, she gave me brain
IDK, I don't really know her name
But I just spent ten thousand on some fraims
They Versace, they Fendy, they crazy
I feel like every bad bitch want Casey
The Veggies don't want a chick basic
I only want her if she boosted and amazing
Old ass niggas gettin money
Young ass nigga bout to take it
These niggas, they gave me shit
That's why I dropped a hundred bands on a whip
[Chorus: Bricc Baby]
Do you want that Lambo, or that 6 4?
Tell me what you niggas out here juggin for
Juggin for that Rari thing, or that new Roles?
Tell me what you little niggas ridin for
You want them red bottoms, or them other clothes?
Tell the truth, I don't know why I'm fuckin with you
Is you drinkin wine, or poppin Champagne?
When it come to you, I just say IDK
I don't know, I don't know
Do you want that Lambo, or that 6 4?
Tell me what you niggas out here juggin for
Juggin for that Rari thing, or that new Roles?
Tell me what you little niggas ridin for
You want them red bottoms, or them other clothes?
Tell the truth, I don't know why I'm fuckin with you
Is you drinkin wine, or poppin Champagne?
When it come to you, I just say IDK
I don't know, I don't know
[Verse 1: Bricc Baby]
Niggas they be plottin on the low
She said she tryna fuck with me for sure
The Rari or the Coope, gotta let it go
Fendy or the Luie belt for show
I'm juggin for the Rari and the Roles
Fly Krips at my stores, I design my own clothes
Stay down in the trap, ten toes
I don't give a fuck about a hoe
Do she want the Gucci or the red bottoms?
IDK motherfucker, I don't know
I heard you lil niggas be plottin on the low
But shit don't bother me, I keep the 44
Got stripes on my Raf, and I let the pistol blow
Tryna jack me, I leave bodies on the floor
Niggas love the gang that I bang with
I'm a hood nigga, I ain't even gotta say shit
My day one niggas on the same shit
Feds come, I don't know where he is
[Chorus: Bricc Baby]
Do you want that Lambo, or that 6 4?
Tell me what you niggas out here juggin for
Juggin for that Rari thing, or that new Roles?
Tell me what you little niggas ridin for
You want them red bottoms, or them other clothes?
Tell the truth, I don't know why I'm fuckin with you
Is you drinkin wine, or poppin Champagne?
When it come to you, I just say IDK
I don't know, I don't know
[Verse 2: Casey Veggies]
I don't know, but I do know I'll never love a hoe
Know I'll never love a hoe
Young fly nigga bout the blow
Ridin in the Coope with a roll
Just got ten for a show
Just did two in a row
That's twenty bands I'm bout to blow
Let's go
I hit her last night, she gave me brain
IDK, I don't really know her name
But I just spent ten thousand on some fraims
They Versace, they Fendy, they crazy
I feel like every bad bitch want Casey
The Veggies don't want a chick basic
I only want her if she boosted and amazing
Old ass niggas gettin money
Young ass nigga bout to take it
These niggas, they gave me shit
That's why I dropped a hundred bands on a whip
[Chorus: Bricc Baby]
Do you want that Lambo, or that 6 4?
Tell me what you niggas out here juggin for
Juggin for that Rari thing, or that new Roles?
Tell me what you little niggas ridin for
You want them red bottoms, or them other clothes?
Tell the truth, I don't know why I'm fuckin with you
Is you drinkin wine, or poppin Champagne?
When it come to you, I just say IDK
I don't know, I don't know