Baby Are You Home Lyrics - Singles - Lil Uzi Vert

Yeah, she call my phone 

Ask me what I'm on 

Baby, is you home 

I'm in the area 

Tell me what he on 

He ain't scaring none 

You know why you text my phone 

Tell me if you home 

Like, Baby are you home 

Baby are you home 

Baby are you home 

Baby are you home 

Baby are you home 

Baby are you home 

Baby are you home 

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Like, counting all my dough 

With my eyes closed 

I don't trust a hoe 

But, I trust my own 

Like, money in my pants 

Sticking out my thigh roll 

Yes, Lil Uzi, like hit that eye roll 

I don't got no money, that's a lie hoe 

Kinda got messy, got rid of my side hoe 

I don't wanna fuck you if you a dry hoe 

Up in Mexico with the plug, eating Pico de Gallo 

You a rockstar, now pills try those 

Traded in my chocolate, now I got a bright hoe 

Man I got my head right 

Man I got my bread right 

Livin' my life just so right 

You can see my diamonds at night 

Girl you know I'm higher than a satellite 

Can I come over, or are you the playin' type? 

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Yeah, she call my phone 

Ask me what I'm on 

Baby, is you home 

I'm in the area 

Tell me what he on 

He ain't scaring none 

You know why you text my phone 

Tell me if you home 

Like, Baby are you home 

Baby are you home 

Baby are you home 

Baby are you home 

Baby are you home 

Baby are you home 

Baby are you home 

Yes, but boy you do not know me 

Boy you ain't my homie 

Ballin' like I'm Kobe 

Now, I'm ballin' like Ginobili 

Like, boy your style so oldie 

Balding like Ginobili 

Pull up in that Porsche 

Brittany in the Lotus 

I get money, yeah 

And I put that on my oldest 

I ain't got no kids, so I put that on my Rollie 

They say that he real, so that nigga got to show me 

And that nigga homies, really ain't his homies 

I got red homies 

I got blue homies 

Yeah, I got the gun, and it shoot homies 

Yeah, I got them crash dummies, they my new homies 

Girl, I made you famous 

Ain't no need to thank me 

Like yeah I put you first you're my lady 

I'm skrtin' the water with my baby 

Yeah, she call my phone 

Ask me what I'm on 

Baby, is you home 

I'm in the area 

Tell me what he on 

He ain't scaring none 

You know why you text my phone 

Tell me if you home 

Like, Baby are you home 

Baby are you home 

Baby are you home 

Baby are you home 

Baby are you home 

Baby are you home 

Baby are you home 

Tell me what he on 

He ain't scared of none 

Baby are you home 

Baby are you home