Lil Baby – Live Off My Closet Lyrics

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[Intro: Lil Baby]
Who made this beat?
Drippin’
Twysted Genius, baby
I’m just drippin’

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I could live out my closet before I go broke (Broke)
I got too many cars, I ain’t carryin’ no note (Note)
Too many chains, go to sleep, I might choke (Choke)
I be sippin’ on syrup, I ain’t drivin’ no boat (Boat)
We in the store, she don’t know which one gold
Just be thinkin’ that she slick, but I’m buyin’ ’em both
We own Rodeo, lil’ bro got this heater
I walk in my crib and buy everyone coats

[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
I’m a hyena since everyone goats
Tenfold of shooters pull up and they scope
I got the drop on the opp, it’s a go
I get two hundred racks every night for a show
I know it’s a blessin’
Christian Dior, enjoying these livings
I just hope I can duck into Heaven
I just front on the actress for breakfast, I hope she ain’t missin’ it
I just be fuckin’ bitches, I don’t be textin’ ’em
It ain’t no in the middle, shoot the messanger
He won’t let nobody get the best of him
Oh, you don’t know Scotty, take a test
Plus she wanted me to get in, so I left with her
I got too many women, baby, Hefner
I let the little bros keep the extra
I used the baking soda, we was stretchin’ ’em
Making these deals, know what’s coming, decimals
Know I might get bored and buy the bitch a hair salon
I’ma pay for it, bruh, ain’t never have to front
I make a million dollars every other month
As soon as I get done, I’ma give her some
Not like the rest of ’em, I’m a different one
I had to shoot back, I ain’t get to run
Can’t let a fuck nigga take my mama’s stuff

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I could live out my closet before I go broke (Broke)
I got too many cars, I ain’t carryin’ no note (Note)
Too many chains, go to sleep, I might choke (Choke)
I be sippin’ on syrup, I ain’t drivin’ no boat (Boat)
We in the store, she don’t know which one gold
Just be thinkin’ that she slick, but I’m buyin’ ’em both
We own Rodeo, lil’ bro got this heater
I walk in my crib and buy everyone coats
I could live out my closet before I go broke (Broke)
I got too many cars, I ain’t carryin’ no note (Note)
Too many chains, go to sleep, I might choke (Choke)
I be sippin’ on syrup, I ain’t drivin’ no boat (Boat)
We in the store, she don’t know which one gold
Just be thinkin’ that she slick, but I’m buyin’ ’em both
We own Rodeo, lil’ bro got this heater
I walk in my crib and buy everyone coats

[Verse 2: Future]
Grippin’ that raw and I’m breakin’ the law (Yeah)
I got too much Givenchy in the closet (Yeah)
Got enough cash and I’m drowsy (Yeah)
I got more oar than a Saudi (Yeah)
I don’t know what made ’em doubt me (Yeah)
Made a hundred M’s, shouldn’t doubt me (Yeah)
I got the jeweler, the mula (Yeah)
I go to Jerusalem, they call me daddy (Yeah)
Pray to Young Pluto, I’m kicking like Judo (Yeah)
I’m flippin’ this money the fastest (Yeah)
Bitches in love with the kid (Oh, oh, oh)
Really fuck with the kid, they gon’ follow the protocol (Oh, oh, oh)
Go out of the country (Oh, oh, oh)
Smoke on of the best bud, fuck on the best hoes (Oh, oh, oh)
Ain’t no more regular diamonds (Oh, oh, oh)
My shit coming with a passport (Oh, oh, oh)
And they worried ’bout the card declinin’ (Yeah)
I get three million cash at the Waldorf (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I done went to New York to spend at Dior (Yeah)
I got the gas like BP (Pluto)
Put the part up when you see the opps, nigga
No clown shit, we send ’em six feet
I done spent millions in the six six
I done spent millions with RihRih (Super)

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I could live out my closet before I go broke (Broke)
I got too many cars, I ain’t carryin’ no note (Note)
Too many chains, go to sleep, I might choke (Choke)
I be sippin’ on syrup, I ain’t drivin’ no boat (Boat)
We in the store, she don’t know which one gold
Just be thinkin’ that she slick, but I’m buyin’ ’em both
We own Rodeo, lil’ bro got this heater
I walk in my crib and buy everyone coats
I could live out my closet before I go broke (Broke)
I got too many cars, I ain’t carryin’ no note (Note)
Too many chains, go to sleep, I might choke (Choke)
I be sippin’ on syrup, I ain’t drivin’ no boat (Boat)
We in the store, she don’t know which one gold
Just be thinkin’ that she slick, but I’m buyin’ ’em both
We own Rodeo, lil’ bro got this heater
I walk in my crib and buy everyone coats

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