This Week Lyrics - Lil Baby

Cook that shit up, Quay 

Pulled up sippin' on drank (Drank) 

Told 'em that I quit but I can't (I can't) 

I just ran through a whole pint (Whole pint) 

Add a whole 'nother M in the bank this week 

Hope a nigga don't think I'm sweet (I'm sweet) 

Lil' homie graduate, buy him a new Jeep (New Jeep) 

Everything mine, I don't rent it, I keep (I keep) 

All kind of cars, nigga, check out my fleet 

We ran them racks up in the basement, we ain't have no 

cable 

Buy every bando on the dead end, we ain't got no 

neighbors 

Disrespectful to a bitch, no manners, yeah 

I was runnin' through bags on Campbellton 

Told the streets I'm too hot, you can't handle this 

I'ma lie to your honor, I'm scandalous 

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I'm rich, got caught with another nigga bitch 

New G-Wagon, '18, no tints 

Can't keep up with the money I spent 

I don't keep count, I just know that I'm gettin' it 

I be hearin' rumors they gon' take my chain 

I ain't really trippin' if a young nigga get it 

Hope you got insurance, nigga, you gon' die with it 

Breaking news, guarantee we make a nigga feel it 

We ran them racks up in the basement, we ain't have no 

cable 

Buy every bando on the dead end, we ain't got no 

neighbors 

We got the whole city on exotic, tell the plug to send all the 

flavors 

I never went for extortion, you can't pay a nigga to tell 

you I paid him 

Shout out the real ones who gettin' it, yeah 

Ride 'round the city, no ceiling, yeah 

I had to upgrade my living, yeah 

Took me some time, but I did it, yeah 

I'm balling, I stay on my pivot, yeah 

Label me one of the real ones, yeah 

I see 'em shootin' shots 

Any one of 'em hit me, we killin' 'em dead 

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Pulled up sippin' on drank (Drank) 

Told 'em that I quit but I can't (I can't) 

I just ran through a whole pint (Whole pint) 

Add a whole 'nother M in the bank this week 

Hope a nigga don't think I'm sweet (I'm sweet) 

Lil' homie graduate, buy him a new Jeep (New Jeep) 

Everything mine, I don't rent it, I keep (I keep) 

All kind of cars, nigga, check out my fleet 

We ran them racks up in the basement, we ain't have no 

cable 

Buy every bando on the dead end, we ain't got no 

neighbors 

Disrespectful to a bitch, no manners, yeah 

I was runnin' through bags on Campbellton 

Told the streets I'm too hot, you can't handle this 

I'ma lie to your honor, I'm scandalous 

I like how she watchin' me (Like how she watchin') 

This jewelry on me goin' insane 

I come from the poverty (Come from the poverty) 

This money ain't makin' me change (Change) 

Everything lit when we go up, yeah 

Whole lot of four we throw up, yeah 

My diamonds on fleek, they glow up, yeah 

Everybody sip lean, pour up, yeah 

All the PT's came from Cinco 

Hope them folks don't hit me with the RICO 

Still can make a call and get a kilo 

Keep it real, you niggas know my steelo 

Hold that thought, just keep that on the D-low 

We don't pay no notes, don't go through re-po's 

We gon' hit 'em up and make 'em repost 

I became a neighborhood heroTryna listen to my conversation 

Bank account a lot of puncutation 

Told the plug ain't no more situations 

Trap house rollin', Radric Davis (Oh God) 

Pulled up sippin' on drank, yeah 

Everywhere I go, big bank, yeah 

Ain't never withdraw from the bank, yeah 

Give a damn what a fuck nigga think, yeah 

Pulled up sippin' on drank (Drank) 

Told 'em that I quit but I can't (I can't) 

I just ran through a whole pint (Whole pint) 

Add a whole 'nother M in the bank this week 

Hope a nigga don't think I'm sweet (I'm sweet) 

Lil' homie graduate, buy him a new Jeep (New Jeep) 

Everything mine, I don't rent it, I keep (I keep) 

All kind of cars, nigga, check out my fleet 

We ran them racks up in the basement, we ain't have no 

cable 

Buy every bando on the dead end, we ain't got no 

neighbors 

Disrespectful to a bitch, no manners, yeah 

I was runnin' through bags on Campbellton 

Told the streets I'm too hot, you can't handle this 

I'ma lie to your honor, I'm scandalous