Baby Money Ft Lil Yachty – Lawyer Fees Lyrics

Lawyer Fees Lyrics by Baby Money Ft Lil Yachty

[Intro]
(Helluva made this beat, baby)

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Nigga, I spent six figures just on lawyer fees
All I do is count cash, bitches be boring me
Hoes pull up, it’s two for one just like it’s Applebee’s
I ain’t have to trap, I used to scam, shit worked out for me
You rap ’bout being rich when you know it’s fiction
My dog looked up to Robert Nixon, told him he was tripping
Niggas tried to press and flashed a pistol, so we got to blitzing
​iPhone 6 do more tricks than a video vixen
Fucked a bitch who had no car, I told her time was ticking
I get out, put Rosie on that corner with that stick out
Talkin’ to me left, bro shoot him dead in his dick house
I bought a new trench, apply G6, I think I’m whippеd now
How your rapper say they can’t call no one in his cliquе now?
How I bought new Benzes? I got new switches for my FNs
Bro just hit a spike, his sales is up, that shit tremendous
I just left the range, my shit was singin’ like Sean Mendez

[Verse 2: Baby Money]
A half a million in a small bag, I got the big head
Count it up wearin’ Vlone, I got rich friends
A four of Wocky in a small Sprite, I need a kickstand
This rap shit don’t work, I’ma turn into a hitman
These niggas talk ’bout big bags, but niggas ain’t copping
How you arguin’ on Instagram like niggas ain’t dropping?
Started with scams and five racks and make fifty-eight thousand
A hundred round with ninety-nine, I call this chopper Jae Crowder
This rose gold, no copper, catch a load in an hour
My bitch kit look like mine and I just Rollied my mama
I drink Cris’ for all the times I used to go to the fountain
I took trips for my stash, I had to go to the mountains
Twenty pints in the crib and I’m holdin’ them hostage
Made so much money with the plug, that nigga told me I’m family
My first Presi’, I held it in my hand like a Grammy
I just waited on my turn, now these niggas can’t stand me

[Outro: Baby Money]
Easy Money