Baby - Aitch

I got me on money habits Paid in full and that's no cappin' Different women different fashion Never thought that this could happen She fell in love with a savage In these streets there ain't no lacking She want that Chanel bag patterned But is she gown but the habad in Yeah I got me some different habits Drinking smoking linking baddies Triplet mercs three different classes Never thought that this could happen Take a pic like which one's baddest Then give thanks I live so lavish Sometimes it don't sink in But I'm living my dream and The real ones back it Yeah I might hit some zoots but Money's a drug I'm addicted too Ex girl text she miss me but She don't gimme the feeling the fifties do 18 when I seen hundred tracks Not businessman was business yute Now when I have some kids of my own They can start their lives on a different route Cos I got me on money habits Paid in full and that's no cappin' Different women different fashion Never thought that this could happen She fell in love with a savage In these streets there ain't no lacking She want that Chanel bag patterned But is she gown but the habad in I got me on money habits Paid in full and that's no cappin' Different women different fashion Never thought that this could happen She fell in love with a savage In these streets there ain't no lacking She want that Chanel bag patterned But is she gown but the habad in Racks on racks I'm racked up See these niggas trapping backwards Give them Oscars cos they're actors I spent lacaag on this fashion Foot down in the foreign watch Me overtake this traffic With a suttin' in the passy moaning Bout her nails and lashes More money more problems Can't act like I ain't got them Back then I had to Rusholme If you grew up in Moston Yeah 110s and a Gucci hat Outside the shop whole group of cats Used to think nobody could move to man Pull up stinking of cheddar Used to put 5 to a benner Right now I'm richer than Ever but I can't lie I've felt better So money don't make Man happy I guess Cos when man ask if I'm happy I guess I don't think cash will tackle stress But I got a habit so cash affi get Cos I got me on money habits Paid in full and that's no cappin' Different women different fashion Never thought that this could happen She fell in love with a savage In these streets there ain't no lacking She want that Chanel bag patterned But is she gown but the habad in I got me on money habits Paid in full and that's no cappin' Different women different fashion Never thought that this could happen She fell in love with a savage In these streets there ain't no lacking She want that Chanel bag patterned But is she gown but the habad in

La-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la FaceTime, FaceTime, she comin' over, it's another late night Yo, my baby, she a baddie, got some hips like Shakira Fuck around, flew her to Jumeirah (La-la-la-la, Dubai) Told me she weren't tryna fuck on the first night But baby shoulda said it clearer, yeah (La-la-la-la, la-la) I'll be forty-five minute on the M way She told me, "Text me when you're nearer" (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) When I land, you know she screamin' down the whole place Must be deaf if you can't hear her (Ah!) Double my age, you know she call me Baby Aitch But there ain't nothin' baby 'bout it when you look below the waist (Woah) Skinny brother, but I love me loads of cake And all the pussy I been eatin' got me feelin' overweight Nothin' but pinkies in my stack No bullets, just riddims in the MAC, yeah (Ba-ba-ba-ba) Louis duffel, tell 'em, "Fill it up with cash" No brothers, just woman in the gaff, ah Take time, take time, you've made yours, I'm just tryna make mine (La-la-la-la) FaceTime, FaceTime, she comin' over, it's another late night (La-la-la-la-la) Ba-Ba-Baby, pull your panties to the side Baby, pull your panties to the side, yeah (La-la-la-la) So freaky, you a baddie in disguise, took her home, she gettin' nasty in the ride Got the world in my palm, brought some girls to the Palm Try say they ain't down, but I'm certain they are With some loose white brothers, pullin' birds at the bar On a last minute ting, they call me Fergie, you know? Grab it and slap it, one baddie from Paris Back it out, she can't hack it, said I'm taller in person She ain't been Manny, so I tell her, "Get packin'" Hit the mall with few bags and spend it all 'cause she worth it Pu-Pull up in a Benzo truck Come here, closer, tell your friends, "Don't look" She wanna roll because she knows I'm from the 016 And she just want that ghetto love Nothin' but pinkies in my stack Won't whip it 'less it's digi on the dash, yeah (S-S-S-S-Skrrt) I swear the girl was so pretty in the face But I'm glad I hit it different from the back (Ah) Take time, take time, you've made yours, I'm just tryna make mine (La-la-la-la) FaceTime, FaceTime, she comin' over, it's another late night (La-la-la-la-la) Ba-Ba-Baby, pull your panties to the side Baby, pull your panties to the side, yeah (La-la-la-la) So freaky, you a baddie in disguise, took her home, she gettin' nasty in the ride (La-la-la-la) Yo, my bad, I've literally just got off the flight from Dubai now Goin' to America I don't care, I hope you stay there, stay there That's not nice Well, it's not like I see you in this country anyway, so do you know what I mean? It's–, I thought you're goin' Australia as well, when is that? July 'Kay, well, whatever

They say love makes you happy, well this paper can too So I ain't chasin' no chick unless she raised a mans yute (trust) Everybody's blessed, shit, I just pray I am too But I got devils on my side like a play for Man-U But I bounce back Catch me in Moston with my trap players (skrr) Or in Soho House with some tax payers Young Aitch, ain't no fold in my game I make stacks in the sun, in the snow, in the rain I was seventeen, hundred thou, eighteen, two fifths Nineteen, few mill', twenty, was stupid Twenty-one, old news, twenty-two, new shit Twenty-three, still hot, don't say I don't do this (woo) Copped a lot of bricks, you know I got it how I live Shit I got ones that I can rent and I got ones that I can flip Tickin' boxes of my checklist when I drop another hit Then go and drop another ticket on a property and whip, shit You know it's A-I Tizzy, babe Changed my city, know I make my Lizzy, babe, yeah Cocaine white, Mizzy May Ain't no biggie, two-fifty, that's chicken change (Skrr) Yeah, couldn't pay me to stop This one's for all my grinders raised on the block Yeah, steady makin' their prof' This one's for my guys that are chasin' the guap Yeah, who was raised in the streets? Some got a day job, some are paid in the streets Yeah, ain't no tamin' the beast I ain't here to make friends, I'm just here to make P's I ain't tripping 'bout a hater, stay in line and keep it stepping' Got a watch for everyday, but ain't got time to answer questions We can talk a bit of business, I ain't tryna be your bredrin If I can't see money signs, then I'm slidin' in a second (yeah) Big boss, big stones in my wristwatch Royal Oak rose gold way before TikTok I was getting low blows way before lip shots Honestly I'm so cold I'm frozen, I've been hot I'm goated, ain't been topped, they know when the king drops Them jokers have been opps, they choke when the pin drops Yeah, still with the loccs at the chip shop Still puttin' all my pink notes in a kick box Yeah, couldn't pay me to stop This one's for all my grinders raised on the block Yeah, steady makin' their prof' This one's for my guys that are chasin' the guap Yeah, who was raised in the streets Some got a day job, some are paid in the streets Yeah, ain't no tamin' the beast I ain't here to make friends, I'm just here to make P's (whoa, whoa)