Lil Baby, Rylo Rodriguez & Bino Rideaux – St Tropez Lyrics

Lil Baby, Rylo Rodriguez & Bino Rideaux – St Tropez Lyrics
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Lil Baby, Rylo Rodriguez & Bino Rideaux
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    "St Tropez." - Lil Baby, Rylo Rodriguez & Bino Rideaux

    Album: The Leaks
    Track No: 13

    (Al Geno on the track)

    [Lil Baby:]

    A lot of shit I wanna say but I can't say it

    What if me and you could take a plane to Saint-Tropez

    Kissin' on your neck in a jacuzzi watching fireworks

    I done put some shit on the back burner tryna make us work

    This shit gotta work

    Told you it'd be long, you ain't really know so you ain't wanna go

    Glad that you ain't fold, we had it rockin' when we was on the boat

    Dinner on the yacht, we took a pit stop in Monaco

    You one of a kind, I buy you fine shit you don't even post

    You chasin' your dough, that shit look dope, but better with a goat

    They doin' the most, I'm on some more shit, hardly ever boast

    Meetin' with LeBron, I'm talking numbers, my money in [Lobos?]

    I know bro ain't told them niggas nothin', that shit is a no go

    Sorry I can't play at all

    She told me to say my favorite sentence, I said "Take them off"

    I could turn your life up overnight, want me to make the call?

    Slime say he been callin' his BM but she ain't take the call

    I know that fucked him up

    Come here now, let me find out you been runnin' from me

    I'ma run you down

    You know I get nasty when I kiss and try to turn you out

    I give you another piece, no sleep, don't try to turn me down

    She like, "Bae, I miss you, come and slut me out"

    [Rylo Rodriguez:]

    Seeing niggas dyin', hoping they'll head home soon

    Bro inside the county, head to prison to get a phone to 'em

    They set Lamar on fire, I think about 'em, now I'm around fumes

    So we mad at you 'cause why you had them niggas hangin' around you?

    Kissin' on you, turn to missin' on you, know I embarrass you

    On the jail phone tellin' you, "When I come home, we goin' to Paris, boo"

    We fuckin' when we wake up

    Toxic, need to stop it, even fuckin' when we break up

    Thought that they was holdin' down, I lost some people on the way up

    And I be kickin' it by myself 'cause that shit brought me back mentally

    'Cause I was hangin' around some fuck niggas, that shit brought me bad energy

    Who would've knew them pictures we took on tour would be our last images?

    I just pray none on my niggas don't tell the truth in front your honor

    Less lean and more water, I almost fainted in front of my mama (Yeah)

    My auntie die from diabetes, I gotta fix my health

    I guess that shit running in the fam, I got to stick to myself

    I see her dissin' on the 'Gram, you should've dissed yourself

    I didn't put that pistol in your hand you know you killed yourself

    [Bino Rideaux:]

    Before you try come save the hood you gotta try fix yourself

    How you got game for everybody, can't get rich yourself?

    I'm tryna keep cool with my lil' brother on that shit bag

    Remember you would went against the grain and I couldn't get mad

    Remember you would went against the grain and I could skip past it

    That's why my kids'll never know what I did, with they rich asses

    I can't trust you 'cause I did you wrong, you want your get back

    Remember I told you I need you for closure, you ain't hit back

    So I ran it up, ain't go to your service, I'm want memories of you standin' up

    I told you all my realest shit, felt like I wasn't sayin' enough

    My scars ain't finna heal they self, that's why I be banded up

    Lil' bro got degrees and shit, can't be out here playin' with us

    I want see you win more than yourself and that's what's tearin' me up

    Before I let 'em bang the hood, I move my son to Canada

    I'm wearing Ralph like Angela, I'm travelin' with my manager

    I want see his daughter eat, I feel like it's all on me

    Find out them niggas ain't really up niggas, you could call on me

    And sometimes it be family, them trenches made a man of me

    You knew that nigga wasn't gon' take you serious, so you ran to me

    Spinnin' 'bout some real shit, but sometimes it be randomly

    You ain't here to keep that shit, well honey, why you playin' with me?

    I woke up one day and I felt like everything I planned to be

    Writer(s): Al Geno, Bino Rideaux, DeepHartt, HKBlazee, Lil Baby, Rylo Rodriguez.

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