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That aint DaBaby, thats my baby Yeah, yeah, yeah Haha Ayy Firzt on the track His girlfriend say she love me, Im the truth Im a doggie, when I talk to hoes, I woof There go DaBaby, that lil nigga there a fool We got bitches kissin, bitches gettin loose Either way, too wet to be some pussy, thats a pool Im on my tippy-toes and that shit feel like, Ooh I had to climb up out that thang, she had me through Yeah, thats the .40 if you play, that bitch go, Boom And I be dogging your lil bitch, thats my lil poodle Dont need no Gatorade, cause, bitch, I got the juice Bitch, Im shit, I know I smell like number two Check out my outfit, Im freshest in the room, huh His girlfriend say she love me, Im the truth Im a doggie, when I talk to hoes, I woof, huh There go DaBaby, that lil nigga there a fool Im pourin medication in my Mountain Dew Got a bitch that stay Cali in the same city as Snoop Bout to fly out to Miami, fuck my bitch in Fontainebleau I fuck around and brought some sand out to the beach I got some sand below my feet I caught a tan with my lil freak Good girl, she starin, this shit aint cheap Look how she walk, my bitch is a boss She holdin my dick, she lickin my ball Dick in the .40, shot at your whoadie I had that lil nigga pissin his draws Pause, you do not want any action, my nigga Just cappin my nigga, quit actin You can get flipped like a motherfuckin matress Come and collect like some motherfuckin taxes Im in the store with my daughter and baby mama Got it on me and they think that Im lackin Im on my Baby Jesus shit, they cant believe this shit A Charlotte nigga makin it happen

Yeah, I know these lil niggas like to talk I dont really like to talk, let me pop my shit  I cant get them haters off my dick You know I drop my nuts when I drop my shit And Im the type to keep it quiet, dont speak Theyll never know its me when they block get hit My mama told me I should go and holler at my brother Just to let him know we all be havin problems and we love him Its traumatizin, you know, how we started in the gutter Now Im chillin with my daughter in a goddamn mansion Just waitin on a nigga, watching goddamn cameras Cheat code, nigga, Im the goddamn answer Beast Mode, mama beat the goddamn cancer And I dont really give a fuck about how you feel, homie Put the alphabet on him, put the AR on him, put the F&N on him Get to shootin at a nigga, have him goddamn dancin You know I keep the blick with the extension Never foldin under pressure, know I love it when theres tension Know I love it when its questions in my motherfuckin mentions Know these bitches bein messy, need some love and some attention You niggas say I aint go no flow, they better motherfuckin listen I be switchin up my flow the way Im switchin niggas bitches Im a different type of nigga, you a different type of bitch Screenshot, sendin out another nigga pic Riding round town on another nigga dick Leavin all them comments on another nigga shit Your best friend dead, thats what he motherfuckin get Know we lock and shake niggas like a motherfuckin pit Nigga better go and check my background, nigga Lay a finger on me, nigga gettin clapped down, nigga Know these friendly-ass rappers never shot nan nigga All you cappin-ass niggas need a cap, gown, nigga What the fuck these niggas wanna do? People think I like to fight but I be really tryna shoot, bitch Aint hearing niggas like they got on mute, swish Im pulling up and I aint tryna hoop, its A nigga thats the motherfucking truth I aint tryna be your friend, I aint cliquing with your crew And no, Im never in my feelings, Im just tryna get the loot I been rapping for a minute, nigga, fuckin make it too I think the blogs know we fucking, shit, but fuck it, thats my boo She always staring at me, she be tellin me Im cute I always keep it on me, shell tell you Ima shoot My house so fuckin big, aint even using half the rooms Its hot outside, I actually forgot I had a pool Football field, a nigga going NFL Basketball court, a nigga going NBA R&B freak, I try to fuck her every day Curly-haired jiggy bitch, it might be DaniLeigh Ooh, did he just say that? You probably need to play back Six cars in the driveway and I dont even drive I be backseat pimpin, bout to go and get a Maybach Name another nigga that can kick it how I kick it You cant name another nigga that be livin how Im livin I aint never told a lie, these other niggas rappin fiction Couldve been switched the flow, these stupid niggas wouldnt get it Fuck it, shit, we can go body for body He got too many hoes, lets go thotty for thotty Im not looking for problems, he try me, he try me I got white people fans, look like Scotty 2 Hotty Im not looking for drama, the drama come find me She dont look like my mami, I call her my mami Im not trusting nobody, dont fuck with nobody Not tryna re-sign but they tryna re-sign me I hope you not offended, shit, but Im not really interested You dont like taking chances, but you reaping all the benefits The coolest, you not cool enough for me and Im not feeling it My hearts no longer in it, forgot who you was dealin with Give me mine, nigga, I got kids I be sacrificin time for them to live the way I live I aint mad at the Corona, I been chillin at the crib I aint tryna hide my feelings, bitch, I feel the way I feel, nigga Yeah Who the fuck cant switch the flow, nigga? Stupid-ass nigga And K.i.D on the motherfuckin beat, nigga Stupid-ass niggas Go Thats my daddy

Ayy Let me snap off the rip I done got back in my bag I just be stackin my chips Im tryna roll up while I drive Im gon end up crashin the whip She like to cut up when she ride We gon end up havin some kids Im gon end up spazzin again I fucked her once and I had her again And my shit so hard when I freestyle No need in havin a pen I live it, I dont need to write it So dont even try it Im havin a drink on the plane I sit at the front like the pilot I know that little ho, thats your main Ima fuck her and run up her mileage She keep tryna suck on the dick Cause I drip like a motherfuckin stylist And I just got a DM from your best friend And you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah I just got a DM from your best friend And you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah I just got a DM from your best friend And you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah I just got a DM from your best friend And you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah I can see that you motherfuckers mad My bitch bad, whip-fast Im in my mofuckin- bad Bitch, Im a dog off the leash I need a motherfuckin muzzle She tried to play hard to get But I figured her out like a puzzle She get all the bread from her dad She get all the ass from her mother Her head so good it made me love her Her head so good it made me love her I had to say that shit two time She blow up my phone, get a new line Im chargin the ho for the dick She cant use a motherfuckin coupon And I just got a DM from your best friend And you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah I just got a DM from your best friend And you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah I just got a DM from your best friend And you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah I just got a DM from your best friend And you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah

Say they like me better when Im talkin’ my shit You know that, get lost with your bitch Got gloss on her lips, theres gloss on my dick Wipe it off and watch all that spit Bitch, Im a pretty boy like Belaire Still, like a bitch with red hair But only if she bad though, ’cause I done got boujee And any nigga touch me, catch a body like Boosie Try me, Im shootin No back and forth just up it, Im blowin Say my prayers and grab my iron when I wake up in the mornin And I aint got no time to worry bout your feelings now I’m worth a mil’ Through the fake shit, I stayed down, stayed on my grind and Im still here When I think about the times that they was lyin’ and I was real Wanna cry but aint no tears, wanna cry but aint no tears And I aint got no time to worry ’bout your feelings now Im worth a mil Through the fake shit, I stayed down, stayed on my grind and Im still here When I think about the times that they was lyin and I was real Wanna cry but aint no tears, wanna cry but aint no tears I done been through enough pain To understand that pain real Why they die off pain pills? I held it down through the pain You aint held for me cause you aint here I held it down in the rain I got all this shit by my lonely Remember I lost everything Just try to make everyone happy Breakin the bread with the family I wonder who wanna see me happy Had a dream Ima hop out a G Wagon I work my move Im doing me I keep my cool Im cool with me Fuck them chains and jewelry Feel the same if you was me And I aint got no time to worry bout your feelings now Im worth a mil Through the fake shit, I stayed down, stayed on my grind and Im still here When I think about the times that they was lyin and I was real Wanna cry but aint no tears, wanna cry but aint no tears And I aint got no time to worry bout your feelings now Im worth a mil Through the fake shit, I stayed down, stayed on my grind and Im still here When I think about the times that they was lyin and I was real Wanna cry but aint no tears, wanna cry but aint no tears You just a muhfuckin hater Im chasin muhfuckin cake I had to pick up some paper I just got some head at the bank They askin me how do I want it I told em all fifties and hundreds The plug said he gon get it low And give it to me and my brother So, I went and bought a new phone And I told the nigga to run it And they picked him up on a Wednesday And he was gon order it Sunday You know the way that it go Still, make a play on a bow You dont wanna stay you can go Thats what I say to a ho And I aint got no time to worry bout your feelings now Im worth a mil Through the fake shit, I stayed down, stayed on my grind and Im still here When I think about the times that they was lyin and I was real Wanna cry but aint no tears, wanna cry but aint no tears And I aint got no time to worry bout your feelings now Im worth a mil Through the fake shit, I stayed down, stayed on my grind and Im still here When I think about the times that they was lyin and I was real Wanna cry but aint no tears, wanna cry but aint no tears

Yeah, the lil bad boy did it Been a long time since I had no feelings Tryin not to smash on niggas In and out of town and the bag on different Cant get in my pants, cant fit it My bitch just brought me a brand new pistol Handsome nigga with a handgun with me All these niggas talkin bout real nigga shit What you know bout real nigga shit? Ima die for my family or sit in the pen Fuck you mean, Im as real as it get She just got her hair done and she sent me a pic I get home, she gon sit on my dick We was broke as the fuck, tryna get us an M Drive for me, Ima hit me a lick These niggas sit around talkin all day like some hoes, that aint how a real nigga get rich A years worth of rent on my wrist, I been through some shit to get this I know you lil friendly niggas lost a whole lot of friends to get rich And thats why I dont fuck with friendly niggas now and really never did, you dig? Yeah, the lil bad boy did it Been a long time since I had no feelings Tryin not to smash on niggas In and out of town and the bag on different Cant get in my pants, cant fit it My bitch just brought me a brand new pistol Handsome nigga with a handgun with me New Patek, hundred bands on my wrist Cant take no chance, keep my stick Bro score, aint no chance, he might miss Put that beam on his head, we strike shit Hollows explode from cans like, Oh shit Day ones, only clan I roll with Amiri my pants, Dior kicks In my bag, I just flex on my old bitch Got on they ass, now they say Im the G.O.A.T But I dont really think that I hear that enough She see Im poppin now, Im in her throat I remember back then she wasnt givin it up I went from Gucci to Prada to Dolce and Louis Like lately, Im switchin it up I keep a Glock in my Louis and two other shooters Like who gon get busy with us? Oh Yeah, the lil bad boy did it Been a long time since I had no feelings Tryin not to smash on niggas In and out of town and the bag on different Cant get in my pants, cant fit in My bitch just brought me a brand new pistol Handsome nigga with a handgun with me Cap, why you got all these bottles in the car? Cause bitch, its just me and DaBaby Cap, why you dont beef on Instagram with niggas? Cause that shitll make me look crazy Go to Heaven, Ill still sit in the cut, Im a hell-raiser I was dead broke, yeah, zero Niggas looked at me like Jayson Now they see the Boston Now they look at me like Tatum Ima fuck all these bitches, I, patriots, now they look at me like Brady I have no more opps now, they play, we spin they block down Someone coming, woo-woo, I think thats the cop sound Yeah, the lil bad boy did it Been a long time since I had no feelings Tryin not to smash on niggas In and out of town and the bag on different Cant get in my pants, cant fit it My bitch just brought me a brand new pistol Handsome nigga with a handgun with me The lil bad boy did it Tryin not to smash on niggas Cant get in my pants, cant fit it, my bitch Handsome nigga with a handgun with me

Ayy, come here real quick, bro, let me holler at you real quick Uh, uh Firzt, why the fuck you do him like that? Man, fuck all that talking, my nigga lets link Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Drop your location, my nigga lets meet Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Smoke, I want all of that, bitch, where the beef? Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Aint tryna drop by, Ima hop out on feet Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Stop making songs, get off that phone Bring your ass on, its been too long I got a hundred round drum on that K I shoot at niggas, I dont shoot at homes Why that boy hating? Cause that nigga pussy Send me a stepper, dont send me no rookie You ho niggas lucky that Im good at rappin Cause I wouldve been came and seen bout that cappin Cause I wouldve been came and seen bout that action If thats how he feel, he gon stand on it Im upping as soon as my hand on it This bitch a guitar, Ima jam on it Shoot up his car and then stand on it Come bring your ho ass outside My niggas know Ima ride If I say, It’s a go, they gon slide Man, fuck all that talking, my nigga lets link Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Drop your location, my nigga lets meet Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Smoke, I want all of that, bitch, where the beef? Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Aint tryna drop by, Ima hop out on feet Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your ass on, bitch, Im waiting Matter fact, bitch, Im getting impatient I make your ass do the race Chase your ass down like Im Jason I done got tired of your bitch ass I put that rod on your bitch ass I heard you was giving out smoke Well, Ima get high on your bitch ass I swear to God Im on his ass As soon as you see me its up Why you think you aint see me get touched? But these niggas aint really with that My niggas cant wait to fix that We come kick the door at your kickback Shoot at you and your bros til it click-clack Then go fuck on your ho for some get-back Man, fuck all that talking, my nigga lets link Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Drop your location, my nigga lets meet Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Smoke, I want all of that, bitch, where the beef? Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Aint tryna drop by, Ima hop out on feet Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street

When I look at you, yeah, I see forever Yeah, I made mistakes, baby, I aint know no better And when we fell in love, you made me feel special I want you right here in my arms forever, oh-oh-oh I can see us vibin for the rest of our days Jumpin over hurdles that try to get in our way And they can say what they wanna say Baby, we can go all the way Just take my hand and follow me, yeah I want you and only you, yes, I do I wanna kick it like kung fu, wanna see what the drums do And you know I could tell no lies and thats on God Cause youre the one that I run to Mic chеck, one-two, one-two No one compеtes, youre all I need Big flash, say, Cheese Vacay in Paris Youre my baby boo like a ghost When the tide rides, we gon flow Yeah, they try to stop us like no, like no, oh, no When I look at you, yeah, I see forever Yeah, I made mistakes, baby, I aint know no better And when we fell in love, you made me feel special I want you right here in my arms forever, oh-oh-oh Right here, right here Right here, lets go I want her right here in my arms She really like me cause my charm She like, I didnt know you sing like that, I dont Im just givin out flavor , lets order a charter Wont go to the airport, lets fly to Jamaica I know that your friends wanna come with you, you can take em Cause Im not a bad sport , you gon need a passport Me and you are a team Ill be your bestie Just promise you gon love me and protect me And I know you got everybody on your neck And you curved em all to the left, everybody, except me When I look at you, yeah, I see forever Yeah, I made mistakes, baby, I aint know no better And when we fell in love, you made me feel special I want you right here in my arms forever, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh

Oh Lord, Jetson made another one Uh, uh We got sticks, what else? Blicks Damn, the ho wanna fuck cause Im lit Draw down, make him freeze like he takin a pic, uh Ayy, I pop shit , big fire, I tote on my hip Watch your ho cause she diggin the drip Im breakin her off, then call shawty a Lyft We got sticks, what else? Blicks Damn, the ho wanna fuck cause Im lit Draw down, make him freeze like he takin a pic, uh Ayy, I pop shit, big fire, I tote on my hip Watch your ho cause she diggin the drip Im breakin her off, then call shawty a Lyft We got bows , OG in the loads Big poles is takin niggas souls My nigga slidin for sure Aint no loungin, you stop and go Send a deposit to book the show We hit the stage and them hoes go crazy Nigga play and we wipe his nose I never worked no nine to five Its a thousand shots when I arrive Let him test you and its homicide Cant beef with these niggas, they not outside I fucked her and dipped, left her traumatized Lil thot asking for my condom size These niggas my sons, they idolize Big Stunna, cant beat me, they tellin lies We got sticks I spit crack, come get you a fix Drop the track, I send OG to blitz I can shine when I wanna, but Im still in the mix Them lil niggas hatin cause I talk shit Fuck it, lil nigga, come off me I swing that iron like Im golfing Too hot to handle, that nigga a problem We got sticks, what else? Blicks Damn, the ho wanna fuck cause Im lit Draw down, make him freeze like he takin a pic, uh Ayy, I pop shit , big fire, I tote on my hip Watch your ho cause she diggin the drip Im breakin her off, then call shawty a Lyft We got sticks, what else? Blicks Damn, the ho wanna fuck cause Im lit Draw down, make him freeze like he takin a pic, uh Ayy, I pop shit, big fire, I tote on my hip Watch your ho cause she diggin the drip Im breakin her off, then call shawty a Lyft You know I wont talk your head off Ima draw down, let some lead off Almost got a ticket, Im trippin Got some head from his broad and I sped off I would go and see bout these niggas They dont want no smoke, they want feedback and mentions It was gangster, I knocked the G off a nigga Wanna play with the vet, better be bout your business I brought a stick in the party Dont lay up, I just fuck and I dip, dont say sorry Im a big dawg, Im a young CEO They respectin my name, it hold weight, I got knowledge I went and got me a motherfuckin bag on these rap niggas ass I go dumb, Im retarded Wanna argue with me but Im too rich to argue I come offer your best friend a bag, make him off you And I aint out here playin tough for these niggas They just like to talk it, I dont do no talkin Ima finish that shit every time that they start it I make niggas bring out the chalk and come chalk you Play with me, Ima dive straight in your shit I aint doin no woofing, I talk it, I walk it Lets see how he talk in that coffin Put a hole in his back like a dolphin We got sticks, what else? Blicks Damn, the ho wanna fuck cause Im lit Draw down, make him freeze like he takin a pic, uh Ayy, I pop shit , big fire, I tote on my hip Watch your ho cause she diggin the drip Im breakin her off, then call shawty a Lyft We got sticks, what else? Blicks Damn, the ho wanna fuck cause Im lit Draw down, make him freeze like he takin a pic, uh Ayy, I pop shit, big fire, I tote on my hip Watch your ho cause she diggin the drip Im breakin her off, then call shawty a Lyft

Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, ayy, ayy And Im back on my Baby Jesus shit, man Just got some gorilla glue, it came with seeds, I’ma pop em out and act like its OG Ima go send them bitches back to Charlotte, got em for a thousand, sell em for the three Nigga keep blowin up my phone, cryin to me, tryna get me sellin for the cheap No, bitch, you aint got no receipt, uh, aint no refunds on a P, uh I got a bitch thats a freak, shes on my side of town, so she stay up the street, uh I dont like talking to broke bitches, I remain silent like they the police, uh My bitches know Im a dog, Ima go fuck another bitch, I need a leash, uh Baby Jesus, he aint from Miami, but that nigga ballin, then he got the heat, huh? Please dont compare me to rap niggas, aint no comparison, I’m too unique, uh Dunkin on niggas above the rim, shoutout to Money Man, he did the feat, uh I hit the yo, do a remix, embarrass a rapper and shit on his beat, uh Somebody, Im moving savage and put me in beast mode, now its time to eat Just got some gorilla glue, it came with seeds, I’ma pop em out and act like its OG Ima go send them bitches back to Charlotte, got em for a thousand, sell em for the three Nigga keep blowin up my phone, cryin to me, tryna get me sellin for the cheap No, bitch, you aint got no receipt, uh, aint no refunds on a P, uh DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, uh, ayy And I’m back on my Baby Jesus shit man

I told them niggas put me on, had to run it up on my own They was actin like they aint hear a nigga Now even when Im right, a nigga wrong Now these niggas wan see me gone Its probably cause Im a real nigga Nah, I aint trippin on no bitch ass nigga Be done had a nigga in a six-pack get a shit-bag, nigga The judge wanna see me sit back But its probably cause his daughter wanna fuck with her lil thick ass My rich ass dont kiss ass Im the definition of what these niggas cant find Pistol packin, half the times dreamin bout slangin some iron Ayy, how you feelin? Im chasin money, tryna catch up on time I aint never change, Im still the same, Ill put that Glock to your mind Bitch, we die to live Give a fuck bout no Grammy, long as my son grow to be real That heavy metal Im rockin out, bitch, Im known to that keep that steel Since I was nine to this time, really done gave the jail too many years But Im a young rich ass nigga Check how I floss, forever ball Paid for a Rolls, my son got Lambos and all Im sorry, mama, Ive been hurtin, I aint takin time out to call Not even prayin, jump out the bed, I swear its hard to stand tall I told them niggas put me on, had to run it up on my own They was actin like they aint hear a nigga Now even when Im right, a nigga wrong Now these niggas wan see me gone Its probably cause Im a real nigga Today in life, it aint nothin like old days I say money made everything change Ayy, from my mans to my kids to myself I say he forever capitalize off pain Main nigga, big Rollie, big pistol Top shotta, don dada, fuckin gravedigger We let them shots off at you and whoever came with you While Im takin off, equip my brothers, thats a gang missile Stripes Nigga, Im official, fuckin a whistle, nigga Life They gon have to give me, fore I let a nigga take mine, Ima kill a hundred niggas They say Im remindin niggas of Pac Keep playin around on that camera phone, they gon find a nigga he shot Dead, they call that FaceTime, nigga Stay out the way, but Ill shake your whole gang fore you shake mine, nigga Solo, pushin the buggy in the store with the tool And Im pullin up Lamborghini, pickin up my daughter from school We grew up fast paced, no big homies to show us the rules I be havin bad days when I dont want to take no photos, Im rude Like move Ten times outta ten, if you ever see me, I be clutchin Ima let it slang and pray to God, show me forgiveness when he judge me Ima try to aim that bitch between a nigga ears, he ever touch me Cant trust a ho, even if these bitches really think they love me Long as you know, never let a pussy nigga give me nothin Nowadays, a nigga really gettin money, I remember back when I told them niggas put me on, had to run it up on my own They was actin like they aint hear a nigga Now even when Im right, a nigga wrong Now these niggas wan see me gone Its probably cause Im a real nigga I told them niggas put me on, had to run it up on my own They was actin like they aint hear a nigga Now even when Im right, a nigga wrong Now these niggas wan see me gone Its probably cause Im a real nigga

Im ’bout whatever, you can read about it I got 27 hoes blowin up my phone, tryna come and suck the semen out me They starin at us everywhere we go, you gotta be yourself, you wanna be around me And I’m stayin low from all the broke hoes and the fuck niggas I dont need around me Gotta book a show, you wanna see about me Cause I aint got no time to celebrate, Im goin in The streets used to love me when I aint had nothin’ But now that I’m up, they dont wanna be friends I tried to do right and they all turned they back on me Somethin’ I wont never go through again No time for no hoes or no friends No time for no hoes or no friends Cause I aint got no time to celebrate, I’m goin in The streets used to love me when I aint had nothin But now that Im up, they dont wanna be friends I tried to do right and they all turned they back on me Somethin I wont never go through again No time for no hoes or no friends No time for no hoes or no friends I got a new bitch that tell me that she dont want shit from me And I got another bitch claimin she sick of me, still askin what she can get from me And I know a broke nigga havin his hand out, he wanna act like a friend now And they wanted smoke until I blew they mans down, tryna act like they fans now I pray to God that they all understand now, play with me its a man down Im in the city and the rental van now tryna sell me a damn pound They give me a deposit to come out the house now, I get to paid to go out now Charlotte, aint no other way to get out now, less you show what you bout now Got everybody ridin round with that stick now, its lay down or get down Dont talk on the internet, dont make a diss now, its already lit now Go tell the associate you need some all black, go pick out a fit now My life in the history book and whatever I do they wont ever forget now And thats why I stay out here Cause I aint got no time to celebrate, Im goin in The streets used to love me when I aint had nothin But now that Im up, they dont wanna be friends I tried to do right and they all turned they back on me Somethin I wont never go through again No time for no hoes or no friends No time for no hoes or no friends Cause I aint got no time to celebrate, Im goin in The streets used to love me when I aint had nothin But now that Im up, they dont wanna be friends I tried to do right and they all turned they back on me Somethin I wont never go through again No time for no hoes or no friends No time for no hoes or no friends No time for hoes, no time for friends No time for Honda no time for Benz Pull up in the Maybach, old school cost more than your new school Shit so original but got an 8-track Im rich under 30, they gon hate that Money fallin, nigga rake that Ooh, ooh, ooh While a nigga locked in jail might take you to SHU SHU, SHU, SHU And I aint never ran from a nigga, put that on my crew Shoot a nigga with no chaser Move these bitches with the paper We done ran a on the baby sitter, it was Rich Homie and DaBaby I can never get money with a hater, and I will never sell my soul Still doin sell-out shows Still gettin bags in every week nigga, you can smell it out those I could pack a whole brick, motherfuckers in a Pathfinder Cam Newton jersey, cause Im in Carolina Cause I aint got no time to celebrate, Im goin in The streets used to love me when I aint had nothin But now that Im up, they dont wanna be friends I tried to do right and they all turned they back on me Somethin I wont never go through again No time for no hoes or no friends No time for no hoes or no friends Cause I aint got no time to celebrate, Im goin in The streets used to love me when I aint had nothin But now that Im up, they dont wanna be friends I tried to do right and they all turned they back on me Somethin I wont never go through again No time for no hoes or no friends No time for no hoes or no friends

I keep tryna pull up my pants I got thirty thousand in my joggers I got the pistol on the flight I just flew out to LA from Charlotte That bitch aint get shit from Christmas, she naughty In the car with her head down, she noddin’ And her boyfriend gon act like he with it Til I put this four-five on his noggin Fuck all that talkin’, just put a few mil on the table and give me a pen and Im signin I just cut off my bitch Cause you aint really with me, be honest She know Im a motherfuckin pimp, she don’t get steak and shrimp B done took a lil’ bitch to McDonalds Put a bag on your motherfuckin head, better watch what you said On my motherfuckin’ pics and my comments In the four Im a motherfuckin giant A king like a motherfuckin lion Oh, these lil’ niggas act like they want that We gon slide in your DMs, we slidin Better call up the homicide unit, I make em pull out yellow tape with the sirens They gon make me come set this bitch off When I pull that bitch out its too late to say sorry Niggas thought I was pussy cause they heard me singin to bitches like YK Osiris I got my mind on my money Lets run up some motherfuckin commas Lets go to the motherfuckin bank Bitch, Im from Charlotte, we blank Mama told me to pull up my pants Got them racks on me, mama, I cant I keep tryna pull up my pants I got thirty thousand in my joggers I got the pistol on the flight I just flew out to LA from Charlotte That bitch aint get shit from Christmas, she naughty In the car with her head down, she noddin And her boyfriend gon act like he with it Til I put this four-five on his noggin Uh, I keep tryna pull up my pants This big .40 hangin out my joggers I grew up around them apartments Now Im in LA like a Dodger Wont beef over tweets I send my young nigga walk down on your ass like he stalkin Uh, leave him fresh to death in a coffin Im on Runtz, from Cookie Im coughin Always up like Im booted on molly These lil niggas 12, they talkin They cant keep up, Stunna a problem I cant keep these bitches off me Yeah, we bringin eyes in the party Make him play with that stick on him til he say sorry Fuck who? I beg your pardon Wont cop pleas when shit get started I keep tryna pull up my pants This big pistol hangin out my joggers She eat dick when I land Hit from the back, she call me her father For my bro, Ill take the stand Hand on the Bible and lie to your honor Big dawg, you lil niggas is toddlers On the way to the show in the Sprinter with choppers I keep tryna pull up my pants I got thirty thousand in my joggers I got the pistol on the flight I just flew out to LA from Charlotte That bitch aint get shit from Christmas, she naughty In the car with her head down, she noddin And her boyfriend gon act like he with it Til I put this four-five on his noggin

Yeah, ha Big speaker, one thing about it Ima stand Im not the one I think you should fuck with Just lettin you know in advance I got a goon holdin a burner You can get left with a tan He a junkie for the dumb shit Want all the smoke like a strand Just protecting the brand Too much to count right now, I dont got enough hands They dissin, I know that they wishin I give em a chance You reach, I blank, you stank, Im goin to the can For protecting the brand Just protecting the brand Get the drop, go hit up his block The chopper hold ninety-nine plus one Thats a 100 some shots for a opp Put on for my city every time I drop Couple niggas stuck and they mad that Im not Hate that Im hot like whats under the pot Got em where I want em, I hear that a lot Big speaker, big stepper, still in rotation with the trappers and the jackers Hot boy ridin with the pump, asthma Double R truck, red seats, plasma Im hittin a bitch from the back, got her sayin the brand And free all the bros out the can Never see him, so we clappin his mans like hands Why would you play with the clan? F and the N, A and the R Infrared beam, it glow in the dark Put in the work and dont tell what you saw Im a big driver, controllin the car They ridin, Im wrong or right Lil niggas tote choppas my height I flooded the brand in ice You reach, you playin with your life Big speaker, one thing about it Ima stand Im not the one I think you should fuck with Just lettin you know in advance I got a goon holdin a burner You can get left with a tan He a junkie for the dumb shit Want all the smoke like a strand Just protecting the brand Too much to count right now, I dont got enough hands They dissin, I know that they wishin I give em a chance You reach, I blank, you stank, Im goin to the can For protecting the brand Just protecting the brand You know the brand, we winnin Better ask bout DaBaby and see what they say That lil nigga aint playin, he wit it Nigga know I keep fire on me 24/7 You get cooked like a pan, a skillet by protecting the brand How you standin on that? I come step on you like you a pair of tennis Aint that what they call it in Memphis? Know a few niggas ballin in Memphis Got a bag, Im with Bagg, Ima let you know If I pull that bitch out, Ima let it blow Nigga, you know Im hot, and my bitch a hot girl Well pop out like we Meg and Yo It was time to go right by the brand and your boy showed his hand That lil nigga was scared to go I think these niggas scared of the label Got a brand with my brand, way ahead of your label We made niggas famous Put one of yo ass on the news, now your mama scared of the cable Ayy, baby, what you gon do if a nigga walk down And he caught himself checkin the label? Tell my lil brother, Pass me that AR Like Im askin for salt and pepper at the table Cause Im a Big speaker, one thing about it Ima stand Im not the one, I think you should fuck with Just lettin you know in advance I got a goon holdin a burner You can get left with a tan He a junkie for the dumb shit Want all the smoke like a strand Just protecting the brand Too much to count right now, I dont got enough hands They dissin, I know that they wishin I give em a chance You reach, I blank, you stank, Im goin to the can For protecting the brand Just protecting the brand Turn me up, YC

​d.a. got that dope You gotta get fly just to listen to this shit Got a brand new Glock, Scottie Pippen in the clip But I aint Scottie Pippen, I be pimpin on a bitch You a sucka ass nigga, way you listen to the bitch I be fuckin with these hoes and Im flippin with my clip You be cuffin on these hoes and you kissin on that bitch Im on that young nigga shit Got a big ol bag cause Im young and Im rich Hi-Tech, Wockhardt what my young finna sip? Better tuck your chain cause my young finna trip Fifteen double O, what I spent on my kicks Got 007 type guns in my crib Make one wrong move, you gettin left in this bitch And I put that on God, on my set and my bitch On my set and my bitch Make one wrong move, you gettin left in this bitch And I put that on God, on my set and my bitch, ayy You gotta get fly just to listеn to this shit Got a brand new Glock, Scottie Pippen in thе clip But I aint Scottie Pippen, I be pimpin on a bitch You a sucka ass nigga, way you listen to the bitch Huh, slick pimpin, bitches want in I tell a bitch to swim, she gon jump in How you get the money to pay for studios way back then? Caught the boxes from the mailman Bitches eat me up like Mrs. Pac-Man Im in the race car, this shit barely got room, I drive it like Batman Bitches like my accent You tryna fuck again? See how it feel, she got her ass did Im actin like its real You must aint used to freak hoes, you tryna chill She told me she on demon time, I popped the pill Run off with the drugs, jack the plug, call me Jill I aint showin a bitch-ass nigga no love, thats how I feel Fuck a bitch with blue hunnids, they hit the spot, dont it? They tryna sit at the table, cant put no Glock on it The gangster shit, it turn niggas off cause these niggas not on it Cant even think of the cost of the shit you got on You gotta get fly just to listen to this shit Got a brand new Glock, Scottie Pippen in the clip But I aint Scottie Pippen, I be pimpin on a bitch You a sucka-ass nigga, why you listen to the bitch? Got 007-type guns, nigga, James Bond Well paint the pussy red, like crayons Bust a scrip from the pharmacy, save on Link a nigga with his dead homie like a séance On the phone with my plug, speak Spanish Make a brick disappear quick, go vanish Got all types of clips like Inspector Gadget Put Dior on my bitch, she in love with that fashion And Im-and Im in love with this street shit Chop like a broom and my young nigga shoot shit Chainsaw, knife, but it aint shit, thats sweet, bitch Left stroke, right stroke, now she asleep, bitch Ayy, now she asleep, bitch Fuckin on her bestie, she aint know she a creep, bitch Rocks so cold so my wrist look anemic Do like Michael Jackson, do bitch and beat it, yeah You gotta get fly just to listen to this shit Got a brand new Glock, Scottie Pippen in the clip But I aint Scottie Pippen, I be pimpin on a bitch You a sucka ass nigga, way you listen to the bitch

And I know that Im the best out Make a bitch burn my house down like she Left Eye, yeah On my TLC, a lot of freaks But aint never met a freak like my freak from the westside, yeah And I know she love me She dont wanna see me leave, dont wanna see me be the best I can She dont wanna really see how fresh I am She dont wanna really see me flex my bands And I know that Im the best out Make a bitch burn my house down like she Left Eye, yeah On my TLC, a lot of freaks But aint never met a freak like my freak from the westside, yeah And I know she love me But dont wanna see me leave, dont wanna see me be the best I can She dont wanna really see how fresh I am She dont wanna really see me flex my bands And she dont wanna really see me flex She know Im next, so she dont wanna really see who next Im knowin that she miss me, way I used to kiss her Way I used to hug her, way I used to hit her Not physically, but physically They dont know me, why the fuck you let em mention me? I know they hatin, they need company for misery You let em get to you, but I wont let em get to me Im talkin ever I know you probably let him fuck, I fuck you better I know you miss a nigga face on your FaceTime Never stay the same, I always turn it up a level You wanna dig a deeper hole? Well, go and shovel You gotta let em dig it, is you diggin it? I had to separate, a nigga wasnt feelin it Remember you was down when you was into me But you no longer in it, now you fuckin up my energy These bitches down for a date with me, but I dont really like to date So all these cornball niggas cant relate to me, and I aint even tryna hate And Im the type to let you eat up off the plate with me, but you wont even share the plate And if I ever ever went out on a date with you, Id probably stillll show up late And I know that Im the best out Make a bitch burn my house down like she Left Eye, yeah On my TLC, a lot of freaks But aint never met a freak like my freak from the westside, yeah And I know she love me She dont wanna see me leave, dont wanna see me be the best I can She dont wanna really see how fresh I am She dont wanna really see me flex my bands And I know that Im the best out Make a bitch burn my house down like she Left Eye, yeah On my TLC, a lot of freaks But aint never met a freak like my freak from the westside, yeah And I know she love me But dont wanna see me leave, dont wanna see me be the best I can She dont wanna really see how fresh I am She dont wanna really see me flex my bands She really wanna see young Gunna flex his bands Know a nigga fresh, got a cross on my pants Took a loss, still doin the best that I can Im a boss, I can do whatever you cant Ima fuck her hard in a bulletproof van Money extra large, stretch from here to Japan She know I aint a fraud, do you dig what Im sayin? I know you want me to be your man A bad lil vibe, you cool as a fan I knock the pussy out like she took a Xan You know Im livin wild, still gave me a chance I heard you fucked the dawg, I cant give a damn Like DaBaby, Im a player, I cant date her, man Im flyin past your crib, you can see when I land Im known to break a bitch, Ill never ever bend And I know that Im the best out Make a bitch burn my house down like she Left Eye, yeah On my TLC, a lot of freaks But aint never met a freak like my freak from the westside, yeah And I know she love me She dont wanna see me leave, dont wanna see me be the best I can She dont wanna really see how fresh I am She dont wanna really see me flex my bands And I know that Im the best out Make a bitch burn my house down like she Left Eye, yeah On my TLC, a lot of freaks But aint never met a freak like my freak from the westside, yeah And I know she love me But dont wanna see me leave, dont wanna see me be the best I can She dont wanna really see how fresh I am She dont wanna really see me flex my bands

Ayy, man, fuck all that shit, man, it is what it is, man From now on I look my demons in the face, nigga, the G way Hey, big bro, tell these niggas its whatever with me  Tell my pops I said, Whats happenin? Yeah, niggas aint fuckin with me, nigga Aint nothin you could do with me Im already broken in half, nigga, Im already empty Nigga, but at the same time, still full of love Nigga, my heart still pure I cant even explain this shit, nigga Its Kirk, long live G Lets go Started from the bottom, he an eight-figure nigga Got a cramp in my back, I was carryin ungrateful bitches and niggas I got it though, cut the light on and I see a soul full of pain when I look in the mirror Im broken now, aint believe in this shit Ill trade anything just to see big brother get up How you even mean to do this? Fuck it, Im in my feelings I wanna kill somethin too, G Had to call my Dominican boo thing Call me down, Im on FaceTime, a movie Shot me down on the page, niggas goofy Knock em down, pay for brains like Im Boosie Hate that I gave em time that I could gave my brother A shame how they turn round and do me Its a shame how they turn round and flip A shame how this money gon turn into murder A shame how they run down and spent em Couple more on my list and we still gotta burn em A shame how I still aint forget The nerve of you ungrateful motherfuckers who act like I aint the trillest And to do me like that, but you gon feel it Started from the bottom, he an eight-figure nigga Got a cramp in my back, I was carryin ungrateful bitches and niggas I got it though, cut the light on and I see a soul full of pain when I look in the mirror Im broken now, aint believe in this shit Ill trade anything just to see big brother get up How you even mean to do this? Started from the bottom, he an eight-figure nigga Got a cramp in my back, I was carryin ungrateful bitches and niggas I got it though, cut the light on and I see a soul full of pain when I look in the mirror Im broken now, aint believe in this shit Ill trade anything just to see big brother get up How you even mean to do this? I was carryin ungrateful niggas and bitches Heard you been tellin niggas I got up and left you in the trenches And its crazy now, niggas I put on once upon a time on my hit list I done got so fuckin rich, it be damagin my friendships Most of these niggas ungrateful, you get some money, they hate you I try to put you on money, but you let this money shit make you You aint ever give a nigga twenty-thou when he broke, never hear him say, Thank you , thats why I be on angles You niggas gettin handouts on the goal line, fumblin, still tryna blame me Started from the bottom, he an eight-figure nigga Got a cramp in my back, I was carryin ungrateful bitches and niggas I got it though, cut the light on and I see a soul full of pain when I look in the mirror Im broken now, aint believe in this shit Ill trade anything just to see big brother get up How you even mean to do this?

A nigga barely read the scripture, but Im spiritual Seven-figure nigga, thank you, God, its a miracle Turned on the lights and you see roaches in our cereal You cant touch me now, we aint the same, I still aint feelin you Give a fuck about your feelings, pussy nigga, shit, I got feelings too Nigga, we was broke , shit, we had to steal our food We cut like that, steal from us, shit, we rob niggas too First time I ever robbed a plug, nigga, I was still in school Ill take your gun, trade yo shit, come back wit a different tool I dont want that ho, aint coming back, bitch, I got a different boo Say I sound the same til my new shit dropped and they heard me switch the groove I dont play both sides, you aint one of mines, I dont like to pick and choose A nigga barely read the scripture but Im spiritual Seven-figure nigga, thank you, God, its a miracle Turned on the lights and you see roaches in our cereal You cant touch me now, we aint the same, I still aint feelin you And no, I aint feelin these niggas, Im numb Before I blew up, did my shows with a gun Still can go city to city alone with my jewelry on This aint what you want Treat this bitch like a cold when its cold outside I got it on, it aint in the trunk Soon as I feel its a threat, Ima dump You can play for the internet, you know whats up Rock out a show and I leave with a slut So many bitches want a lil nigga, cant fit em inside of the truck I aint no beginner and this shit aint luck I dont like the library, but, nigga, Im booked Damn, he done got full of his self Stick out his hand and it aint gon get shook A bitch say my name and I dont even look A nigga barely read the scripture but Im spiritual Seven-figure nigga, thank you, God, its a miracle Turned on the lights and you see roaches in our cereal You cant touch me now, we aint the same, I still aint feelin you Bitch

Ayy Yeah, yeah Let me snap off the rip I done got back in my bag I just be stackin my chips Im tryna roll up while I drive Im gon end up crashin the whip She like to cut up when she ride We gon end up havin some kids Im gon end up spazzin again I fucked her once and I had her again And my shit so hard when I freestyle I dont need to havin a pen I live it, I dont need to write it So dont even try it Im havin a drink on the plane I sit at the front like the pilot I know that little ho, thats your main Ima fuck her and run up her mileage She keep tryna suck on the dick Cause I drip like a motherfuckin stylist And I just got a DM from your best friend And you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah I just got a DM from your best friend And you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah I just got a DM from your best friend And you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah I just got a DM from your best friend And you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah I can see that you motherfuckers mad My bitch bad, whip fast Im in my mo- bag Bitch, Im a dog off the leash I need a motherfuckin muzzle She tried to play hard to get But I figured her out like a puzzle She get all the bread from her dad She get all the ass from her mother Her head so good it made me love her Her head so good it made me love her I had to say that shit two time She blow up my phone, get a new line Im chargin the ho for the dick She cant use a motherfuckin coupon And I just got a DM from your best friend And you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah I just got a DM from your best friend And you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah I just got a DM from your best friend And you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah I just got a DM from your best friend And you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah I know you mad as hell My bitch, she bad as well New Lamb, got a new smell The money is old and stale How I spent one-fifty on a necklace? How I fuck around, crash the whole Bentley? How you rich but your bank account empty? She want a little bit of Fendi She want some dick and a bag, too She better have my ticket to Cancún They mad, its nothin I cant do DaBaby got bitches, they comin through Your nigga got riches, I cut the coupe My neck so sick I need some soup My bitch, she rich, get money, too She love me, then I would be mad, too And I just got a DM from your best friend And you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah I just got a DM from your best friend And you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah I just got a DM from your best friend And you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah I just got a DM from your best friend And you mad, I know, yeah, you mad, I know, yeah

Firzt on the track Oh, you thought I was coming on some muhfuckin Some lover boy shit, huh? Thats what the fuck you thought I was about to do, some of that lover boy shit? Thats how you thought I was coming? Fuck that Look Turn up Brrt My trap phone jumpin like a beeper, thumpin like a speaker Cutting pretty hoes off I always been a loner, I dont really need em Tryin not to doze off Aint been getting sleep, I practice what Im preachin If I ever go pull up to my old school, bet I can fuck on all my teachers Im the fuckin goat, these muhfuckas know it This aint spoken word, but Im a fuckin poet This a .40, if I up it, Ima blow it Every song I got, I blank I see these niggas hatin on the internet, but I dont never see them at the bank Im at the counter takin out some rap money The teller tell me that I act funny Im going shoppin with the trap money I put that shit on and I drip I tried to sneak in that bitch with the rod, my shirt was too tight, it aint cover the clip Im getting high on the low with yo bitch, drinkin Hen while I drive Im control the whip I wouldn’t try this at home, I got on take a nigga bitch cologne Dont try to pull out yo picture phone Kiss on this dick, aint no mistletoe You know Im the shit I can switch a ho Get rid of a bitch, I dont miss a ho Forget it, you blew it, its over All hundreds they blue like they rollin Did my dance and I took yo lil ho She like how I be moving my shoulders You know how the boy do it, Im posted, I keep that shit lowkey, I still got that OG And he gon try to cap for his partners, dont know nothin bout me, but act like he know me And I might catch a flight to LA just to go back and shoot my shot like Im Kobe Then I go catch a flight back to Charlotte and get off the load by my muhfuckin lonely Cause my My trap phone jumpin like a beeper, thumpin like a speaker Cutting pretty hoes off I always been a loner, I dont really need em Tryin not to doze off Aint been getting sleep, I practice what Im preachin If I ever go pull up to my old school, bet I can fuck on all my teachers Im the fuckin goat, these muhfuckas know it My trap phone jumpin like a beeper, thumpin like a speaker Cutting pretty hoes off I always been a loner, I dont really need em Tryin not to doze off Aint been getting sleepy, I practice what Im preachin If I ever go pull up to my old school, bet I can fuck on all my teachers Im the fucking goat, these motherfuckers know it That aint DaBaby, thats my baby

At first, I didnt like this beat, I just liked the build-up She tryna fall in love with me, Im just tryna hit her She stalkin me on Instagram cause I dont fuck with Twitter Say she think her boyfriend scared of me, he say that Im a killer Why he say that? He better deal wit it Yeah, she gone now Got caught by a real nigga Wanna be on her own now She wanna roam out Tired of you treatin her like a lil girl She wanna be grown now She wanna get dressed and go flex when they play her song now You tryna take the bitch up the street, she tryna get flown out She tryna date, go out to eat, but bitch, we aint goin out Im fuckin her great, I got the keys, I can get in your home now Im all in your shit, nigga Thuggin it out, feet on the couch like I pay the rent, nigga She runnin her mouth, Im beatin her down, Im talkin my shit, nigga You ever find out, come see what Im bout, you know how I get, nigga You know how Im built, nigga At-at-at first I didnt like this beat, I just liked the build-up She tryna fall in love with me, Im just tryna hit her She stalkin me on Instagram cause I dont fuck with Twitter Say she think her boyfriend scared of me, he say that Im a killer Why he say that?

Yeah, yeah, yeah Ha, bitch I’m really Rich Okay, I got too many rooms inside my crib I’m on FaceTime with my hoes, bitches asking where I live I just sat with the label, but I didn’t sign the deal I told my plug to turn me up He told me, “Boy, you need to chill” And I’ma keep the fucking swanging til we got a fucking M Forever loyal to the family, never switch up on my friends Inside the gate been pushing weight before I ever seen a gym Took a loss for thirty thousand when I dropped Above the Rim They talking money when we meeting, ain’t no need to meet again Ain’t no capping in my rapping, so I never need a pen I like a freak to mind her business, tell the people I’m her friend I play for keeps I get the pussy, then I dip ‘em in the wind I’m a motherfucking pimp I fuck her once, I fuck again Yeah If I ain’t on Patron, I’m on the Hen And I ain’t tryna kick it with you niggas, fuck a friend All these bitches in my mention, liking pictures on the Gram I’m having way too much fun shittin’ on you niggas They knocking on my door Cause I’m different on you niggas How can I ignore that I’m the sickest ever did it? Rocking shiny clothes and dancing in my videos like Diddy I’m that nigga in my city And if a fuck nigga ever hatin’, he only hatin’ cause he ain’t with me And if a lil bitch you hear is talking down, the bitch is talking down because she in her feelings Know you heard bout Baby Jesus Everybody round ‘em winning I just did a show in Charlotte and bitches wrapped around the building And, I got too many rooms inside my crib I’m on FaceTime with my hoes, bitches asking where I live I just got lost, I used my GPS to take me to my fridge I told my baby momma she can work for me and watch the kid Before I leave I kiss my daughter, my lil baby getting big When she was born, I told her she gon be 13 in a Benz Steady flexing on my old friend, I just dropped my next again I’m smoking OG with my old head, talking shit and drinking gin Fucking rook, you know you should’ve checked the pack You bought the floop, I did the scoop Just made the play in public housing, rocking skinny jeans and boots These bitches hanging on my dick, they keep on saying I’m the truth Bitches see me and they squeeze me, got the juice I’m on the flock three times a week, for stuffing dick inside your boo She call my phone, I’m coming over Put it on her, she like, Ooh I’m setting trends for all these niggas tryna copy what I do But you can’t never be like me, you might as well just be like you Coolest monkey in the jungle, nigga, motherfuck a zoo Got monkey nuts below that AK, bitch pull up go with yo move Any nigga touch my family I pull up, shoot up the school Had niggas begging me to calm down Bet you niggas gon get the law now I aint finna talk to nan nigga on the internet Cause when I bump into him, I’m a drawdown Nigga don’t know what to do with me They put a wall up, I tear a wall down Fuck a nigga, I ain’t falling for it Never fall off, never fall down Fuck them other niggas, we ball Til they come and make us put the ball down I got too many rooms inside my crib I’m on FaceTime with my hoes, bitches asking where I live Nigga And I ain’t write none of that shit, nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah And bitch, I don’t play

Ha Fuck you talkin bout? Fuck you talkin bout, nigga? And Im still the prettiest chocolate nigga alive Im still the best motherfuckin rapper And these niggas aint really livin what they rappin Chophouze on the track Huh? Slow me down for a couple days, but Im back now Everybody wanna be my friend cause they know Im living what I rap now You can tell the labels, Add a couple million, Im still independent, Im the fuckin GOAT I still got my .40 on me in the produce section buying groceries out the fuckin store Yo bitch wanna fuck with a real nigga You aint bout what you rappin, I think she know You rappin bout guns, you got to use it now Make her back that ass up like Im juvenile Wanna know if yo boyfriend a ho nigga When my shit come on, he cut the music down She probably be like, Cut the music up Go make one of these fuck niggas lose it, huh I just met a bitch on a Monday You gon give me that pussy on Tuesday, huh Ima die if I dont fuck on the first night If she bad enough, you probably do it, huh They surprised that I live what I rap Reach inside my lil pocket, them racks Talk about what you dont do, thats cap Dont tell me what you gon do, Im strapped What that was? Thats how I sound when I go off Im stressin, I had a long day Got some head before I dropped your ho off I dont park the car, just get out Blank Blank still the hardest shit out Wake up, pray to God, and dip out They know I got the raw bitches out, yeah And Im the best motherfuckin rapper, man, the prettiest chocolate nigga alive, man Baby Jesus aka the motherfuckin baby aka think it aint on me? You know, huh Im gone

Yung Lan on the track Yeah, I know how it go You put in your work, you deserve it You realize it was all really worth it You was still on your grind, you put in plenty time And they didnt undstand You woke they ass up, but there aint no alarm And you know who I am Ayy, who you is, nigga? Im like the 2Pac of the new shit A hundred thousand hoes and they like the way I do shit Im the realest nigga rappin and my bitch like Jada Pinkett Im the fresh prince of my city, shout out Will, no point intended Ayy who you is, nigga? Im like the 2Pac of the new shit A hundred thousand hoes and they like the way I do shit Im the realest nigga rappin and my bitch like Jada Pinkett Im the fresh prince of my city, shout out Will, no point intended Ayy who you is, nigga? Shout out to Will Smith, Im a bad boy She pretty and she got that ass I asked her what she got that ass for I told her to shut up and back it up You niggas aint good, you dont rap enough Got on a bandana like Pac You gon run up on me in a MAC and coat I couldnt get right, the drivers seat Hop out and switch, we gon fuck in the passenger And you know I dont flop when I drop Everything that I drop is a classic, Im classical And she make that dick disappear like its magic My bitch, she do magic, she magical She came and hopped on my dick on a Saturday Had to hold on, she a savage Put the bitch on a play, jumpin her like LA Few, few, proud of me Im tryna deep stroke Gettin hard to hold on, I cant handle it Pull out and bust on her belly Throw up the West, Makaveli I get a ride like Im Pac Ima act like a thot if you let me Ayy who you is, nigga? Im like the 2Pac of the new shit A hundred thousand hoes and they like the way I do shit Im the realest nigga rappin and my bitch like Jada Pinkett Im the fresh prince of my city, shout out Will, no point intended Ayy who you is, nigga? Im like the 2Pac of the new shit A hundred thousand hoes and they like the way I do shit Im the realest nigga rappin and my bitch like Jada Pinkett Im the fresh prince of my city, shout out Will, no point intended Ayy who you is, nigga?

Me and my niggas the realest We dont fall out about bitches I fuck your ho, you fuck mine I aint trippin, we can switch em I put my hoes up on game Teach em how to keep it pimpin I told you, Dont talk out of turn You fucked up when you didnt listen Fuck it, Im done with your ass I keep the gun in my pants I had my dick in her throat I had my thumb in her ass She told me she like when I smack her She bust it open, call me, Daddy She snatched the covers of the mattress Strapped it up, I used the plastic She beggin to fuck with the rubber off She fuck me and suck my little brother off I ran through your clique like a ho Im fuckin like every last one of ya My bitch know Im a dog Make that ho give me a bone Ask if she make a flick with me Recorded that shit on my phone and Me and my niggas the realest We dont fall out about bitches I fuck your ho, you fuck mine I aint trippin, we can switch em I put my hoes up on game Teach em how to keep it pimpin I told you, Dont talk out of turn You fucked up when you didnt listen Now I got to put you on punishment I told you bout pullin that funny shit You tried me, you know I dont play So Im bout to go get another bitch Runnin your mouth like you runnin shit You mustve forgot who you runnin with Moneybagg Yo and Yo Gotti You do it too much off some other shit I thought I told you it was over You beefin with the bitch bout me and Im done with yall I keep a stick for a hater I pull it out and dump it on any one of yall I dap you up with the left hand. thats how I greet you Cause I dont fuck with none of yall I went up the street with the bag And I made a play and I came back with twenty ball and Me and my niggas the realest We dont fall out about bitches I fuck your ho, you fuck mine I aint trippin, we can switch em I put my hoes up on game Teach em how to keep it pimpin I told you, Dont talk out of turn You fucked up when you didnt listen

Mmm-hmm, and this whole motherfuckin shit, man This for my big brother, man, this for my motherfuckin family, man This for them, you know, them Yeah, the motherfuckin kids, nigga You see what Im sayin, man? Long live G This one right here for Shanyah Trust me, I know it aint easy to see what you seen and I hate that you saw it Just call me whenever you need me, you gotta be strong, hold it down for your mama Azari and Maya and Nika, we cant let em not hold it down for Messiah Ayy, big bro, what the hell you was thinkin? I dedicate this one right here to Shanyah Trust me, I know it aint easy to see what you seen and I hate that you saw it Just call me whenever you need me, you gotta be strong, hold it down for your mama Azari and Maya and Nika, we cant let em not hold it down for Messiah Ayy, big bro, what the hell you was thinkin? I dedicate this one right here to my mama Long live G, cried in my arms in the room and stood over your body I cant shake this one here, its too much for a nigga What the fuck we do to leave us like this? Shit, what you had on you? The fuck made you always feel like you was doin somethin wrong? Shit, we thought you was honored and now, your lil son is still cryin for you to come home He dont know that its over, you aint on my shoulder, was somethin that you could cry on If you ever was lonely, Im your baby brother, so this shit, it fuck with me bad I lost more than a homie, can go to the bank right now, take out like ten million cash, but I dont even want it This one right here for Shanyah Trust me, I know it aint easy to see what you seen and I hate that you saw it Just call me whenever you need me, you gotta be strong, hold it down for your mama Azari and Maya and Nika, we cant let em not hold it down for Messiah Ayy, big bro, what the hell you was thinkin? I dedicate this one right here to my mama Yeah, you know we Miss Lyndale sons, nigga, handsome-ass niggas Mama always braggin how her sons get the bitches Mama so nice, sons fall out with the girl Mama still friends with em, I done hurt your son feelings Mama dont care if her son sell soap Mama still pullin up to come support her son business And mama, you the reason that my heart like this Reason why my songs on the charts like this You aint never need a nigga, you the one gave me the hustle You aint never like us fightin, always told us we were brothers Wish I could tell my brother that I love him Wish I could tell him that I never gave a fuck about the money This one right here for Shanyah Trust me, I know it aint easy to see what you seen and I hate that you saw it Just call me whenever you need me, you gotta be strong, hold it down for your mama Azari and Maya and Nika, we cant let em not hold it down for Messiah Ayy, big bro, what the hell you was thinkin? I dedicate this one right here to my mama

That aint DaBaby, thats my baby Nigga, off the top, what the fuck you thought? I aint gotta wait to kick it If a bitch want me, then the bitch gon wait, I aint gotta wait for bitches If I feel like playin, Ima play with my kid, I aint finna play with niggas And I got a gun for every room I got in my crib, you could say I stay with pistols You could say that I stay with another nigga bitch, you could tell if you play, Im clickin You could tell that Im nothing like none of these rappers, everybody know Baby different And no, Im not no muhfuckin tough guy But if you play with me, put em up high My bitch, she got pretty skin and pretty eyes She look just like TLC Left Eye And I cant be fucking them hoes from my city But if I do, she from the Westside And I cant be fucking you bitches for free You gotta pay me, ho, Im that fine We in this bitch, now we on that time I dont gotta pay for the sauce so I stack mine And I can wear sweatpants like every day And take your bitch like, Thats mine And you gon go blow your shit on clothes and shit But watch me invest mine And Ima show other niggas how to get some money We aint waiting on tax time And I aint playing no motherfuckin scratch off Im tryna go get me some money Give jobs to my niggas, yeah, bitch, who the realest? I aint being stingy with money I told em Im Pac of the new shit You could reach in my pockets a new blue shit And Baby on Baby out now When my shit come on, everybody like, Who this? I know they gon copy the flavor I aint really tripping, lil nigga I do this Pull up to the scene with a new ho Them fifties all pink like they Nuvo Them diamonds be dancing like Bruno Tell Future to meet me on Pluto Tell your bitch to meet me in Miami I need a vacation , Im tryna bring two hoes Fuck around and come back with a J.Lo Im strapped like them niggas on Halo My sauce aint easy to copy, yeah they try to jock it Cant do what I do though I couldve dropped Baby on Baby and let that shit rock But fuck that, I aint full, though Yeah, bitch, Im still hungry, I need more I take that backend and play CeeLo They like my CD, its on repeat She clean up the dick , she a neat freak And you lookin at the best motherfuckin rapper in his face when you see me, nigga The best motherfuckin rapper, nigga, yeah, fuck you talkin about, nigga? DaBaby, yeah, Baby Jesus Baby on Baby out now, hardest shit out right now , better than all that shit Fuck what these niggas talkin bout, better than all that shit, the hardest shit out Baby on Baby, nigga You see what Im sayin? Better than all that shit, Im the best muhfuckin rapper Put me in the room with any motherfuckin rapper, you know? Yeah, yeah, nigga, fuck they talkin bout? We in there now, and Im, Im just gonna drop this, Im just gonna chill, chill, fuckin with Baby, keep rockin Baby on Baby out now , Ima chill, huh? Baby on Baby Freestyle I got 20 on my beat

Oh, Im gonna get right, yeah, yeah Yeah Diamonds loud like a cop car, yeah Im big as it get, yeah, yeah Changing up my call logs, yeah Invite her over, lets get lit Lets get lit, lets get lit, lets get litty Lets get lit, lets get lit, lets get litty Lets get lit, lets get lit, lets get litty Lets get lit, lets get lit, lets get litty I hurt my lil bitch feelings Called a Uber, told her to get in it Burnt out niggas be chilling I turnt up, came back with a million He blew up, then caught the body, he kept it solid, really dont say much about it He never tell them too much , he know whats up, he know its best to keep quiet Diamonds real loud like a parade Drumroll, everybody sprayed Cutting up with a nigga thot Fucking up the pussy, not the braid And we got bullets like the Navy Enough to spin on niggas shit for days I hope it aint no niggas in the way Light it up like Independence Day New flip phone, so the tap dont get it Just bad plays, aint no bad hoes in it Walked in the spot, it had nine hoes in it Just five minutes later, it was mad hoes in it Team, we can get together, baby, we can be a team We aint going steady, but Im liking what I see Five, four, three, two bitches, just one me Whoever MVP should get a ring All my whips is push to start, dont none of my whips got key holes in it All black Rolls Royce just pushed off, one rapper with three or four freak hoes in it Been working like a migo, gettin it Probably pull me over, its illegal tinted I cant even hide the way Im getting this money, even if I whisper, my Diamonds loud like a cop car, yeah Im big as it get, yeah, yeah Changing up my call logs, yeah Invite her over, lets get lit Lets get lit, lets get lit, lets get litty Lets get lit, lets get lit, lets get litty Lets get lit, lets get lit, lets get litty Lets get lit, lets get lit, lets get litty Making it shit aint a issue I got her shitting, where the tissue? I just pulled up in the Tesla, hopped out looking like fishscales I just was cooking this brown dirt Tell you the truth, made my wrist hurt Yall niggas faker than big turf Rocking yellow diamonds, but no Pittsburgh Pulled up, hopping out the Chevy vert Diamonds on my motherfucking ankle, Kurt Get a nigga whacked ASAP, Ferg Chrome Heart glasses, no cap, nerd Getting her hair done twenty times, just like that was work Sending them zazas to the town, all of my dogs serve Three forty five, my bitches I was trapping every pussy, I was getting my riches I came a long way from a damn Honda Civic Now it cost a half a million and a band, though Im chillin I invest a quarter million in my man, got a ticket Next in on Kool-Aid, all colors, no kitten I picked it, my Louis, my children them bitches Chopped all the doors off, Im living relentless I came a long way from the motherfucking struggle, nigga Hit the road with them bales like a trucker, nigga Lost my dog, ever since its like fuck a nigga Excuse my language cause you just a sucker nigga On another note, Ill never trust a nigga I done tied ties with some other niggas Found pride in my lover, nigga Carve a S with a cutter, nigga Diamonds loud like a cop car, yeah Im big as it get, yeah, yeah Changing up my call logs, yeah Invite her over, lets get lit Lets get lit, lets get lit, lets get litty Lets get lit, lets get lit, lets get litty Lets get lit, lets get lit, lets get litty Lets get lit, lets get lit, lets get litty

Baby Ah, bitch Fuck a nigga mean, nigga? Fuck you talkin bout? Im on they ass today, I just went and picked me up a bag today I pulled up on the scene with a bad lil bae She got a fat ass, when I smash, it shake Smackin her ass, playin patty cake Shut the fuck up, do what daddy say I think I got lil baby mad at me Fucked up her hair, she look bad today Told her, Hop in the whip, we can go get a fix Ima drop that bitch off at my set, she the shit As soon as she done with that nappy ass hair You can pick up your boy to come pick up his bitch Look at my wrist, thats a brick I just fucked up my Rolex, but fuck it, its lit I dont give a fuck bout no fame or no chain Aint no jewelry put me on the lick I just went sat with the label Niggas offered me a contract Told them niggas I aint want it The shit was wack, I didnt sign that Im the best but never mind that My shit so hard that they rewind that Got that work if you cant find that You cant afford it, we can finance I got one foot in the trap, got one foot up they ass, ditch your coat on the rack Got my dick in your bitch, she be bendin it over and bustin it open and throwin it back Im tryna go fuck a bunny Fuck all these hoes cause they dont really love me Im tryna get me some motherfuckin money If they free Meek Mill, why they aint free my cousin? I bet we shoot up your motherfuckin party If somebody touch me or one of my brothers I bet wont none of these niggas that talk on the internet try me, they see me in public I bet they play all my motherfuckin teachin Bitch, I dont rap, I be motherfuckin preachin I bet you paid for that motherfuckin show And I bet you paid for that motherfuckin feature Im on they ass today, I just went and picked me up a bag today I pulled up on the scene with a bad lil bae She got a fat ass, when I smash, it shakes Smackin her ass, playin patty cake Shut the fuck up, do what daddy say I think I got lil baby mad at me Fuck it, lets go to the bank Baby , racks , keep em on me like I live in the bank Pints, Act , addicted to syrup like I live off the drink My fashion is high, I live in the sky Im keeping my fire, I hope they dont try You heard Im on fire, but that aint no lie My youngins, I love em, I know they gon ride Racks, hundred, get em knocked off and wont think about it Lie to your honor Look him straight in the face and wont blink about it I just finessed for a bag today We wipe they nose, yeah, the nasty way NASCAR my car, yeah, the fastest way Fuck on your bitch, I dont masturbate I just kept it one hunnid, they had to hate I heat it up, and I blast away Aint do no whippin, its glass today She let me hit it, I had to pay She let me get it, you had to wait Im still ahead of my class today I do the dash with no license plate Nigga try me, he gon die today Im on they ass today, I just went and picked me up a bag today I pulled up on the scene with a bad lil bae She got a fat ass, when I smash, it shakes Smackin her ass, playin patty cake Shut the fuck up, do what daddy say I think I got lil baby mad at me Fuck it, lets go to the bank Im bout to motherfuckin blank My name hold weight, I got motherfuckin rank Im in the rental with my brother Thank We tryna eat, where our motherfuckin plate? Its been there with me, yall just motherfuckin late I need that shit now, I cant motherfuckin wait I bet you act like you motherfuckin know I put this four-five in your motherfuckin face, bitch Im on they ass today, I just went and picked me up a bag today I pulled up on the scene with a bad lil bae She got a fat ass, when I smash, it shake Smackin her ass, playin patty cake Shut the fuck up, do what daddy say I think I got lil baby mad at me Huh? Hahaha, fuck you talkin bout, nigga? Huh? DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby Bitch, Baby Talk

Tried to use my heart and they hurt it Tried to do my part, I aint perfect I shouldve listened up when everybody said, Dont fuck with everybody Cause I gave you my heart, you aint deserve it Tried to use my heart and they hurt it Tried to do my part, I aint perfect I shouldve listened up when everybody said, Dont fuck with everybody Cause I gave you my heart, you aint deserve it When you come up from nothing, its crazy What you know about your own people hating Im talking about your partner Im talking about your clique Im talking about your brother Im talking about your bitch She make me sick Im on a light brown thing, she all on my dick She look like Halle Berry, I fuck and I dip I cant do no muhfuckin favors, get up, get some muhfuckin paper I taught these lil boys how to turn up They turned to some muhfuckin haters Im cuttin off all of the leeches They taking my heart, tryna eat me Must of forgot how Im rocking They taking my kindness for weakness Anything I do outta love , so if you dont love me, Ima peep it That look in your eyes, its deceitful That look in your eyes, its deceitful Tried to use my heart and they hurt it Tried to do my part, I aint perfect I shouldve listened up when everybody said, Dont fuck with everybody Cause I gave you my heart, you aint deserve it Tried to use my heart and they hurt it Tried to do my part, I aint perfect I shouldve listened up when everybody said, Dont fuck with everybody Cause I gave you my heart, you aint deserve it They got me like fuck a team , and fuck a friend Cause they dont fuck with me , the way I fuck with them Who the fuck was there when you was fucked up with them? Just seen my partner go outside and I cant be like him So she gotta know how to ride , I ride around with a riot I put in my work in with the time , I put that on God, yeah My name gon speak , the gang gon eat Im sorry I got in ya ride , the tank on E You aint gonna be pushing , I looked down, you was looking Thought you was a hundred , but I found out you was wolfing I dont give a fuck what they think They dont really love you they fake The love always turn into hate The love always turn into hate Tried to use my heart and they hurt it Tried to do my part, I aint perfect I shouldve listened up when everybody said, Dont fuck with everybody Cause I gave you my heart, you aint deserve it Tried to use my heart and they hurt it Tried to do my part, I aint perfect I shouldve listened up when everybody said, Dont fuck with everybody Cause I gave you my heart, you aint deserve it Tried to use my heart and they hurt it Tried to do my part, I aint perfect I shouldve listened up when everybody said, Dont fuck with everybody Cause I gave you my heart, you aint deserve it

Look, shit, I cant name a nigga flow like I flow Get it out the mud like I did Told you out the door what Im on You probably wouldnt be fuckin with Baby if you know what I know I get behind her and she shake it, thats my baby Got this bitch thats from Atlanta, but I met her out in Macon Walkin out the radio, I got some head outside the station Ayy, bitch, let me hear some baby, hoes go crazy when they play it And Im the best new fuckin rapper, aint gotta say it, they gon say it Im always strapped up with that fye, thats where you play, thats where you lay at Bitch, go stream my fuckin album wherever the fuck they got my tape at Stomach on her forehead, head between my legs, thats where her face at Told me put her on the camera so later on she can watch the playback Fuckin with my people, we be at your door like a fucking place mat Thuggin like its legal, ridin round with sticks like we some Arabs Hoppin off the fuckin plane with 50 thousand and some Air Max My bitch just picked me up, she lookin good, she got her hair back Ridin through another nigga hood, they look, I stare back Have you plugged up to machines fuckin with me, gon need a care pack Know this shits so fuckin loud, I know they smell it, they think I sell that Brought the scat pack, put it up, finna pull back up, go get the Hellcat Vroom, nigga And I cant name a nigga flow like I flow Get it out the mud like I did Told you out the door what Im on You probably wouldnt be fuckin with Baby if you know what I know I get behind her and she shake it, that my baby, nigga Bitch

Baby on the flow I could never say no Baby and Baby got a go Hangin with  Slime and Gunna You  wanna play? You know its Baby and Baby Yall aint no money My flows switch up  Blac Youngsta runnin on  My brother Doshman be free

Even if I told you, still wouldnt understand what happened Rather be myself, if people look at me, dont matter A rockstar, nigga, just tryna keep it kosher Try to keep my eyes on my own paper like my teachers told me Soon as niggas think its over Number one on the charts, Im there vicariously Oh, there they go by us They pushin negative narratives, Im ready though Cops wanna pull me over, embarrass me Abusin power, you never knew me, thought I was arrogant As a juvenile, police pulled their guns like they scared of me And were used to how crackers treat us, now thats the scary thing Want anything we good at and we cherish it Now we all fed up and niggas comin back for everything Rockstars, nigga, just watch the news, they burnin cop cars, nigga Kill another nigga, break the law, then call us outlaws, nigga What happened? Want us to keep it peaceful Shoulda seen them hatin bitches face when I bought that Lamborghini Throw up my middle finger, police cant catch me, this a

Oh Lord, Jetson made another one Comin with the money, got the backend with me Nigga, better act like you hear me I aint gotta run up with the pack, come get it I dont wanna hear you rap, Im chillin I aint got time, finna keep no ho I dont really got no feelings Really got rich and got to keep my soul And thats a good goddamn feelin Comin with the money, got the backend with me Nigga, better act like you hear me I aint gotta run up with the pack, come get it I dont wanna hear you rap, Im chillin I aint got time, finna keep no ho I dont really got no feelings Really got rich and got to keep my soul And thats a good goddamn feelin You gon have to leave I fucked up the game, stay with the gang, so they after me Its blood on my name and it left a stain, but Im comin clean Cause Ive seen shit I wont forget, its all in my dreams And whenever I trip, I still wont quit cause I want me At the house with your bitch givin her dick while youre out with your team And its no love for them, shit, they aint got no love for me Ima keep fuckin these fuck niggas hoes On the stage at my show with a pole in my jeans And I still got that iron, I aint talkin clothes, I aint talkin crease Now the money dont fold, I leave it at home, its right here with me Bitch, Im... Comin with the money, got the backend with me Nigga, better act like you hear me I aint gotta run up with the pack, come get it I dont wanna hear you rap, Im chillin I aint got time, finna keep no ho I dont really got no feelings Really got rich and got to keep my soul And thats a good goddamn feelin Comin with the money, got the backend with me Nigga, better act like you hear me I aint gotta run up with the pack, come get it I dont wanna hear you rap, Im chillin I aint got time, finna keep no ho I dont really got no feelings Really got rich and got to keep my soul And thats a good goddamn feelin Huh, thats a good feelin You aint with the gang, fuck out the way, its me and my niggas Member back in the day when we wasnt straight, they didnt feel us Now we all got a plate and we eatin steak cause we handle business Now we all goin baby Got these broads goin crazy Fore they knew who I was I was already blankin Had them bows in the pantry Got your ho by her ankles Yeah Im armed and Im dangerous I will stop my performance and spank you These niggas pussy, wanna send me to booking Im one deep in a hoodie, put that heat on a bully And bitch, Im... Comin with the money, got the backend with me Nigga, better act like you hear me I aint gotta run up with the pack, come get it I dont wanna hear you rap, Im chillin I aint got time, finna keep no ho I dont really got no feelings Really got rich and got to keep my soul And thats a good goddamn feelin Comin with the money, got the backend with me Nigga, better act like you hear me I aint gotta run up with the pack, come get it I dont wanna hear you rap, Im chillin I aint got time, finna keep no ho I dont really got no feelings Really got rich and got to keep my soul And thats a good goddamn feelin

Rich nigga cant have no feelings, more money, more problems we got You can fuck around, get yo head bust for tryna be somethin you not I got a place for you on a t-shirt and a date for you to see Pac And when I walk in, I dont even touch them hoes When I leave, they gon follow me out And when I walk in I dont even touch them hoes When I leave, they gon follow me out, watch this Fuck what these niggas talkin about I just created a lane and took over the muhfuckin game And they soughted me out I just got three hundred K for a show during COVID-19 Im still hot in the drought Im on fire, nigga They cant tell you I aint keep it real What she gon do? My bitch eat the dick like its ribs I got the stick, we gon see who gon live House big as a bitch, my shit MTV Cribs He asked for feature, but my shit aint cheap Nigga better save up, I aint givin no deals I had to say this shit two times For all the broke boys in the back that act like they aint hear me I put this bitch on the map, went and got all the platinum plaques Brought em back to the city She got a thang for me, she wanna pull out my dick And go, Baby, and give it a hickey Aint been on the stage in a minute But still on TV everyday, nigga shouldve went Disney Rich nigga cant have no feelings, more money, more problems we got You can fuck around, get yo head bust for tryna be somethin you not I got a place for you on a t-shirt and a date for you to see Pac And when I walk in, I dont even touch them hoes When I leave, they gon follow me out And when I walk in I dont even touch them hoes Rich nigga cant have no feelings, more money, more problems we got You can fuck around, get yo head bust for tryna be somethin you not I got a place for you on a t-shirt and a date for you to see Pac And when I walk in, I dont even touch them hoes When I leave, they gon follow me out And when I walk in I dont even touch them hoes Its up and its stuck if you try me I got a dub for the body I be surrounded with steppers Whole hunnid thou for the necklace Nothin but dick for these bitches All of the blogs gettin messy Im passin right now if you test me Im layin them down, get a stretcher I was the one out the gate that told you that you gotta stay down for your blessin I was the one, took the trip to L.A. to go pick up the pounds, they was heavy Sittin on fifteen Ms, Im rich I own my house and all ten of my cars Tell a hatin-ass nigga, Get the fuck off my dick I dont wanna hear a hatin nigga bumpin my shit Turn my shit off and go play one of them other niggas Them niggas who really aint on that Who got a lil money and aint bring they brother with em From the city and cant even go back Got stepped on, that nigga a door mat Before they made throwback Thursday, I was that nigga Go check the throwbacks Bitch, nigga, its Baby Rich nigga cant have no feelings, more money, more problems we got You can fuck around, get yo head bust for tryna be somethin you not I got a place for you on a t-shirt and a date for you to see Pac And when I walk in, I dont even touch them hoes When I leave, they gon follow me out And when I walk in I dont even touch them hoes Rich nigga cant have no feelings, more money, more problems we got You can fuck around, get yo head bust for tryna be somethin you not I got a place for you on a t-shirt and a date for you to see Pac And when I walk in, I dont even touch them hoes When I leave, they gon follow me out And when I walk in I dont even touch them hoes Yeah, nigga, Im motherfuckin different, nigga Aint no nigga like me, nigga Its gon be a lotta niggas dead before the foolishness stop We gon introduce you pussy niggas to these Rugers and Glocks Its gon be a lotta niggas dead before the foolishness stop We gon introduce you pussy niggas to these Rugers and Glocks Turned the city to the city, now these niggas wanna hate Chargin niggas ten thousand to take a pic with they bae, bitch Yeah, man, and you know, this shit come with a lot Im acceptin it all with open arms See, me, when I prayed for this shit You know, I told God I was willin to accept whatever came with it Im talkin about whatever comes with it Lets go , lets go More money, more problems we got

Ayy, ayy, Baby Jesus Oh, you got a new name now Baby Jesus? DaBaby Your names not Baby Jesus? So you dont go by Baby Jesus no more? Naw, naw, naw, naw So you mean to tell me you not Baby Jesus? DaBaby DaBaby? DaBaby JStacks Look, DaBaby, baby, baby, baby Just call me DaBaby, but leave out the Jesus I turned all the fuck niggas into believers Just switched out my name for political reasons Im on probation, but still keep a heater My little bitch love me, she say Im a cheater I just made a play for five pound of the OG You got it for low, but I got this shit cheaper I just be chilling, probably with my nieces I aint a random, ducking, dodging polices At the condo, I just had me a threesome They making dinner, but I probably wont eat it Yeah, you know that Im hitting your sister And you know that your bitch on my Insta It can go down in the DM like Yo Gotti Fuck you tonight and make you want to kill him I just found out that this bitch is a nympho I broke her off, she said she cant wait to get more I let her have it, put her face in the pillow And end up rapping bout the shit on my intro And I keep fighting myself feeling bad for my enemies Fuck all this shit, nigga, pass me the Hennessy Until they tell me shit, let them keep hating I cant entertain it, its bad for my energy Oh, ok, ok So I, so I get it You just took the Jesus off the back of your name And you put D-A in front of the baby DaBaby That nigga named DaBaby That nigga boy DaBaby Now boy, they cant tell you nothin Its, its official Grandma, grandma, grandma DaBaby

Who shot your homeboy? Nigga with a diaper on? Got on a classic Biggie beat and got a cypher on? Your girl said she stickin with DaBaby, right or wrong Just gave me head in the rented car while the lights was on You know me, I be chillin’ and coolin, know Im the shit with the music Since you in love with computers, go look my name up on Google And please don’t turn to a groupie, these other niggas be goofy Might as well pick up popcorn, we finna make this a movie Im somewhere laid up with a stallion, lettin them haters hate Eating jumbo shrimp with the steak off a paper plate Balling on em like Michael Jordan back in 88 Got my dick sucked before my flight, it almost made me late Im in a different bracket than rappers, these niggas cant relate Dont make me get to slappin’ at rappers, give ’em a change of face I made so many racks off of trapping, yeah, I was slanging weight I put the weed down and start eating, they say Im gaining weight Who shot you, that lil’ nigga with the pamper Baby? With 10 pounds of Cali weed inside the hamper Baby? Your baby mama looking like she want a sample, baby I pulled up with the bald fade like a cancer patient Who shot you, the lil nigga that be on Instagram? Do what the fuck he wanna do, like he dont give a damn? Just got some head after the show inside the sprinter van They know Im a fool ’cause Im smooth and cool as a ceiling fan You need to get your boss, I aint tryna fuck with the middle man Im charging just to talk, nothing personal, Im business man So if you aint got it, Ill get it from you later And when I need motivation I get it from a hater And when I need some good head I go get it from your lady I just might fly out to Cali and ball like Im a Laker And send a box to my brother and let him get some paper Come back to Charlotte a Muslim like, As-salamu alaykum Pull up in a silver Bentley like Mr. Arnold Taylor And all I need is a coupe cause Im riding with my lady And if you seeking the truth, then you better find DaBaby Your label gotta be stupid if you dont sign DaBaby The struggle, had to go through with it, now Im finally patient And Im enjoying the journey and all the time its taking And when it come to my city, they treat me like Im Diddy And if I get shot today, they gon treat me like Im Biggie Huh, who shot you? That aint DaBaby, thats my baby R.I.P B.I.G R.I.P this motherfuckin beat DaBaby And I do that hip-hop shit too, this for you hip-hop heads, man You hip-hoppers, haha Who shot you?

Shit, I cant name a nigga flow like I flow Get it out the mud like I did, told you out the do what Im on You probably wouldnt be fuckin with Baby if you know what I know I get behind her and she shake it, thats my baby My lil bitch so fuckin pretty, my dick hard before she naked My gun aint got no safety, aint gotta flash it, you know how I play it Ghetto bitch, she throwin ass, look how she act, she goin baby I done got drunk off the Henny, told my BM lets have a baby Told my daughter daddy rich, she dont need shit, we goin crazy I think daddy need a straitjacket Count a hundred thousand on the flo and started breakdancin You know Im poppin shit nigga You know that all my shows bring out my hoes, so watch your bitch, nigga Snot comin out my nose, bitch Im cold, you know Im sick, nigga Im on the highway lit, try not to get hit, nigga Fuckin round with me, nigga must want to find out if his vest work I open the blunt, I fill it with runts, so my chest hurt She eatin the dick, she eat it with spit, shawty a expert Im shakin their hands, act like were friends, thats how you network You nahmean, thats how you network You know, sometimes you just got to act like You cool with people, less you meet genuine People like Flex Flex Shit, I cant name a nigga flow like I flow Get it out the mud like I did, told you out the do what Im on You probably wouldnt be fuckin with Baby if you know what I know I get behind her and she shake it, thats my baby Got a bitch thats from Atlanta but I met her down in Macon Walkin out the radio, I got some head outside the station Flex hit me, heres some Baby, hoes go crazy when they play it Im the best new fuckin rapper, I aint gotta say it, they gon say it Im always strapped up with that fire, thats where you play, thats where you lay at Bitch go stream my fuckin album, wherever the fuck they got my tape at Stomach on her forehead, head between my legs, thats where her face at Told her put me on the camera so later on she could watch the playback Fuckin with my people, we be at your do like a fuckin placemat Thuggin like its legal, ridin round with sticks like we some arabs Hoppin out the fuckin plane with fifty thousand and some air max My bitch just picked me up, she lookin good, she got her hair back Ridin through another nigga hood, they look, I stare back Have you plugged up to machines, fuckin with me, gon need a care pack Know this shit so fuckin loud, they think I sell that, I know they smell that Bout to scat pack, put it up, finna pull back up, go get the hellcat Vroom, nigga Shit, I cant name a nigga flow like I flow Get it out the mud like I did, told you out the do what Im on You probably wouldnt be fuckin with Baby if you know what I know I get behind her and she shake it, thats my baby, nigga Yeah

Hit it Go Look, ayy, fuck it, I go first It aint even hot and Im still rockin no shirt Aint stuntin, no thot in this bitch, know she gon flirt You dont hold the Glock, then you aint gettin no purse The fuck I look like cashin out on a Birkin? I fucked the first night when she see me in person Hit her for a while, I was up off a Perc That bitch booty big, Baby think baby got surgery It clap when I hit it That nigga cap, he the type of rap nigga Act like he grew up in the trap, but he didnt We gon clap at that nigga with choppas, not pistols Lil bro drop a dime, I aint droppin a nickel Im tryna nap me a nigga Slide, you and your passenger, nigga You scared? Then go see a pastor, lil nigga Movie scene, bitch, we bout action, lil nigga You know how we comin, and I up it and dump it Shit, Im into gettin some money Put Dot on yo ass, he gon do it for nothing That lil nigga broke, that didnt come in his budget Nigga top get peeled, we go huntin Whoop a nigga like he took something Bitch, quit runnin, nigga, flip something I know your soft ass aint did nothin Im hittin these hoes by the four Bitch, we the richest in the four Know we clear the business when its on Big dirty glizzy get em gone She dont eat the meat, she gotta go We eat the beef like a fat ho Choppa make em lean back like Fat Joe Get you wacked, nigga, thats what these racks for If she tried to kiss me, bitch, thats a no, no I make her hit the head, thats a low blow I still do dirt on the low, low We come spin ya bin in a four door Flashin all them lil ass bands in ya photo Have em spinnin in a van or a four-door Give ya lil ass some work doin promo Put a nigga on a shirt, he a logo Look, ayy, fuck it, I go first It aint even hot and Im still rockin no shirt Aint stuntin, no thot in this bitch, know she gon flirt You dont hold the Glock, then you aint gettin no purse The fuck I look like cashin out on a Birkin? I fucked the first night when she see me in person Hit her for a while, I was up off a Perc That bitch booty big, Baby think baby got surgery It clap when I hit it I make her look back when Im in it In the dark cause my diamonds is dancin Aint bout money, wont pay you attention Put that wham in your face if its tension Get to spinnin til we dizzy Im mixin the lean with candy Up fire in his face like a Benji I fuck her then left her abandoned Yeah, she call me mean and nasty Not clutchin this Glizzy for fashion In the shootout, Im shootin with passion Got some niggas thats really assassins Boy, dont make us get on yo ass A nigga test me, but I pass I get bored, spend a ten in Saks Still, Ill tear up your shit like Tas Like go-go, get on they ass I was young, but I been in my bag These niggas be broke, its sad I dont feel em, not even a tad Buy, I dont even look at the tag You know Im a rich nigga Im a lil nigga with a big pistol Paid nigga, Im a bitch taker And you aint nothin but a bitch nigga Look, ayy, fuck it, I go first It aint even hot and Im still rockin no shirt Aint stuntin, no thot in this bitch, know she gon flirt You dont hold the Glock, then you aint gettin no purse The fuck I look like cashin out on a Birkin? I fucked the first night when she see me in person Hit her for a while, I was up off a Perc That bitch booty big, Baby think baby got surgery It clap when I hit it

No, no, no No, no, no  Trouble Yeah I dont keep receipts about the business Im a throwaway, Im just a freak  He caught me with her and now he trippin Please dont take it there, it aint that deep I think I done got shawty in trouble Dont know why I ever fucked without a rubber And her boyfriend just got off and came home early He walked in the house and caught us in there sleep Damn, who the fuck is this? This my bitch, nigga, you got this nigga all in my bed You mustve forgot that we got cameras, bitch How the hell I get off work and see my phone get an alert And catch you givin this nigga head? Givin it to me nasty too , with a lil attitude Two or three drinks and I had a few, she did what she had to do He said, Bitch, I had enough of you, Im always in and out my feelings It aint even like that, we chillin, Bitch, Ima try to kill you This some Lifetime movie shit, how the hell did I end up in it? Yall gon have to work this out without me, Im out your business He said, I hear what you said, but my business between them legs And from what I seen on the cameras, you in it, lil nigga I said, Hold up, wait a minute, partner I dont keep receipts about the business Im a throwaway, Im just a freak He caught me with her and now he trippin Please dont take it there, it aint that deep I think I done got shawty in trouble Dont know why I ever fucked without a rubber And her boyfriend just got off and came home early He walked in the house and caught us in there sleep Thought it was over, nigga, you trippin, this what I get Shouldve been home laid up with my bitch, but Im with these bitches But I got that stick, and I think he got one too, guess neither one of us is slippin Fore I had a chance to calm him down, nigga just start hittin and clickin So I jumped on the floor as Im whippin it out And you know Im squeezin Heard her screamin, dont know if I hit him or not But fuck that, we gon figure it out Nigga aint finna hit me, bitch jumped on me, I aint finna save you I aint finna crash about no freak, and so I had your ass by your feet And I put em both besides your head, you grabbed my ass and told me to go deep While he was watchin it on his phone, said, She aint never tried that with me By this time, I slipped on all my clothes, he just ran out of bullets Covered his bitch ass with this sheet and pushed him I aint dyin bout the pussy, ran up out there screamin I dont keep receipts about the business Im a throwaway, Im just a freak He caught me with her and now he trippin Please dont take it there, it aint that deep I think I done got shawty in trouble Dont know why I ever fucked without a rubber And her boyfriend just got off and came home early He walked in the house and caught us in there sleep

A, get that baby out the street Da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da Uh Do anything for you, it aint no secret How you let my heart fall out the sky? Broke it to pieces I tried to treat you like you mine, why couldnt you be shit? Now you say my heart cold like I died, but I got reasons Lets take a flight live for some nights up on the weekend Fuck you like you mine, Ive still been tired from the year I know you tired of all them nights, I couldnt beat em You think Im creepin up to your seat, I know it aint easier Tryna love me, me and your family beefin, I know it aint easier I fucked that ho when you was fuckin, but we too old to get even I dont need too much of that roll, my reef at home, all my secrets I know I dont need you, but it must be nice And why I change on you? My loyalty is all that I got Its all my niggas in the grave, I rep your name til I die I couldve been trapped in them chains catching face in the county But its that God made me a way, wouldve been a grave right beside em, so I Do anything for you, it aint no secret How you let my heart fall out the sky? Broke it to pieces I tried to treat you like you mine, why couldnt you be shit? Now you say my heart cold like I died, but I got reasons Do anything for you, it aint no secret How you let my heart fall out the sky? Broke it to pieces I tried to treat you like you mine, why couldnt you be shit? Now you say my heart cold like I died, but I got reasons How the fuck a nigga stay down and you left? She a big stepper, she took my heart and stepped Yeah, she saw my message and left that bitch on read And I dont even fuck with textin, I just thought you was special Let me quit bein extra, shake back, nigga I dont wanna make a scene I dropped my new bitch off in a Maybach, nigga What the fuck you mean, I deserved a shot? Why the fuck you say that, nigga? I be havin dreams about my pops, wishin I could play back, nigga Wishin I could save my nigga, save my nigga Temperature on my heart drop every day, my nigga I done got hurt by every bitch that I done called bae, my nigga Bitch, I got more hundreds on me right now than they got in the bank, my nigga And you know I got rank, my nigga, but still I Do anything for you, it aint no secret How you let my heart fall out the sky? Broke it to pieces I tried to treat you like you mine, why couldnt you be shit? Now you say my heart cold like I died, but I got reasons Do anything for you, it aint no secret How you let my heart fall out the sky? Broke it to pieces I tried to treat you like you mine, why couldnt you be shit? Now you say my heart cold like I died, but I got reasons

I, I said I didnt I said I really aint wanna do the deluxe thing, man, but you know Im ready to put out some, some new-new Show these niggas what I do-do Blame it on Baby Deluxe Go Billboard Baby, whats happenin? These hoes wanna fuck cause Im rappin I had to drop the deluxe Yup, I went up, got em uppin they standards Blow at a nigga, no candle Ho-ass lil nigga, cant stand him Still aint met me a ho I cant handle These lil niggas my sons like Im Sampson Yroom Baby just landed on a G4 And yall aint even seen a nigga turnt yet My favorite song on here is probably PEEP HOLE Pass your boy the rock, I got the hot hand Like Shaq when he was hittin at the free throw Got it on me, got it like its legal I bought it cash, I couldve got the lease, though Quarter-million dollars in the backpack Yall gon make a nigga bring the trap back I let her throw that ass back Pullin on her hair, she call me dada Shittin on these niggas, turn the fan on You really gettin money, put your mans on I stand on what I stand on You fuckin or you stayin in the friendzone? Billboard Baby, whats happenin? These hoes wanna fuck cause Im rappin I had to drop the deluxe Yup, I went up, got em uppin they standards Blow at a nigga, no candle Ho-ass lil nigga, cant stand him Still aint met me a ho I cant handle These lil niggas my sons like Im Sampson

I fuck your bitch better when its tax time Tryna get up in them pants, cause I really need a bag, I ont really mean to brag I aint seen a nigga yet that can run in with ya boy Im walkin round the house without a shirt like Uncle Roy I sent my Uncle Rick to get some liquor from the store I need to hit the nursing home to see my Uncle Ray Supposed to go and see my mama but I went and made a play I aint nothing like the muhfuckin niggas round the way, Im the muhfuckin truth Everything I muhfuckin do I asked him what he paid, the nigga said, 25, shouldve seen the nigga eyes when I told him, 22 Like the other nigga face when I hit em for the twenty You know everybody round me getting muhfuckin money I aint forget to pray, but I aint go to church on Sunday I was selling pounds tryna break em down to onions, goddamn, there he go These niggas hate it when they see me on the radio, they even played a nigga on the TV These niggas late, I told these niggas I was great they aint believe me I hit the crowd, the people squeeze me, they be screamin, Baby Jesus Fucked around and made a 20 yesterday from sellin reefer Made another 45 hundred doin niggas features Ima turn a 25 to a 50, double that and bring it back to the family everybody round me eatin And if Im on the stage and nigga in the crowd play crazy we gon jump up off the stage we gon beat him I cut a couple side hoes off, cause I dont got the time of the day for them bitches I dont need em All the labels lookin at me cut the muhfuckin check Cause I aint seen a rapper out here fuckin with me yet Im holding up a Rollie on my muhfuckin wrist And Im dancin round with diamonds on my muhfuckin neck Fuckin on her good like Im tryna break a sweat I just hopped up off a flight, flew to Charlotte overnight I dont wanna be a killer, I dont think you wanna die Thats a muhfuckin .40, put it on a nigga life What the fuck a nigga mean, fuck is on a nigga mind Why he wanna fuck with me? I was out here doing fine Book the show and pay the fee, Ima turn up every time Im too busy on the grind, don’t try now to hit my line

That aint DaBaby, thats my baby These internet niggas so aggressive Fuck it Go and get your thermometer, nigga Aint no one hotter, my nigga Shout out to cancer, yeah, you couldnt kill my mama, my nigga Why he go put the diaper on? Cause that lil nigga shitted The same nigga that took my bitch he cant believe he did it The same mouth he hating with he kiss his bitch with And thats the same set of lips she sucked my dick with Niggas crying on the internet having bitch fits And I just sold six pounds at the QuikTrip Every time I get some show money, I thank God, nigga Cause all I ever did was sell weed and rob niggas And I aint doing shit for free, I gotta charge niggas Hope when those haters hating they aint got they broad with em Yeah, I see they hating, ignore, go fuck their bitch in my Jordans Give my baby momma the phone and be like, Baby, record it And all you rapping ass niggas Ima give you a warning When you see me it aint no talking Im just upping the forty So all you talking ass niggas gon talk nigga Cause I dont talk to lil niggas, Im a boss nigga This lifestyle that Im living, yeah, it cost, nigga We robbing all the rappers if I take a loss, nigga These niggas pillow talking bout me, never did shit I got a diaper on, nigga, and Im still lit What they gon do about me, Im too much to deal with Who you know that could put a pamper on and talk some real shit And if a girl want it, then I could give her some real dick You round talking crazy bout a nigga and it still hit I pulled it out and put it on her face, I nutted real quick And every time I come around she act like she aint did shit I bet you when he found out what I did he gon be real sick My nigga say you got him under pressure hit the kill switch Okay, well, nigga, get up out my way and let me kill shit They tried to give me ten years, I took probation real quick I used to like them boujee hoes, but now I got a real bitch No she aint that thick but when we fuck feel like she real thick Yeah, I sent then to yo door, yeah, Im rocking all my shows Yeah, I beat a nigga up and slap a nigga like a ho I aint really with the talking and yo baby momma know Yeah, Im kicking bitches out if she aint fucking gotta go Stuff them pounds in a rental car pull up at the store Made a jug for twenty thousand fore I pulled up at the show Been did a song with Boosie, just did a song with Gotti Real nigga recognize real and all my niggas solid I just logged in on Facebook and niggas talking rowdy Pull up on me with that bullshit, I bet I catch a body My niggas begging me to get him, Im like, Fuck it, bro, I got him Last nigga ran up on me, ask the police, yeah I shot him Yeah, a nigga on the billboard, yeah Im on the radio Record labels begging for me, still wont let you play me, though Sliding through the city, I just pulled up with yo favorite ho Had to cut yo girl off, she turned into a crazy ho Yeah Im on that bullshit, yeah, I keep a full clip First nigga try me Ima send him to the pulpit, nigga DaBaby

Pull up in a foreign, thats sick Two hundred on a watch, thats sick Got it on smash Money dont fold, thats sick 1, 1, 1 And my wrist sick , your pockets fit My pockets fat as shit, I got the baddest bitch My whip sick , my drip sick I just left the doctor, but Im still sick And my drip, thats sick , my whip, thats sick Think she wanna fuck, I want that neck, thats sick Ooh, my bitch, she lit , my pockets fat as shit Your pockets stay on fit , boy, you aint buyin shit I hit the doctor for a checkup, but Im still sick Man, I know yall niggas broke, yall spendin counterfeit Flood the Richard Mille, I just might drown the bitch I just made a half a mill, but I aint counted it And my wrist sick , your pockets fit My pockets fat as shit, I got the baddest bitch My whip sick , my drip sick I just left the doctor, but Im still sick Bitch, Im sick, like I got the flu Fuckin around wit your boo Im back in that mood Pullin out hundreds and all of em blue Soon as I pull off, all you hear is shh, vroom Blessin the bitch, like achoo BDB ENT, bitch, you know how we do You wanna fuck, baby, you gon fuck the crew, yeah Nasty, nasty, nasty Check out my wrist, bitch, it looks like the last one She got a kid and her kid in my Cuban She callin me baby, she callin me daddy I cannot play with a ho, she dont wanna fuck, she go home in a taxi Wont even get that bitch an Uber , just spent a lil bag on my jewelry And my wrist sick , your pockets fit My pockets fat as shit, I got the baddest bitch My whip sick , my drip sick I just left the doctor, but Im still sick

Yeah Yall gon need some back-up, back-up, back-up, back-up, mayday They all finna fall down They gon need some back-up, back-up, back-up, back-up, mayday Bullets finna fall down They gon need some back-up, back-up, back-up, back-up, mayday They cannot run now Pull up like a hundred strong Pulled up with like thirty sticks Pulled up with like fifty Glocks Twenty-five Uzis, know we goin stupid Strapped up in this bitch, better not move stupid Knock your head off, is you fuckin stupid? Strapped up in this bitch, you know how we do shit Shoot that bitch up right now, you know how we do shit .38 Special, leave 12 clueless Knock a nigga face off, thats what we doin Money, drop that shit, know we pop that shit He an opposite, know we pop that shit Pull up on your bitch in that big white Benz Roll the window down, know she hoppin in Two guns on my side, call them Glocks the twins Nigga try to pop, know we pop that shit Stop that pussy shit, nigga, stop that shit Got your bitch in the spot, pussy poppin shit Yeah , haha She keep tryna suck me up, bitch, stop that shit Pass her to the clique after Im done with that bitch You know where Im at, Im in Zone 6 Way these niggas rob, they will take your shit You wasnt built for it, dont come in my partment Dont be talkin bout it if you aint built for that shit When we pull up on you, know we spin that shit You aint got no partner, you aint got no back-up You aint got no guns and you tryna act up Yall gon need some back-up, back-up, back-up, back-up, mayday They all finna fall down They gon need some back-up, back-up, back-up, back-up, mayday Bullets finna fall down They gon need some back-up, back-up, back-up, back-up, mayday They cannot run now Ah, ah , back up A nigga gon need some help with me, you know how I act up Nigga know whats up with Baby, he pull up, make it rain, nigga Nigga know aint no bluff with Baby, I pull out, Ima bang, nigga And I aint tryna mingle with none of these niggas, I dont wanna hang with you You can give me your brain, thats an even exchange Ima swap out my chain with you Fuckin with me, that nigga a roach, Im ready to step on a nigga Tryna stand over a nigga But you know I didnt go after cheddar I just did me a show and then hit me a ho, I was holdin the pole while I hit Bout to go to the yo, but before, gotta stop and go drop off a bow to my nigga Ima throw up a 4, show my diamonds and gold every time that I pose for a picture Nigga fuckin with PDE or BDB ENT, shit Yall gon need some back-up, back-up, back-up, back-up, mayday They all finna fall down They gon need some back-up, back-up, back-up, back-up, mayday Bullets finna fall down They gon need some back-up, back-up, back-up, back-up, mayday They cannot run now

Hundred bands for a Kilo, nigga Yung Lan on the track Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha We aint really trippin bout them losses, ha We dont hang with yall, yall some off brands We could buy hittas if we want, real talk man, ha All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha We aint really trippin bout them losses, ha We dont hang with yall, yall some off brands We could buy hittas if we want, real talk man, ha My whole team we got a bankroll, ha We dont vibe with yall, yall some lame hoes, ha We dont want the loot, we want the smoke oh, ha If anybody violating in this bitch, gon die We dont ball over, we some road runners Yeah we got a bag, we dont owe money, ha Count money, syrup with the Dew, bih Only a hound without a cannon on me All of my friends, we some bosses, yah We aint really trippin bout the losses, yah Ayy, we put a bag on, we gon pipe it up We gon run it up and nobody gon stop it, yah All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha We aint really trippin bout them losses, ha We dont hang with yall, yall some off brands We could buy hittas if we want, real talk man, ha All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha We aint really trippin bout them losses, ha We dont hang with yall, yall some off brands We could buy hittas if we want, real talk man, ha Ha, Im a boss and she know it Make her pussy wet when I talk, Im a poet Fuck around and shoot like my name Bloc, go get a Rover I had to run up on my plug like I was Plies, that nigga over She send the addy, go pick up the pound, my bitch a solider My bitch a boss, these other bitches talk, they think they know My wrist, it cost a hundred thousand dollars, I aint jokin You cant call yourself a boss if you aint went and bought a Rollie, nigga, ha All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha We aint really trippin bout them losses, ha We dont hang with yall, yall some off brands We could buy hittas if we want, real talk man, ha All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha We aint really trippin bout them losses, ha We dont hang with yall, yall some off brands We could buy hittas if we want, real talk man, ha Gonna get some head in the two-seater, ha Billion dollar nigga in a wife beater, ha Your baby mama curlin, got my thumb in her, bah Told her Ima put her at a show meeting, ha I could count a mil in a thot, it in her, ha Round clothes, want her, you gon know Im in her, ha Im counting my vibes and some good chunk Thuggin, Im gon fuck her, meet her bag and some delays, ha My brother, he a boss too, ha My bitch, she a boss too, ha Whole gang, they a boss to her Real boss knew what all the bosses do and all the bosss moves, ha All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha We aint really trippin bout them losses, ha We dont hang with yall, yall some off brands We could buy hittas if we want, real talk man, ha All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha We aint really trippin bout them losses, ha We dont hang with yall, yall some off brands We could buy hittas if we want, real talk man, ha

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ayy, yeah, yeah Shes a dancer , freaky dancer Throw money in the club, she gon dance, yeah I got money, he got money, you can ask her She dont love em, love the mall, she like fast cars Shes a dancer , freaky dancer Throw money in the club, she gon dance, yeah I got money, he got money, you can ask her She dont love em, love the mall, she like fast cars I like bad broads , freaky, bad broads Spend a hunnid on my jewelry, thats a whole yard I like fast cars, foreign fast cars Money stackin to the ceiling, aint no cap, boy Back that ass up like toot, toot Bring yo friend with you, Im like one plus two Got them bands on me and them bills so blue Show me what you do when it rains on you Shes a dancer , freaky dancer Throw money in the club, she gon dance, yeah I got money, he got money, you can ask her She dont love em, love the mall, she like fast cars Shes a dancer , freaky dancer Throw money in the club, she gon dance, yeah I got money, he got money, you can ask her She dont love em, love the mall, she like fast cars If she aint a freak, Im straight I aint tryna fuck right now, bitch, wait I dont play my shit, Im good Wanna fuck? Gotta download my mixtape She like when I pull on her hair I be stretchin her, legs in the air , like a wrestler Stand on the chair My bitch on the head, Im a bear Kick her out when we fucked, Im a dog Fuck a cop, I dont fuck with the law Her nigga, he workin from nine to the five I pull up and fuck her while he on the job I get in it and hit it then Im sleepy, Im tired Had to get her an Uber, bitch needed a ride Wanna fuck me she always see me with the mob She get paid when she there like a freak, its a job Lets go Shes a dancer , freaky dancer Throw money in the club, she gon dance, yeah I got money, he got money, you can ask her She dont love em, love the mall, she like fast cars Shes a dancer , freaky dancer Throw money in the club, she gon dance, yeah I got money, he got money, you can ask her She dont love em, love the mall, she like fast cars XL Eagle made it

Turn me up Turn me up, literally Jamz, turn me up This spot closed, going to another, we aint going home, yeah Duck off spot, keep my fire, never be alone, yeah She know that Im rich, tryna start a business, say she need a loan, yeah Big dawg status, smelling like a brick, shawty got it on, yeah Feds might be listening, so I switch the phone Ex-bitch tripping, said I did her wrong V12 Benz, hit it then Im gone Knock a nigga off, put it in a song Sorry, Father God, know Im living wrong Aint coming back, they know that Im gone Supercharged smashin, I be in my zone Shawty super thick, damn near took it all Thinking with my dick, damn near risked it all Quarter mil at least in my wrist and vault Check out my garage, I got every car I get dope money, never did a fraud Ms in my account, never had a card Made it out the trap, nigga living large I was working hard, never had a job Keep em in the house, shawty like to rob Im rockin big stones like Im Nelly I dont go back and forth cause thats petty You can get pissed on like R. Kelly My bitch thick like Keisha off Belly If I give you this dick, dont squeal, dont tell it Niggas stealing my drip, like wheres my credit? Dont need no script, I dont need no edit Dont need no script, I dont need no edit Im rockin big stones like Im Nelly I dont go back and forth cause thats petty You can get pissed on like R. Kelly My bitch thick like Keisha off Belly If I give you this dick, dont squeal, dont tell it Niggas stealing my drip, like wheres my credit? Dont need no script, I dont need no edit Dont need no script, I dont need no edit I dont need no edit or nothin I aint finna fight for credentials Somebody give DaBaby credit or somethin I just got off a flight with two pistols I just beat down that ho with her face on the floor I bet that nigga like when she kiss him He aint nothing to play with, he gifted I just had court today, they dismissed it Niggas asking bout Baby, that nigga on go Know I aint gotta say that, he itchin Dont give that boy a reason to draw down Nigga know how we play, we lay law down Just caught his lil bae in my DM Came over to see me, Im all in her jaw now Like to say Im the prettiest chocolate lil nigga Hoes ask me, do I do my eyebrows? I dont look at the tag when I shop I just grab what I want, and I buy what I buy now When they put on my motherfucking song, everyone get along Make em all get in line now I just went and did XXL, I pulled up late as hell No, Im never on time now That lil nigga hot, he on fire now Play with me, call the cops, he gon die now And these niggas just looked out the window These niggas wasnt really outside, put the blinds down Remember we used to pray for a lick Now I cash out on all of my whips and they mines now And I aint tryna save me a bitch She on fire, bitch, I wont even piss, put the fire out If you finna put lights in my jewelry, real shade, bitch You might fuck around, shine your eyes out Im rockin big stones like Im Nelly I dont go back and forth cause thats petty You can get pissed on like R. Kelly My bitch thick like Keisha off Belly If I give you this dick, dont squeal, dont tell it Niggas stealing my drip, like wheres my credit? Dont need no script, I dont need no edit Dont need no script, I dont need no edit Im rockin big stones like Im Nelly I dont go back and forth cause thats petty You can get pissed on like R. Kelly My bitch thick like Keisha off Belly If I give you this dick, dont squeal, dont tell it Niggas stealing my drip, like wheres my credit? Dont need no script, I dont need no edit Dont need no script, I dont need no edit Jamz, turn me up

DiCaprio productions Pour that shit up, Trvpyyy One of one drip, this not in the stores Had it rain on the stripper, it poured Bought a truck, Ima lift up a Ford Got her wet like she jumped overboard Ima sock it just like Im a cord Maybe Ill hit the trap and record Déjà vu, I done did this before Walk in Gucci and buy out the store They won’t let no one else through the door And my ho get a allowance, no chores In a stable, my car got them horses Gotta her playin somewhere in the foreign Blow the motor, Im wreckin these Porsches She love me, her panties get moisture Got her weighing up bags in her boy shorts Get exotic and import, export I got loud in my pantry, she ride like a banshee You aint got no plug, you pay tons on humanity Watches are one of one, this shit be nasty My style be outstanding And baby got short hair but she ain’t got cancer Made it rain on a dancer, she was so thankful The reaper took Lil Man, that shit was so painful I fuck her so good, Ima fuck up her pancreas That ain’t the real strain, you niggas just namin shit Get them thoughts out yo head You lil niggas ain’t taking shit I gave her 50 a P just to bring me shit I had to dock her cause she showed up late and shit I’m in the trap selling Ps in the latest drip This bag from Cali and that one Canadian I rock them scarves on my head like Iranians This stick I’m holding from Czechoslovakia I keep that Glock on my hip like a officer I with Da Baby, no we not gravy My outdoor be cheap and my trap house be deep I can save and release some steel when we greet Shot in yo teeth, yeah And she wet like a reef, niggas copy like parakeets Im in the jects catchin plays, Im a Cherokee Lil bitches beggin and pleadin to marry me One of one drip, this not in the stores Had it rain on the stripper, it poured Bought a truck, Ima lift up a Ford Got her wet like she jumped overboard Ima sock it just like Im a cord Maybe Ill hit the trap and record Déjà vu, I done did this before Walk in Gucci and buy out the store They won’t let no one else through the door And my ho get a allowance, no choice In a stable, my car got them horses Gotta plan somewhere in the foreign Blow the motor, Im wreckin these Porsches She love me, her panties get moisture Got her weighing up bags in her boy shorts Get exotic and import, export She say she like how I talk but aint been on the phone with me I got on her favorite cologne so she on me Her favorite rapper on this song with me Im on the road doing shows all alone I need you to come home with me And all of my hoes like to lie Say they don’t give that pussy to no nigga You knowing thats cap, dont cap And you knowin I react when we act Girl, how you think that ass got fat? Wonder why I talk my shit Wonder why you talk like that Cause Im still independent than a bitch And Im spendin all these racks on rap Spendin all the racks on that girl Then you go and act like that Okay fuck it, don’t pick up my phone Left a lot of them bitches alone Got distracted, got back in my zone, yeah Make a play, hit the yo, do a song She don’t wan hit my blunt, its too strong Make her fuck on the first day, we grown Bitch One of one drip, this not in the stores Had it rain on the stripper, it poured Bought a truck, Ima lift up a Ford Got her wet like she jumped overboard Ima sock it just like Im on a cord Maybe Ill hit the trap and record Déjà vu, I done did this before Walk in Gucci and buy out the store They won’t let no one else through the door And my ho get a allowance, no choice In a stable, my car got them horses Gotta plan somewhere in the foreign Blow the motor, Im wreckin these Porsches She love me, her panties get moisture Got her weighing up bags in her boy shorts Get exotic and import, export

Al Geno on the track When Im on the scene, I dont show no sympathy I got codeine energy, ayy Since I was a teen, all I wanted was the green All I wanted was the Christmas trees and designer clothes Im not worried bout the cost because I cant go broke I touched a milli, stillll shoot you, rich criminals Quit my job and I found out how to work a stick Wont hide from shit, this bitch aint got no tints, yeah Aint talking Lohan, these designer lenses Started balling, bought a .223 like Michael Jordan I was thirteen, bought a rocket, felt like James Harden Who the fuck let you niggas in? This a gangster party Turn up the meter, woah Fuck her then leave her Cant take the pain from me This way deeper than needles Neighborhood doctor, injecting the people who need us Im on the ecstasy, dont wanna hear nothin from my last bitch Was dead broke, now she fuck me just because my accent Say I aint shit but she keep beggin me to get her ass did I keep my metal, she just want her plastic When Im on the scene, I dont show no sympathy I got codeine energy, ayy Since I was a teen, all I wanted was the green All I wanted was the Christmas trees and designer clothes Im not worried bout the cost because I cant go broke I touched a milli, stillll shoot you, rich criminals Quit my job and I found out how to work a stick Wont hide from shit, this bitch aint got no tints, yeah No tint, its see-through, huh? You pillowtalk, she tell your secrets now That boy keep that heat, he an oven I own a few watches, I went and bought another I cant show no sympathy, fuck Got it on, Ima buy us a puddle, drip Way too hard, if he walking round out in public Bow my head, thank you God I couldve been locked up with nothing Like boom My presence a present, so I need a check to walk inside the room Probably think I went pop, but I was on Jimmy Fallon with the tool Sometimes my attitude nasty, hoes say I treat em bad, a nigga rude Im tryna figure out if you for me the way that Im for you I been had to hustle I was the youngest nigga makin plays while I was still in school Nigga aint gave me shit I made me, bitch, and thats why... When Im on the scene, I dont show no sympathy I got codeine energy, ayy Since I was a teen, all I wanted was the green All I wanted was the Christmas trees and designer clothes Im not worried bout the cost because I cant go broke I touched a milli, stillll shoot you, rich criminals Quit my job and I found out how to work a stick Wont hide from shit, this bitch aint got no tints, yeah

I got them hitters in minivans Chopper it spinning, no ceiling fan Get your bitches then I bald like a skeleton Call up the plug and I told him quit meddling I aint got no time for no middleman Walk in the trap and take over his trap, should I let him in? If I do then we gon make a settlement These niggas snitching, they talk too intelligent I know that these niggas telling it I cant believe that they I cant believe that they Fuck nigga dissin its BOA I need a check like its BOA I got them chips like its Frito-Lay So much cheese, lets have a Dorito race I just brought so many guns through the TSA Dont tell me, Sir, can you open your briefcase? Your money is slow, thats a delay You only been trappin and serving for three days I bring the back to the front like a replay I shoot my gun and it turn to relay Ima turn up for a month on my C-Day Me and lil Cameron gon turn up for his P-Day I just caught me a lil opp on the e-way I hit heat him up til he cremate I got them hitters in minivans Chopper it spinning, no ceiling fan Get your bitches then I bald like a skeleton Call up the plug and I told him quit meddling I aint got no time for no middleman Walk in the trap and take over his trap, should I let him in? If I do then we gon make a settlement These niggas snitching, they talk too intelligent I know that these niggas telling it Ah, your partners gon tell they bitches The phones out with me doing business The poles with me doing pictures R&B hoes in my mentions You paid for the hoe=, I didnt She went and bought a four-five pistol Brought it back in the box, no Christmas Just think about me and your bitch, running round in your shit, playing hide and go get it Got my hand on the back of her head, with her face in the bed, looking dead at your picture Giving your lil bitch dick and she like it Its a quickie, dont kick off my Nikes Sucking dick in your kitchen, she triflin Slide the door open and this nigga tried me I got them hitters in minivans Chopper it spinning, no ceiling fan Get your bitches then I bald like a skeleton Call up the plug and I told him quit meddling I aint got no time for no middleman Walk in the trap and take over his trap, should I let him in? If I do then we gon make a settlement These niggas snitching, they talk too intelligent I know that these niggas telling it

My demons come for me when the lights go off Hard for me to get good sleep Sometimes I dont know what to do but get the mic, go off This music shit be therapeutic He just got a new gun, but he scared to use it Teach him how to shoot it, get that boy a tutor One day he might need it And Im not the one to try to understand cause it might get confusin, so lets call it even I just took a jet to see my daddy gravesite A round trip to Cleveland and came back to Charlotte My cougar thirty-six years old, when she ride around, she got the nina Im not talkin Ca$h Out I dont jump in no water and back out These niggas gotta see me act out Since a kid, a nigga been the man with the plan, Im a cash cow, yeah Show a nigga money, Ima go and get the money I aint goin in the house until I get it And these niggas know a nigga hungry They aint seen a real nigga top the charts in different countries in a minute, you get it? I-N-D, she independent You better cover up your eyes, its double Vs inside my pendant VVs in it Pull up in the foreign bumpin Chris Brown, know I got a RiRi in it But no umbrella COVID-19 fuckin concerts up, nigga, no Coachella No Rolling Loud Aint smoked a blunt in six months Daddy died, but I know the nigga proud Cheat on a ho even if she aint a ho It aint right, but she still hold it down Go ask the check, bitch, Im loyal I cash the check, give it straight to my lawyer Gas up the jet, we one-way straight to Florida And add some respect to my name, thats an order My demons come for me when the lights go off Hard for me to get good sleep Sometimes I dont know what to do but get the mic, go off This music shit be therapeutic He just got a new gun, but he scared to use it Teach him how to shoot it, get that boy a tutor One day he might need it And Im not the one to try to understand cause it might get confusin, so lets call it even I just took a jet to see my daddy gravesite A round trip to Cleveland and came back to Charlotte My cougar thirty-six years old, when she ride around, she got the nina

Backwood stuffed with a .35 when I creep out Probably throwin peace signs out the window Im busy, I aint got time for pretendin Yeah, hit her one time and forget her Sweat when we fuckin, work out like its fitness We aint goin steady, try not to catch feelings She tryna start rappin, she want her a feature I aint into mixin my hoes with my business Plus I got my own bitch at home, I be chillin I cant even lie, I be feelin alone even when in a room full of niggas Devil play with my mind for a long enough time, now he dont even know how Im livin Had to give it to God and went got on my grind and I turned up all on these niggas Plus I stay with that iron, Im Baby, dont pay me no mind Told the bitch play with SEGA, dont play with my mind Take DaBaby away, Im still Jon, that lil nigga gon stay on his grind I got all the way up out the mud fore I got here, they aint really want me to shine Plus, I aint ever think I was like one of you niggas, I been this way since I was five Thank God I passed it along to my daughter, her confident qualities She only three, got a whole nother beautiful daughter They look like each other, cant wait til the day that they meet I knew it was room at the table for me to get somethin, so I turned up and got me a seat Just to get what they want, they gon say that they love you You gotta be patient and watch how they creep Took the diamonds off all of my teeth Wont let them put me in a box, mama bought the Reeboks cause them bitches was cheap First day of school, we had new soldier Rees When Im talkin to God only time on my knees Even while on your knees with your hands in the air, police shootin before they say freeze Nother piece of us dead on the streets Backwood stuffed with a .35 when I creep out Probably throwin peace signs out the window Im busy, I aint got time for pretendin Yeah, hit her one time and forget her Sweat when we fuckin, work out like its fitness We aint goin steady, try not to catch feelings She tryna start rappin, she want her a feature I aint into mixin my hoes with my business I aint into mixin my hoes with my business You gotta believe me, all this aint easy Tell a fuck ho, Get out, if she ever think that she dont need me I touched the look on my watch, now its two-tone Watch you think be the chance I could juke on Know Im flyer than a bird, I be fly with the words Ill fuck round, shit on your tombstone Back to the basics, I aint buyin no ASICS I told gang, Grow weed fore he cop from a nigga Cause these niggas be hatin, he know that theyll fuck round and lace it Out in New York, still fly with the pole, young nigga flyer than a ho I be one-deep, numbers, four-deep, put Forgis on the rims, then I go slide with your ho But excuse me? I never aint asked for this lifestyle They get scared, know we shoot when them pipes out The police tell him freeze with his hands up He go pull his pants up, damn, now he lights out My mama treat me like a veteran My brother think that Im ahead of him I tell him just cause I got all the money, I aint actin funny He the reason Im better than shit that I used to be I took an OnlyFans bitch, turned her into a star Yeah, right, nigga, gotta get used to me I give a damn bout a ho cause the last bitch I fucked with, she ended up usin me I know she mad that she ended up losin me I know she mad that the lil bitch a fool to me I been had it, baby, none of this new to me Better think twice fore you think about usin me Backwood stuffed with a .35 when I creep out Probably throwin peace signs out the window Im busy, I aint got time for pretendin Yeah, hit her one time and forget her Sweat when we fuckin, work out like its fitness We aint goin steady, try not to catch feelings She tryna start rappin, she want her a feature I aint into mixin my hoes with my business Plus I got my own bitch at home, I be chillin, I aint really pressed for no bitches I know you aint callin yourself a real nigga, upset cause you pressed for a picture I know that they ten steps behind on a few of my gifts and they dont really get it They know if they touch one of mine, Ima air this bitch out I put that on Miss Linda

Lyrics from Snippet I got 20 on my beat Ha Ima sit here and let niggas think they can fuck with DaBaby I aint even recorded in months, and I aint doin shit They too muhfuckin lazy I went got me some ice, and I aint really trippin Still feel like that nigga without it If you bring me some money, just make sure its neat Ima make your ass sit there and count it Ooh, that lil nigga trippin, he childish That boy out his clothes, need a stylist They know he switch his flow when he wanna He get beat up and act like he gone in a coma Know the media wrong, they believe what they wanna Ill be the nigga make him a believer Beat him up, go to sleep, he start shakin and shit Call the ambulance, that nigga havin a seizure I hope when

Goddamn, here we go again She fallin in love and Im just tryna be her friend Know she got a man, hope she understand That after August 31st wont hear from me again Cause Im just tryna fuck you for the summer Im just tryna fuck you for the summer Im just tryna fuck you for the summer Im just tryna fuck you for the summer, hey Im just tryna fuck you for the summer Im a dog, I fuck who I wanna Im smoking on some real good marijuana I bump into your bitch, then shes a goner And she fucking with me cause Im the man And I dont care about her, I keep it player bout her I fuck her real good, I pull her hair up out her You blow her phone up, thats why it stay on silent I be like baby let me fuck you on the camera Snapchat, throw that ass back And she a good freak, she let me have that We smoking good weed, you need to pass that Now we high and we just lying on the bed Thought I was tired but she fire with the head Take her in public, show her off like Im her man Wait till the fall and then go holler at her friend Cause Im just tryna fuck you for the summer Im just tryna fuck you for the summer Im just tryna fuck you for the summer Im just tryna fuck you for the summer, hey Im just tryna fuck you for the summer Im just tryna fuck you front your mama Im just tryna fuck you, fuck your brother He can run up on me if he wanna, hey And Im just tryna fuck you front your sister Should call her on the FaceTime while I hit it And she gon eat that dick like its for dinner I fucked around and ate her, taste like Skittles, ayy When we go out I act like Im her nigga Her friend keep flirting with me, Ima hit her I make her feel amazing when Im with her But you a ho about it, so what you know about it? Goddamn, here we go again She fallin in love and Im just tryna be her friend Know she got a man, hope she understand That after August 31st wont hear from me again Cause Im just tryna fuck you for the summer Im just tryna fuck you for the summer Im just tryna fuck you for the summer Im just tryna fuck you for the summer, hey Cause Im just tryna fuck you for the summer Im just tryna fuck you for the summer Im just tryna fuck you for the summer Im just tryna fuck you for the summer, hey Cause Im just tryna fuck you for the summer Im just tryna fuck you for the summer Im just tryna fuck you for the summer Im just tryna fuck you for the summer, hey

Lyrics from Snippet Shit, I cant name a nigga flow like I flow Get it out the mud like I did Told you out the door what I’m on You probably wouldnt be fuckin with Baby if you know what I know I get behind her and she shake it, that’s my baby My lil bitch so fuckin pretty, my dick hard before she naked And my gun aint got no safety , aint gotta flash, you know how I play it Yeah, lil bitch, she throwin ass , look how she act, she goin baby I done got drunk off the Henny, told my BM, Let’s have a baby Told my daughter daddy rich, cheat on me? Shit, we goin’ crazy I think daddy need a straight jacket Counted fifty thousand on the floor , we started breakdancin First class flight, so I could have all my ice goin’ out and stay flashy You know Im poppin shit, nigga You know that all my shows bring out them hoes, so watch yo bitch, nigga Got snot comin’ out my nose cause bitch, Im cold, you know Im sick, nigga Im on the highway lit, try not to get hit, nigga Hop around with me? Nigga must wanna find out if his vest work Open the blunt, fill it with runts, its makin my chest hurt Shes eatin a dick, she eat it with spit, shawty a expert Shakin the hand, I act like we friends, yeah, thats how your net work Im just sayin though, like, you know, thats the name of the game, you gotta act like you cool—

Yeah, nigga 2020, boy Yall done fucked up now, nigga Huh? Yeah Huh? Baby mama aint shit She wont let me see my son But you fuck with him, Ima pop my gun, pussy, aint no one-on-one Nigga, we come from the slum Thirty round, fifty round, hundred round, yeah, pussy boy, them drums Have you prayin like a nun I aint never been a actor Patrick nigga with that cappin shit, we gon stomp his ass just like a Kappa The mayor, but she call me master Got her to the spot, gave that bitch a Perc, now she geekin like a banshee She couldnt even understand me When I told her drop her panties .448, I get em gone Boy, this a hundred-million dollar phone They hit my jack, they say they need the strong Boy, you look broke as hell, you need a loan? My nigga, Im nice, so you can have a loan Your bitch told me, That was nice, and then we boned No time to cuff her, nigga, know Im gone Trap on the defense, boy, Im in the zone Aint gotta say it, you know how Im coming Big nuts, they hangin like a monkey Said he got fifty bags down in the dungeon Boy, I had take some and he say he boming Say he gon shoot, well bitch, what it do? I think you bluffin, nigga, where the proof? Told you, we comin and we want the loot Try me, boy, Ima leave you with no roof I got that drank, bitch, I got that juice No, I aint Bishop, but I keep the tool Lil bitch, its Foo, but try me like a fool I promise you, you wont make another move Im in my groove, yeah, nigga, Im back Boy, I heard you been cuffin on that nat That bitch, she licked me down up to my sack You got a new name, boy, we call you Pat He want the smoke, well, bitch, what it is? You know Ill slime a nigga like a eel Know Ill pop a nigga like a pill Know I be drinking mud straight out the seal Yeah, its the mayor and Im with the mob And we be trappin, bitch, we dont do fraud My killers, they young and layin in your yard, bitch, huh? Baby mama aint shit She wont let me see my son But you fuck with him, Ima pop my gun, pussy, aint no one-on-one Nigga, we come from the slum Thirty round, fifty round, hundred round, yeah, pussy boy, them drums Have you prayin like a nun I aint never been a actor Patrick nigga with that cappin shit, we gon stomp his ass just like a Kappa The mayor, but she call me master Got her to the spot, gave that bitch a Perc, now she geekin like a banshee She couldnt even understand me When I told her drop her panties She can keep her panties on when I hit her, yeah She told me hurry up and take my fit off, yeah And she be on the clock, workin real hard, yeah She gon suck my dick when she get off, yeah Big bankroll and a burner Put a nigga anywhere, Im guaranteed to turn up Dont know who the fuck told these niggas they were soldiers I put my baby mama in a motherfuckin Rover She caught the box when I sent it and sold it I copped the drop, poured the shit in the soda Fuck all that poppin, I click and its over We havin Glocks in this bitch, we aint show em Yeah, I got that thing, you aint even know it I just got some brain, do your thing, she be blowin I had to change, I got rich, its annoyin Hop out, get paid for that bitch, and I go in Nice to meet you, I pull up in a foreign, yeah Roll up, we brought a whole bowl in, yeah Fuck her after I perform She pop a pill, she fuck like she do porn My watches real and Im havin two on Fuck around and put fire on your ass if you want Fuck around and put iron on your ass like Im Ghost Fuck around, see me grabbin her ass if you dont Baby mama aint shit She wont let me see my son But you fuck with him, Ima pop my gun, pussy, aint no one-on-one Nigga, we come from the slum Thirty round, fifty round, hundred round, yeah, pussy boy, them drums Have you prayin like a nun I aint never been a actor Patrick nigga with that cappin shit, we gon stomp his ass just like a Kappa The mayor, but she call me master Got her to the spot, gave that bitch a Perc, now she geekin like a banshee She couldnt even understand me When I told her drop her panties

Fo sho’ Fo’ sho Yeah, mm Tell a nigga, Dont play Make it hard for you, send shots right where you lay  Know I keep my distance, one call and Im on the way Im tryna see bout it The only man I fear is God ’cause they know we bout it Yeah, they know we ’bout it Only run with steppers, cant do a weak body Only V8s and V12s when we ridin Bad bitch, she ridin, ayy And I gotta fuck with the gang, gang, know he slidin RIP the opps, gotta put clips on opps Fuckin with rich niggas, we wont hit licks, hit for stocks All of the whips convertible, tell her to pick the drop And Ill take a nigga life fore I take a bitch to shop Only do the red keys Aint a dead body, but Ill stretch her out on the bed sheet Fore I fuck her, you know that I ask her for the head please Get the nigga dead, please 10k, get the whip, flip, thats a rip-stick, dead Gs, dead Glocks And I aint Young Money but Im down to make the bed rock, ayy Ima roll out the pussy, watch the gang, roll a dead opp Told the bitch to head rock Know the beat knock how her head bop And Im a clean nigga but you know I like the head slop Slide when we headshot Im a fan of the green beam, dont do the red dots Im the type of nigga to give her dick, Ima make her legs lock And Ill still run a nigga down, Im tryna head-shop Im hitting every shot Tell a nigga, Dont play Make it hard for you, send shots right where you lay Know I keep my distance, one call and Im on the way Im tryna see bout it The only man I fear is God cause they know we bout it Yeah, they know we bout it Only run with steppers, cant do a weak body Only V8s and V12s when we ridin Bad bitch, she ridin, ayy And I gotta fuck with the gang, gang, know he slidin RIP the opps, gotta put clips on opps Fuckin with rich niggas, we wont hit licks, hit for stocks All of the whips convertible, tell her to pick the drop And Ill take a nigga life fore I take a bitch to shop Two FNs stuffed in my Amiris, these aint Levis Knew how it felt to hold a gun when I was knee-high Uncle Ray let me hold his .38 whenever wed ride At the age of five, back then, I aint understand, I aint see why And a nigga damn sure never saw me rappin Either way it go, they gon have to catch me with that fire, no lackin Quit frontin your move, aint none of yall bitch ass niggas about no action I get mad in this bitch, come off my hip and wet up your Starter jacket And the niggas Im with gon step on any other nigga that saw it happen Hope you lil niggas know Every nigga round me, he done did it before, Ill kill you at my show Two hundred twenty-five thousand get me out the door, half a million or more I make her cry me a river before we get close, need to get me a boat Tell a nigga, Dont play Make it hard for you, send shots right where you lay Know I keep my distance, one call and Im on the way Im tryna see bout it The only man I fear is God cause they know we bout it Yeah, they know we bout it Only run with steppers, cant do a weak body Only V8s and V12s when we ridin Bad bitch, she ridin, ayy And I gotta fuck with the gang, gang, know he slidin RIP the opps, gotta put clips on opps Fuckin with rich niggas, we wont hit licks, hit for stocks All of the whips convertible, tell her to pick the drop And Ill take a nigga life fore I take a bitch to shop

Yeah Whole lotta niggas with Glocks and pistols Whole lotta hunnids in knots, they Crip blue Niggas think Im somewhere cryin with tissues Certified, internet or not, Ill get with you Bulletproof on the Suburban, Im havin guns with switches, tons of bitches Really can afford to quit doin this shit right now When Im done havin fun, Im chillin 2019, I went bought a nine-acre estate 2020, made twenty-two million Niggas gotta be kiddin I ran laps around all of these niggas, just like ShaCarri Richardson The whole world watchin, they wanna see how he gon figure it The Maybach chocolate, cinnamon Im in this bitch right now like Yosemite These niggas mustve forgot what they were dealin with One of yall could die right now, nigga, literally Whole lotta money in this motherfucker, shoutout to BIA, Im back on my be on my business I used sneak in the club with a lil .22, I got in with the strap in my tennis Eighty percent of these rap niggas bitches, so fuck what you think bout what happened, I did it Gon have to compare me to one of them niggas who aint never care bout none of these niggas I know bitches with more nuts, Sandy These niggas sweet as a bitch, no candy Set this bitch off if you fuck with my family Double-dare one of you niggas to touch me Still aint bumped into you niggas, youre lucky Bitch, Im a big dog and you lil niggas puppies They think Ima fold for that motherfuckin money Bitch, Im in control of me, these niggas puppets Broke ass nigga, too bad Im already havin Too bad I own all my cars and my mansions Too bad I already made my investments Cry me a river, Im over here laughin Bitch, you never met a stand up nigga? Dont understand me, nigga, yeah, Im different Ridin with the top down, chillin ARP ridin shotgun with me Yall out here ridin to them cap ass niggas Yall rappin bout shit, yall not gon live it Bout time I catch another body Fuck around with me, know shots come with it They might just hit me with the R.I.C.O All of my friends keep it real, its the G-code Fuck with the cars, make it spin until he gone Im in the building, some Gram shit with a freak ho Cant kick this shit the way that I kick it Take big nuts to do this shit the way I did it Might as well start savin yall money Yall hatin ass niggas gon pay for this pimpin Pay that, until yall do that, I lay back I aint even trippin, Im straight, man Nigga, you could die from the shit that you talkin bout You gotta be careful, boy, why would you say that? Why would you risk it? Tough ass niggas always ready to die bout that pride and these bitches Like I wont pull up with a vest, a durag, and a hat, about firin on niggas like 50, nigga Im talkin bout 2003, 2004 50, nigga That my motherfuckin nigga too, man, shoutout for being a real nigga Dont you ever fuckin forget that, nigga Theres a whole lotta money in this motherfucker Oh, you scared now? Bitch

That aint DaBaby, thats my baby I was just twenty-two inside the condo Got way too hot, I put the beamer up I had the yellow 745 with rims And my lil bro had the Beamer truck My nieces get good grades I take em shopping for outfits and tell em to keep it up Then I hit the backstreet and picked your bitch up And bent her over and beat her up Your bitch is a dog, need a leash or somethin She suckin on me like a leech or somethin I just sent her home in a cab I told the Arab, Keep the meter running I run through hoes and get rid of em Fuck all my haters, I shit on em And he say that he want some pounds I pulled up on him with like ten of em My name hold weight with a lot of niggas I got so much weight, I could sit on it I turn good girls into freaks When they give me head, make em spit on it Fuck all my haters, I shit on em I fuck the same hoes used to shit on me And Ill slap the shit out a lil nigga And I make him go get his big homie My nigga dangerous and he need to work on his anger, but thats still my nigga though My niggas so real that if I was a bitch then they wouldve robbed me couple years ago Im chillin with my baby mama with a big .40, eating a big bowl of cereal Just got in a argument, she brought me Frosted Flakes, I thought I asked her for Cheerios I was just twenty-two inside the condo Got way too hot, I put the beamer up I had the yellow 745 with rims And my lil bro had the Beamer truck My nieces get good grades I take em shopping for outfits and tell em to keep it up Then I hit the backstreet and picked your bitch up And bent her over and beat her up

Lyrics from Snippet Narcos Bust me down, Pyrex Now this remind me of that hot boy shit That lil Weezy fore he changed his name to Wayne, nigga Might grow some dreads up out my head, pop out like Chief Keef Aint from Chicago, but Im guaranteed to bang, nigga Ima let you know, I dont give a fuck if niggas eight feet I still wont let a nigga play me like a lame nigga Nigga better go play with his lil kids before he play with me Im know to crash, so stay the fuck up out my lane, nigga Go with your move, you lose your life, you make the wrong one You the type of nigga snuck in with a knife, I got a small gun I upped this bitch at you and bowl a strike and make em all run And I hate to be talkin negative, but I gotta let it out If I leave it in, Ima catch a felony, nigga, boom Got a pretty smile and I bust a nigga ass I told my teacher I aint do my homework, I was fuckin half the class Cause I learned to do my math, cause I was fuckin half of my class I thought your class had thirteen hoes? That means I fucked six and a half I took that gas and mixed it with the weed from my Mexican, it was bad Take zip out of every .448 and invested in my craft Givin niggas my CD, but now you see me on the front covers of the magazines and the TVs They coulda seen me with a P.I.D., but instead they see me with the VVs BG, nigga, bling-bling I make them bitches drop it like its hot, my shit on repeat Make me mad, I dropped three albums in a year, call it a three-peat Keep on hatin, I fuck your...

You know, huh? I  aint gotta flex too much man, you know what Im sayin? So  lets try this like this Im with the motherfucker shootin down south, DaBaby, what it do? Two times to DaBaby, lets go Ha,  ooh I  walk in the party, I fuck on your bitch That bitch, she a thot and she give me head Im  fuckin that bitch, yeah, all in your bed Im searching your house where I heard yo ass live Huh, you lame as fuck Fuck your lil bitch and she suckin up, huh Run  up on me, boy, whats up? Huh Run up on me, boy, whats up? Huh Run up on me, boy, whats up? And you know I keep thirties, you know Im not lackin I call up DaBaby, huh He say, What up? He say, Boy, whats crackin? Huh Dexter gon pull up, thats my big bro, yeah, he gon make shit happen So, run up on him, he clap em, huh On God Ooh, huh, fuck your lil bitch and my teeth white, huh Fuck your lil bitch, I feel Off-White, huh I look so good up in Off-White, huh All night, huh I walk in the party, I fuck on your bitch That bitch, she a thot and she give me head Im fuckin that bitch, yeah, all in your bed Im searching your house where I heard yo ass live Huh, you lame as fuck Fuck your lil bitch and she suckin up, huh Run up on me, boy, whats up? Huh Run up on me, boy, whats up? Huh He not a opp, he a broke nigga I just did a feature for four figures Ima shoot fore I fight, he a big nigga Turned the label down, only a six-figure I like bougie hoes, used to like thick bitches She suck my dick like a rich nigga Hold on, Im really a rich nigga Well not really yet but its comin She like how I step, she be blushin Lets just be friends, Im your brother Wanna fuck me, you gotta fuck Dexter She looked at me and said Thats a hundred I walk in the party, I fuck on your bitch That bitch, she a thot and she give me head Im fuckin that bitch, yeah, all in your bed Im searching your house where I heard yo ass live Huh, you lame as fuck Fuck your lil bitch and she suckin up, huh Run up on me, boy, whats up? Huh Run up on me, boy, whats up? BDB, TFO We major

Hahahaha Oh yeah Ayy, yeah Twinkle twinkle, I’m a star Who want a drink? I’m at the bar My favorite freak, I hit it raw A lot of reefer, no cigar I’ve got a leaf up in the car No, I don’t smoke it, I just sell it Ain’t givin’ nothing out on credit So come and see me when you ready Don’t make me rain on your parade I love my niggas like Im gay Go to hell and we don’t pray I’m fresh as hell look at my fade Bitch, can’t you tell it? I’m the wave I can pay for your bitch to get off She keep tellin’ me all of your business I can’t wait for that bitch to quit talkin’ I can’t wait for my clique start ballin’ Pull that cash out, whatever Got a new broad that’s my Cinderella I fuck her friends she gon prolly get jealous I got sauce drippin’ on some chips I can’t get lost in the sauce, I be pimpin’ Fuck what it cost, I’m a boss, I’m gonna spend it I’m not fallin’ off ‘cause I’m ‘bout my business, yeah And I’m gettin’ money my nigga, ain’t got my witness I used to sneak in when my nigga was fuckin’ and rob all the bitches Somebody come home, I can’t leave out the door so I jump out the window Then I started sellin’ pounds out the rental car Pull up tell me what you spendin’ And I’m known for finessin’, I rob you for your money don’t need a pistol I ran off on the plug because drugs he front me is too expensive Now I go get them racks for a show, and I swear it’s hell of a feeling Go ask my manager, I don’t remember I’m right back on the road, don’t got no time for these hoes, now they yellin’ their feelings And free my cousin Dots, free my nigga Rell, they’re both locked up in prison I pull up with a chauffeur, hop out the suburban just like I’m P Diddy They let me off probation and I’m ‘bout to go downtown and pick up my pistol I was fuckin’ your hoe on the low, when you see her tell, “Baby a miss her Used to give me that throat right before she went home to you and let you kiss her She be like, “Fuck ‘em that nigga be trippin’“ Then she wipe up her mouth and I pull my pants, grab my shirt and get missin’ Im gone Haha DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby

Like, nah, for real like, you know Im infatuated with you I just feel like you a natural, you know Like you just got something I like, you know And I like what I like, I like it when I like it Hot girls, where Im from, we dont look like models Tan lines, big curves and the energy glows Youll be falling in love with the girl from Rio Im in love with a girl thats from Rio And Im shootin my shot like a free throw Quick two points, can you keep up with me though? I try not to talk, she in love with my lingo I went took a jet to fly out to Rio to go have some sex This gold weighin kilos all over my nеck Need somebody to take em off so I can strеtch I need you there with me, baby I had too much time in my schedule lately I been grindin harder like I never made it All this time invested in my elevation to the top Got all of these haters wishin I would stop In love with you, baby, wait, but maybe not Like maybe Im faithful, maybe Im a thot Im in love with a girl thats from Rio Oh woah I got it, I got it, I got it, I got it It runs in my blood, oh I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it You already know, oh A dime, a dozen Im lucky, Im lucky, Im lucky I know, oh Its my love affair, yeah Hot girls, where Im from, we dont look like models Tan lines, big curves and the energy glows Youll be falling in love with the girl from Rio Vai malandra, gringo canta, todo mundo canta Hot girls, where Im from, we dont look like models Tan lines, big curves and the energy glows Youll be falling in love with the girl from Rio Vai malandra, gringo canta, todo mundo canta Honório Gurgel forever Babies havin babies like it doesnt matter Yeah the streets have raised me, Im favela Baby, its my love affair, its my love affair, yeah I just had to leave another lover Guess he couldnt handle my persona Cause Im cold like winter, hot like summer Baby, its my love affair, its my love affair, yeah Oh woah I got it, I got it, I got it, I got it It runs in my blood, oh I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it You already know, oh A dime, a dozen Im lucky, Im lucky, Im lucky I know, oh Its my love affair, yeah Hot girls, where Im from, we dont look like models Tan lines, big curves and the energy glows Youll be falling in love with the girl from Rio Vai malandra, gringo canta, todo mundo canta Hot girls, where Im from, we dont look like models Tan lines, big curves and the energy glows Youll be falling in love with the girl from Rio Vai malandra, gringo canta, todo mundo canta Hot girls, where Im from, we dont look like models Tan lines, big curves and the energy glows Youll be falling in love with the girl from Rio Vai malandra, gringo canta, todo mundo canta Hot girls, where Im from, we dont look like models Tan lines, big curves and the energy glows Youll be falling in love with the girl from Rio

Beat that pussy for a hour in the shower Then step out and bust a line down on the sink Lil bitch, ay, ay, that lil pussy got some power but that pussy dont got power over me I got this white bitch in LA, that ho a freak She do cocaine, she up all night, I go to sleep She say that she a vegetarian I give her meat I think she lyin, but I wont tell her business I keep it discrete Pass around these bitches they get lonely when I leave I think I should cap and gown these bitches, give me dome with no degree Steady running laps around you niggas, bitches never go to sleep Make your nigga mad, take a picture, post it, and delete They say Im trigger happy cause Ima blow before I speak Im in the sprinter with a IG model rubbing on my feet Whoop a nigga with a Henny bottle, offer him a drink Take a nigga bitch, she came with you, shes walking out with me I take her home and then I... Beat that pussy for a hour in the shower Then step out and bust a line down on the sink Lil bitch, ay, ay, that lil pussy got some power but that pussy dont got power over me, ay Power aint cheap Lil bitch, I need them uppers not them downers, cause them downers make Lil Doobie go to sleep, ay I aint counting sheep, lil bitch Tell them bitches get from round us, we aint thirsty ho, we had enough to drink And these bottles aint cheap, lil bitch Need a freak, lil bitch Hungry for the dick? I got all you can eat, lil bitch She need some meat, lil bitch I got a feast, lil bitch So much cocaine on my gums, cant feel my teeth, lil bitch Doobie! Ima bust the rice down, like a Chinese kitchen When I fucked my first squirter, thought she might be pissing Boy, dont tell that girl you love her, cause I might be hitting it Swear to god me and my brothers really eiffey these bitches , feel like im dancing in a opera Im so bored with these bitches, Id rather smoke with my partners Im so bored with these bitches I made her keep her pants on her We have nothing in common, Id rather get to the commas You cant tell me nothing, now I know Im really buzzing And Im probably the drunkest and the highest at the function If I aint getting money, then Im probably getting I be smoking off the onion, countin change like the subject Bitch you know my name Doobie Beat that pussy for a hour in the shower Then step out and bust a line down on the sink Lil bitch, ay, ay, that lil pussy got some power but that pussy dont got power over me, ay Power aint cheap Lil bitch, I need them uppers not them downers, cause them downers make Lil Doobie go to sleep, ay I aint counting sheep, lil bitch Tell them bitches get from round us, we aint thirsty ho, we had enough to drink And these bottles aint cheap, lil bitch Need a freak, lil bitch Hungry for the dick? I got all you can eat, lil bitch She need some meat, lil bitch I got a feast, lil bitch So much cocaine on my gums, cant feel my- Hit her with a text, lemme see sum Heard you givin good neck, Ima need some, yeah Make me a believer I dont believe none Its a threesome, we fucking and your niece coming, girl He aint got a sack, niggas bag-less Shouldve made a movie, niggas actors Love a ghetto bitch Ima savage Let the money fall from the sky, this shit Tetris Ill never beg for a bitch Open leg stand, do the splits, let her stand on the dick Baby, Im the man on the 6 I dont do no dancin and shit, but my bands do the jig Beat that pussy for a hour in the shower Then step out and bust a line down on the sink Lil bitch, ay, ay, that lil pussy got some power but that pussy dont got power over me, ay Power aint cheap Lil bitch, I need them uppers not them downers, cause them downers make Lil Doobie go to sleep, ay I aint counting sheep, lil bitch Tell them bitches get from round us, we aint thirsty ho, we had enough to drink And these bottles aint cheap, lil bitch Need a freak, lil bitch Hungry for the dick? I got all you can eat, lil bitch She need some meat, lil bitch I got a feast, lil bitch So much cocaine on my gums, cant feel my teeth, lil bitch Yuh!

KE on The Track Uh-huh Man, fuck it, nigga, I really aint playin Im back on my Baby Jesus shit, man, like You know, it is what it is Fuck everything, me against the world What the fuck a nigga mean? Bitches treat me like a king, you can call me Mr. Clean I just lied to your ho Put on autotune and told her I can really sing Run up on me, Ima squeeze Back in, count the back end, then we leave Fuck the show money, that aint no money I make more money sellin Ps Thank the Lord, he blessed me with another plug So you know I ran off on my other plug I mix the low ball with OG and drop the ticket They come get it, I run it up When niggas be hatin, I smell it on em Im duckin and dodgin them felonies I would just pull up broad day and start blowin at you But I know they gon tell on me I left in a rental car, had about twenty on me But came back with just money on me Im fucking this bitch and she just wont stop squirtin on me She be suckin and slurpin on me Call up DaBaby and tell em, stop shittin on me All this sauce, it be drippin on me See me in person and said, He look different, dont he? Saw my pictures, put kisses on em Cant fuck with niggas cause niggas be switchin on me I always saw the bitch in homie Im in the mall with my daughter in flip flops But I still got the pistol on me I bow my head every day, I know God with me But I still keep the rod with me Two .40s, it feel like the mob with me Fuck what they talkin bout? I be like What the fuck a nigga mean? Bitches treat me like a king, you can call me Mr. Clean I just lied to your ho Put on autotune and told her I can really sing Run up on me, Ima squeeze Back in, count the back end, then we leave Fuck the show money, that aint no money I make more money sellin Ps What the fuck a nigga mean?

You bitches seasonal Tay motherfuckin Money is forever Forever Baby girl like woah, woah He like the way I move it , I be groovy Like the way I do it , Im too fluid And he wanna shoot a movie , thats my booty, ayy Boy, get your hands , off my booty, ayy Baby girl like woah, baby girl like go Baby girl like woah, baby girl like go Baby girl like woah, baby girl like go Baby girl like woah, baby girl like go Got that sticky icky, know that he gon pick me This lil Tay, this not Iggy , just like Kobe, I drop sixty Now he goin in a wave , put him in a grave Now he beggin me to call, boy, how it feel to wait? I can bring a friend, come on, baby, whats the play? He aint know what love was til I put it in his face Aint know what drugs was til he got a hit of Tay Now I got him fucked up, he tryna hit me every day I cant call the plug, they might listen to the message And since Im in the hills, I cant really get reception Cant really do no basic , he lame but I dont say shit I seen your boyfriend naked He like the way I move it , I be groovy Like the way I do it , Im too fluid And he wanna shoot a movie , thats my booty, ayy Boy, get your hands , off my booty, ayy Baby girl like woah, baby girl like go Baby girl like woah, baby girl like go Baby girl like woah, baby girl like go Baby girl like woah, baby girl like go Baby girl like woah , Im not a ho So why you got your hands all on my dick all in my show? Fuckin up my lil performance , these hoes, they gettin annoying Freak hoes all in a line outside our bus while we was tourin I let her suck my dick, okay, just once, cause she was boring Fuck around and went to sleep, bitch woke me up, said I was snorin I told that lil bitch get out, diamonds shine when I talk shit now I ran into his bitch a couple times, I think I like his bitch now He like the way I move it , I be groovy Like the way I do it , Im too fluid And he wanna shoot a movie , thats my booty, ayy Boy, get your hands , off my booty, ayy Baby girl like woah, baby girl like go Baby girl like woah, baby girl like go Baby girl like woah, baby girl like go Baby girl like woah, baby girl like go Im tired of these hoes stealin my swag You can take it, you can have it, Ill give it to ya Youll never be Tay Money, ho, thats a fact These bitches do what I do, and thats that, aha

Lyrics from Snippet Look, if she wanna fuck, she gotta sign, ah, yeah, ooh My shit drop Friday, couple hours Talkin bout a couple hours Ah lit, this too Look, if she wanna fuck, she gotta sign for it I been on the road for seven months, I had time for it Without an MBA , ballin NBA She knew for five minutes, but she call a nigga bae You know I like to switch the way I kick it I shoot a tall nigga like a midget in two thousand dollar tennis I was getttin blunt and chillin, reminiscin Bout when my mama had two jobs, part time job at Wendys But now my mama want it, she can get it Look at your Baby, rich ass Nigga play with me, I put that .40 on his bitch ass Mm, yeah, they like the way I kick that Had to get back on my toes, she had a big ass Prolly heard that KIRK droppin at midnight, you need to grab it I fell in love with guns when I used to see my daddy Spend it, pistols , fully automatic Im pimpin, hoppin out the whip like Uncle Aaron My new shit drop a couple hours Your boo hitch need a couple dollars True that, your girlfriend ours My bitch was speakin Spanish, like the bitch was playin Power You know this be produced by the Kiddo Dont make me put the scat pack up and pull up on you in a Benzo You know my paper longer than a limo I bend her over backwards, bitch flexible Look like we playin limbo

Somebody tell these rappers leave me lone now My feature price went up, I charge 5K for a song now Thats too high for you? Fuck you, I should really charge you ten I went and broke bread with the family when I couldve bought a Benz They know what it was, they know what it is I built up a buzz, I cut off some friends Them niggas was fake, my niggas was real My cousin went state, he need an appeal Im having filet, its fresh off the grill These niggas aint ate, just look at they ribs Just stay out my way if you wanna live The last nigga played, he no longer here, goddamn I put a fuck nigga up Im in the store with my daughter, the cameras recording, they know it was tucked Them niggas aint really know that it was up with me, now niggas know that its up And they act like they traumatized by how I did em, but I really dont give a fuck No, I really dont give a damn Too late when that bitch in my hand They know Im the shit, Ima stand I blew his shit on the cans They wanna see me in the jam and throw out the key and take me from the fam Just make sure when you play with me that you ready, Ill put you to sleep like a Xan, bitch Somebody tell these rappers leave me lone now They heard I caught a body, everybody callin my phone now I know that you aint bout it, when you got smoke, you pull your phone out You better use your brains, youll fuck around and get em blown out Bitch, Im tired, forgive me if I zone out You know its way harder to sleep When you got your heart in the streets I make them throw a white sheet on your ass, you better call the police And Ive just been itching to stop me a nigga, so dont get it started with me, you better leave me alone Just stay up out my way before somebody die today, goddamn Leave me alone Stay up out my way before somebody die today, ayy, ayy Leave me alone .40 on my waist, in the car, I got the K, ayy, ayy Leave me alone Im on they ass today, its DaBaby, baby, baby Haha Bitch ass nigga Fuck you talkin bout, the best mothafuckin rapper, the prettiest Charlotte nigga alive Baby Jesus AKA Da-motherfuckin-Baby AKA think it aint on me Man Billion Dollar Baby shit, man, Charlotte shit man, Carolina shit man, you dig? Huh? Huh? Leave me alone

Theyre tryin to run off with my drip Im tryin to send a couple pounds to my bitch Uh, I try to play Mr. Nice Guy But fuck my other plug, Im hoppin the fence I got my weight up Im in this bitch, Im doing push-ups like 50 I got on a bandana like 2Pac And going, going back to Cali like Biggie Ive got them bows for the low They pull up and shop at the store Stand on his hill, thats a .40 Uh, and when that bitch up, its gonna blow My lil bitch put my Glock in her name My lil bitch dont be talkin to lames I be like, Babe, get me an addy My bitch put the box in her name My bitch gon give me another one Matter fact, get two more, bring my brother one And we in a house on the hill Im tryin to save up to get another one We bout whatever, you know that The pack came on Thursday, no throwback Fuck all that talkin, for sure that Im in this bitch boppin like Kodak Check my Rollie, make em dizzy Bitches on me, Pretty Ricky Take your ho and bring her with me She suck my dick, she left a hickey Im boppin, sprintin like Im Diddy My feet dont touch the ground, Im floatin Im the type to hurt your feelings Take your bitch and bust her open Theyre tryin to run off with my drip Im tryin to send a couple pounds to my bitch now I try to play Mr. Nice Guy But fuck my other plug, Im hoppin the fence Uh, I got my weight up Im in this bitch, Im doing push-ups like 50 I got on a bandana like 2Pac And going, going back to Cali like Biggie, huh

They say he likes a good time He comes alive at midnight My mama doesnt trust him Hes only here for one thing, but Yeah, a little bit older, a black leather jacket A bad reputation, insatiable habits He was onto me, one look and I couldnt breathe, yeah I said, if he kissed me, I might let it happen I swear on my life that Ive been a good girl Tonight, I dont wanna be her They say he likes a good time He comes alive at midnight My mama doesnt trust him Hes only here for one thing, but Look, Im the type to make her turn on her daddy DaBaby make her forget what she learned from her daddy I dont be tripping on lil shawty, I let her do whatever she please I dont be kissing on lil shawty, she dont be kissing on me either She came with you, then left with me I went up a point, lets call it even Dont like the car she in, gon end up buyin her a new Bimmer That girl know what she want, she make me take it off when she see me She say I make her wet whenever my face pop up on TV I had to say, No disrespect, gotta do it safe or you can keep it Pop star, Im fresh up out the trap and Im going Bieber She know Im a call away, she can drop a pin and Id come meet her Stand next to me, you gon end up catchin a fever Im hot I swear on my life that Ive been a good girl Tonight, I dont wanna be her They say he likes a good time He comes alive at midnight My mama doesnt trust him Hes only here for one thing, but I dont wanna make assumptions But I can tell youre up to something She wanna see me clean, no quarantine Im only here for one thing Prolly should have gave her a warning We party hard to the next morning We livin in the Hills, see the sunbeam I found out what it is, she in love with me We need us sunscreen, eyes on me We still on our feet, cant touch this Aint no slowin down, we above speed And you know a good girl gotta love me They say he likes a good time He comes alive at midnight My mama doesnt trust him Hes only here for one thing, but

Goddamn DaBaby Yeah Firzt on the track Ima keep it real, Im being honest You can be my baby mama You never ever broke a promise Unless you treat me like Obama Im always gone, Im on the road So Im never worried bout them hoes Can you hold it down til I get home? She try to leave, I be like, No Cause she got that fire Ima let it burn like Usher Ima let it burn like Usher Ima let it burn like Usher Yeah, she got that fire Ima let it burn like Usher Ima let it burn like Usher Ima let it burn like Usher Yeah, she got that fire, the water boiling I got other women, but them girls annoying I just wanna treat you like my girl and spoil ya Get you pregnant, let you have my daughter, daughter While Im not at home, boo, can you keep it loyal? Hold that shit down, dont you lie to me I got so many hoes, know you tired of me They want me to be a pimp, Im not tryna be Yeah, this is in my blood, I cant get it out of me Im a dog, Im a dog, Im a dog Talk a girl outta her draws Tell her, Dont call, Ima call No, I dont be bothered at all I done got sick of them hoes Act like we aint did it before Tryna get rid of them hoes Ima keep it real, Im being honest You can be my baby mama You never ever broke a promise Unless you treat me like Obama Im always gone, Im on the road So Im never worried bout them hoes Can you hold it down til I get home? She try to leave, I be like, No Cause she got that fire Ima let it burn like Usher Ima let it burn like Usher Ima let it burn like Usher Yeah, she got that fire Ima let it burn like Usher Ima let it burn like Usher Ima let it burn like Usher

Play and you lay We take em out, no date Fuck nigga be four plus eight Trippin, he jumped off the porch too late I put blue hundreds on him, yeah, Im havin my way It get sticky, somebody block get yellow-taped You know we slidin like safe He get slimed, Im ridin with snakes I put monkey nuts on my iron and I think Im an ape I put monkey nuts on the AR Im tryna knock the opps off the radar These niggas washed up like JR Know thesе niggas my sons like Jr. Draw guns, nigga, lets have a facе-off She fun size, she let me fuck her face raw And we ball hard, like we in the playoffs Tap the gas, whip sound like a race car When its up, its goin down like a see-saw We go down, aint no tellin what we saw I put that pussy in the ER Had his bitch riding dick like hee-haw Im pourin Wock in my liter Rich nigga, I dont need a PR I had these bitch niggas peed off ´Cause Im popping my shit on these peons Play and you lay We take em out, no date Fuck nigga be four plus eight Trippin, he jumped off the porch too late I put blue hundreds on him, yeah, Im havin my way It get sticky, somebody block get yellow-taped You know we slidin like safe He get slimed, Im ridin with snakes I put monkey nuts on my iron and I think Im an ape These niggas my Jr., sons He gon get hit with the Smith Catch bodies in rentals and Lyfts Tostitos, these niggas get dipped Peter Roll, turn that beat to burrito Guns in Cali like a GTA cheat code Paid in full, they say Ola like Rico Pistol whip him, he got slapped with that fire Like karma, I pull up, you die Water park, Im finna walk up and slide Coronavirus, need a mask in my ride Drop me a deuce and I beat up the pot LeBron James, we gotta ring up my shot Opp shoppin, leave him dead on the lot Dead doc, it gotta wait from the cops Real stepper, we put niggas on FOX Play and you lay We take em out, no date Fuck nigga be four plus eight Trippin, he jumped off the porch too late I put blue hundreds on him, yeah, Im havin my way It get sticky, somebody block get yellow-taped You know we slidin like safe He get slimed, Im ridin with snakes I put monkey nuts on my iron and I think Im an ape

Ladies and gentlemen Juvie Introducing Jazze Phazzle, woo Blac Youngsta DaBaby Suckin like a pro Bad bitch, pulled down, popped up Fucked me like a pro I’ma count up on your legs, propped up Smoking out the bowl Im a young rich nigga, bossed up Feed me like a goat Bad bitch, bad bitch, bad bitch Fucked me like a pro Bad bitches put your back into it Broke up with my bitch, you know we back into it Fucked me like a pro Fucking bitches out in Hollywood Bring your problems, make sure that my problems good Fucked me like a pro Ima run a train, make ’em line up, fuck em all together She was here when I aint really have shit, we gon ball together My bitch she a really good bitch, do what I tell her If you heard her when she called me Da-da, then you would think I had her Im the type of nigga thatll pick my shit and leave Type of nigga keep a bad bitch on my sleeve Fuck me like a pro Im the type of nigga thatll pull up with the weed Type of nigga keep a bad bitch on her knees Suckin’ like a pro You the type of nigga tryna keep up with the speed I’m the type of nigga tell the ho I cant read ’Cause Im counting slow Fucked a tall, lanky bird bitch in the trees When I told my home boys, they couldnt believe, that she Suckin like a pro Bad bitch, pulled down, popped up Fucked me like a pro I’ma count up on your legs, propped up Smoking out the bowl Im a young rich nigga, bossed up Feed me like a goat Bad bitch, bad bitch, bad bitch Fucked me like a pro Bad bitches put your back into it Broke up with my bitch, you know we back into it Fucked me like a pro Fucking bitches out in Hollywood Bring your problems, make sure that my problems good Fucked me like a pro Roc-A-Fella bitches treat me like Im Jigga I aint her nigga, but she fuck me like Im her nigga She gon fuck me like a ho I feel like Superman when I hit her She say Im black just like Im Youngsta, nigga play with us and we dumpin, we on Go Aint no bitch finna be off limits for you, nigga She know I can fuck whenever I want thats why I ask if she got a lil busy She bounce that ass like Wow Yeah, thats how it sound, we fuck on the ground, she throw it like Bow Im feeling like Creed, Im bout to get beat, throw in the towel She fuck me so good, fell in love with it She know I get nasty, I put my thumb in the butt Got her falling in love with me Im with your bitch, giving her dick, dawg, while you take her in public The way that I pay attention when that ass clap You could say that I study it Suckin like a pro Bad bitch, pulled down, popped up Fucked me like a pro Ima count up on your legs, propped up Smoking out the bowl Im a young rich nigga, bossed up Feed me like a goat Bad bitch, bad bitch, bad bitch Fucked me like a pro Bad bitches put your back into it Broke up with my bitch, you know we back into it Fucked me like a pro Fucking bitches out in Hollywood Bring your problems, make sure that my problems good Fucked me like a pro

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Man, its Baby, Baby Jesus DaBaby, DaBaby, Baby Jesus Yeah, I believe in God Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Man, its Baby, Baby Jesus DaBaby, DaBaby, Baby Jesus Yeah, I believe in God DaBabys for president I would like to represent Charlotte And now Im addressing my residence I am not your regular artist I had a condo on the 22nd floor, these niggas didnt even have an apartment I had a whole nother spot where I kept all the weed, had more guns in that bitch than the army Dont get me started They copy my style and my swag and my lingo I come and take my shit back like Im repo We fucking up commas like this a casino I do the Heisman Like, watch out, lil bitch, you can call me Tim Tebow, hey My real name is John, Im the neighborhood hero I dont got a job, but Im ballin like D Rose You cant be my girl, Ima call you my best friend Chocking her out when we fucking, Im strong with my left hand DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby That pussy my favorite I just wanna save it for later, ay The pussy so wet, call it Tracy McGrady And she wanna taste but she say Im her favorite flavor Ima pull your hair and choke you out Bend you over make you poke it out Pull your shoulders make you throw it back Put a hickey on your lower back Ima pull your hair and choke you out Bend you over make you poke it out Pull your shoulders make you throw it back Put a hickey on your lower back Ima pull your hair and choke you out Bend you over make you poke it out Pull your shoulders make you throw it back Put a hickey on your lower back She say she in love with the coco Im sorry, I cant fall in love, thats a no-no Please remain silent fuck domestic violence I lock her in handcuffs, she think Im the popo I made her say, Fuck the police, fuck the police, hey We cutting up in them sheets, both of us going to sleep She dont need no makeup, she bad when she wake up We cut up the fuse so we fuck and we lay up I dont need Molly cause she make me stay up I might just go fly my lil freak to Jamaica So watch out, lil bih, hey Watch out, lil bih, hey Watch out, lil bih, hey Watch out, lil bih

I will turn into a convertible I will turn into Post Malone Just signed a deal, Im stupid coughing Good! Shush Oh, OK Convertible I just checked my balance, Im broke Good! Convertible Im a convertible Hah? Uh-oh! Hah? I dont know Bro, dont make me go take a shit in your pocket just to show you this shit cant fit in your pocket Im going back to monke Thats the convertible Talking bout dick? Imma suck that Got 32 balls in one of my pockets The other one, thats where the cock at Hah Lets go Im thinking bout pulling it out Im thinking bout pulling my cock And Im thinking bout fucking myself

Yeah, real nigga rockstar shit nigga Fuck a nigga mean, nigga? Im the realest motherfuckin rockstar in it, nigga Fuck a nigga mean? Huh? Its up there I just told my nigga we finna get rich I just told my bitch Ill go get us some money I got me a choppa banana my clip Hop out the whip like a muhfuckin monkey I keep on scratchin on my hands cause they itch Im bout to get me some muhfuckin money I aint got no time to be savin a bitch I want that bread like a motherfuckin junkie I just told my nigga we finna get rich I just told my bitch Ill go get us some money I got me a choppa, banana my clip Hop out the whip like a muhfuckin monkey I keep on scratchin on my hands cause they itch Im bout to get me some muhfuckin money I aint got no time to be savin a bitch I want that bread like a muhfuckin junkie Itch, itch, itch, itch, itch, itch, itch, itch My motherfuckin hands itch I fuck yo muhfuckin bitch She suck my muhfuckin dick I got that muhfuckin stick I make yall muhfuckin dip So watch all they muhfuckin lip I tried to let nigga slide But Im gon start poppin my shit My brother fuck with the vibe But my other brother a crip I gave my nigga a high five We just want hit us a lick My nigga know Ima ride Yall niggas aint gon do shit I just told my nigga we finna get rich I just told my bitch Ill go get us some money I got me a choppa banana my clip Hop out the whip like a muhfuckin monkey I keep on scratchin on my hands cause they itch Im bout to get me some muhfuckin money I aint got no time to be savin a bitch I want that bread like a motherfuckin juggie I just told my nigga we finna get rich I just told my bitch Ill go get us some money I got me a choppa, banana my clip Hop out the whip like a muhfuckin monkey I keep on scratchin on my hands cause they itch Im bout to get me some muhfuckin money I aint got no time to be savin a bitch I want that bread like a muhfuckin junkie Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho Somebody come get ya ho She keep on textin my phone Yo bitch wont leave me alone She need to let that shit go That nigga let bitches slide And this nigga didnt even know My little bitch is so fine Yo lil bitch look like my bro I aint been giving her time Lately, I been in my zone Bitches see me and they cry Hug me and smell my cologne I got no reason to lie But I know that L in there, thats the throne I just told my nigga we finna get rich I just told my bitch Ill go get us some money I got me a choppa banana my clip Hop out the whip like a muhfuckin monkey I keep on scratchin on my hands cause they itch Im bout to get me some muhfuckin money I aint got no time to be savin a bitch I want that bread like a motherfuckin juggie I just told my nigga we finna get rich I just told my bitch Ill go get us some money I got me a choppa, banana my clip Hop out the whip like a muhfuckin monkey I keep on scratchin on my hands cause they itch Im bout to get me some muhfuckin money I aint got no time to be savin a bitch I want that bread like a muhfuckin junkie DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby And Im back on my Baby Jesus shit, nigga Im back poppin my shit, fuck a nigga mean? Uh, Im the best rapper, fuck, rockstar shit nigga Im the realest rockstar in it, you know what I mean? Im bout to start goddamn gettin them Gettin them goddamn pretty white girls That goddamn snort cocaine on stage and shit Im bout to start getting my dick sucked on stage Im bout to start breaking shit at my shows and shit Im the realest rockstar in it What the fuck a nigga mean, man? Fuck, a nigga cant put me in no box, nigga Im, Im different Ha

My bitch,​ she just went through my phone and she left me We just broke up through a text Went through IG and seen our lil message I said, Fuck it, and went bought a two-door Im a dog, I cant help it, Im Cujo She called me selfish, thats true, though Cause a nigga like me need a few hoes She called me selfish thats true though Ima fuck off, Ima do that Im out of town with my new ho We fucked the first night, then I flew back My bitch from the west side like 2Pac Better go get some cigars, get a two pack I just went, sold a pound in some flip flops A white tee and a muhfucking durag I just dropped a box, my nigga caught it then we flip it I just called my dog and we aint got a cheap Patek Im riding with your bitch, but baby dont belong to me Ima bring her back and turn her in just like a rental Im cool on these hoes, they so stressful I just cut off my new bitch, she extra I got off on my new plug, finessed him I play chess, let you nigga play checkers Bitch

That aint DaBaby, thats my baby Fuck a KeKe, nigga Heard you paid her for the pussy, got if free-free, nigga, huh Im the man, my city need me nigga People all around the country play my CD, nigga Im a extra special nigga, I dont think that you should sleep on Run up on me, he gone, its hot outside, the heat on I dont wanna chit-chat, you know Im really with that Ima do it right there, dont gotta get no getback Im in and out the airport, Im always out the city I got bitches cryin for me at my show like Im Drizzy Like to do my dance on them hoes, yeah, they dig it Got these other niggas actin like some hoes, they in their feelings Dont know how these niggas doin but its gravy on my side You in the car, you gotta have a gun, thats how I ride You know that I had to grow some nuts and try you on the timeline Cant even pay his phone bill, he hatin on the Wi-Fi, damn You coulda spent that time with your kids Ive been spendin time with mine, thats just how a nigga is I dont need no recognition, thats just how a nigga live Every nigga with me felon, I aint ridin with no friends They like the way I switch that Everybody want a piece of me Bitch, Im a Kit-Kat, chocolate-ass nigga Bring a chocolate nigga shit back , I knock a nigga shit back You saw ya homeboy shoot some, you prolly never did that These niggas be some small fries, actin like some big cats Before they got their first pound, I was sellin 10-packs Ya nigga need to sit up, I prolly need to sit back Im heavy, bitch Im big weight, Im workin on my six-pack He in and out the gym now, he tryna get his bitch back We front you and you ran out, he tryna get his shit back And that shit got you in your feelings I just gotta be real with ya

Huh Shes too bougie, she aint average A bad bitch Bought her a Patek, thats a glass wrist Shoot your shot and miss her I got all the fine hoes , they like all my pictures Pullin off in that drop-top , sittin back gettin my dick sucked She nasty, my lil bitch chargin lame niggas for pussy if you askin My lil niggas throwin Cs up like Tookie gettin it crackin Niggas be wolfin and they freeze up and get shipped when you give em action I really be kicked back with my feet up just lookin at the niggas laughin Bitch, you know what time it is , let me check my wrist watch Diamonds on me dancin, they dancin like a TikTok Gotta meet em at thе hotel, you cant come to his house Ima hit you with my shoеs on in case you gotta get kicked out I cant be mingling with no bitch-ass niggas, Id rather take my bitch out Drop a hit and steal a whip out here, then show you what this stick bout My religion say, No sex before the marriage, I dont get how She supposed to get this ring before she get to see what this dick bout Shes too bougie, she aint average A bad bitch Bought her a Patek, thats a glass wrist Shoot your shot and miss her I got all the fine hoes , they like all my pictures Pullin off in that drop-top, sittin back gettin my dick sucked She nasty, my lil bitch chargin lame niggas for pussy if you askin My lil niggas throwin Cs up like Tookie gettin it crackin Niggas be wolfin and they freeze up and get shipped when you give em action I really be kicked back with my feet up just lookin at the niggas laughin Dont fuck with no snitches She a bougie bitch, she dont never do no dishes And the head good, so good, I think I miss it Got a G-Wag but she might go get a Bentley She charge them by the penny Got too many bitches, we pickin em out Theres never a drought Its crazy what niggas will do for the clout Whats that shit about? Shoot your shot and miss , Eliantte wrist He was early morning trappin for a Birkin, thats a brick Hit the label, five milli for an album, thats a lick On his head, I dropped a knick They gon get him gone quick Yall got me laughin Might post a milli but I dont need a caption The money my fashion Buyin real estate cause I need some more mansions Shes too bougie, she aint average A bad bitch Bought her a Patek, thats a glass wrist Shoot your shot and miss her I got all the fine hoes , they like all my pictures Pullin off in that drop-top, sittin back gettin my dick sucked She nasty, my lil bitch chargin lame niggas for pussy if you askin My lil niggas throwin Cs up like Tookie gettin it crackin Niggas be wolfin and they freeze up and get shipped when you give em action I really be kicked back with my feet up just lookin at the niggas laughin Bitch

Lookin’ like a walkin’ lick Lookin’ like a walkin’ lick yeah Twenty bitches on my dick I be coolin’ with my clique yeah Everybody want my bitch Everybody want my bitch yeah I can’t help it, I’m the shit I be like this is legit, ah I give the stick on me, look like a lick, all the bad bitches lick on me They say I’m like licorice, I melt in their mouth so deliciously I’ve got a bitch with ass like delicious, she told me she sick of me And I’ve got some shit in my sleeve, other niggas used to shit on me I make the table and if you ain’t hungry, I won’t let you sit with me I lost at least couple of times on the way, now it’s time for a victory I take a loss and bounce back like a boss, turn a loss to a memory And I’ve got all them fuck niggas up out of my circle that fucked up my energy Lookin’ like a walkin’ lick Lookin’ like a walkin’ lick yeah Twenty bitches on my dick I be coolin’ with my clique yeah Everybody want my bitch Everybody want my bitch yeah I can’t help it, I’m the shit I be like this is legit, ah I’m the nigga and they love it, got me screamin’ fuck it I don’t need a budget They know I’ve got the cheapest numbers, everybody love me, so the P in public I tried to give that ho my number four or five years ago but she ain’t want it And now the bitch be on dick, she think I don’t remember, boy these bitches funny These niggas fifty I’m a hundred, duckin’ all this fame and love ‘cause I don’t want it Do these niggas ‘round you really love you, nigga fuck a friend and better get some money Uh, cleanest nigga you’ve done seen in a minute Just made a play for the P at the Wendy’s I ain’t get no food, ‘cause my lil bitch be cookin’ And when I don’t eat she go get to trippin’ Lookin’ like a walkin’ lick Lookin’ like a walkin’ lick yeah Twenty bitches on my dick I be coolin’ with my clique yeah Everybody want my bitch Everybody want my bitch yeah I can’t help it, I’m the shit I be like this is legit, ah Lookin’ like a walkin’ lick Lookin’ like a walkin’ lick yeah Twenty bitches on my dick I be coolin’ with my clique yeah Everybody want my bitch Everybody want my bitch yeah I can’t help it, I’m the shit I be like this is legit, ah

Yeah, yeah, yeah That aint DaBaby, thats my baby Firzt on the track Yeah, your shit, keep it real, nigga, you know? Uh, uh, uh I ride with two burners and a flip phone, switch the numbers I dont pay the bill Just dropped a video, and got a mil I be so up they think I popped a pill Bitches be on me asking how it feels Supposed to get a mil when you keep it real I like to hop in the whip with ya bitch on the highway and get some head behind the wheel I just be blessing niggas with the sauce He gon run off and act like it was his You just a middle man, go get your boss Dont make me slap a nigga like a kid I put this bitch on the map My bitch got so thick, she look fat I got the stick on my lap I point that bitch at your hat Push up on me and its over We pour codeine in our soda I just went to go make a play Pulled up with mo weed than a grower Fuck the fade, I need a perm Pull up and collect like Big Worm And fuck a Deebo, he boxing If I was Craig, I wouldve shot him I ride with two burners and a flip phone, switch the numbers I dont the bill Just dropped a video, and got a mil I be so up they think I popped a pill Bitches be on me asking how it feels Supposed to get a mil when you keep it real I like to hop in the whip with ya bitch on the highway and get some head behind the wheel I ride with two burners and a flip phone, switch the numbers I dont the bill Just dropped a video, and got a mil I be so up they think I popped a pill Bitches be on me asking how it feels Supposed to get a mil when you keep it real I like to hop in the whip with ya bitch on the highway and get some head behind the wheel I ride with two burners and a flip phone, switch the numbers I dont the bill Just dropped a video, and got a mil I be so up they think I popped a pill Bitches be on me asking how it feels Supposed to get a mil when you keep it real I like to hop in the whip with ya bitch on the highway and get some head behind the wheel

Ayy, this for them slim thick bitches too Huh? Firzt on the track Ayy, yo Uh-uh Big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt I like the way that her ass move Spinnin around like a ceiling fan She didn’t wan go through no middle man So she got my number off Instagram Big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt I like the way that her ass move Spinnin around like a ceiling fan She didn’t wan go through no middle man So she got my number off Instagram Im on the way to pick my bitch up Stuck in traffic get my dick sucked Stuffin gas inside the big blunt Every time she call my phone, I pick up Hit her while Im rubbin on my fade If you want my bitch then we can trade Pourin syrup in that lemonade Its DaBaby-Baby-Baby-Baby She turned around put her tongue out I put both hands in the air I’m actin’ like she pulled a gun out I used to be stalkin her page I hit the DM for the hook up That ass should be locked in a cage Her booty look like it do push-ups And she got a Big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt I like the way that her ass move Spinnin’ around like a ceiling fan She didnt wan go through no middle man So she got my number off Instagram Big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt I like the way that her ass move Spinnin around like a ceiling fan She didn’t wan go through no middle man So she got my number off Instagram Damn, I like the way that ass move Now bend it over, baby, shake some She remind me of my last boo It aint no way she eatin fast food Cause that booty clap like a clapper I showed that ass to my partner She get that back from her mama She move that ass like a yo-yo She gave that ass to my bro-bro I got kinda mad on the low-low But I aint goin sad over no ho And the pretty girls just want my money They prolly dont know thats a no-no Damn, that lil bitch right there ugly If she still got a ass, nigga, YOLO And she got a Big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt I like the way that her ass move Spinnin around like a ceiling fan She didnt wan go through no middle man So she got my number off Instagram Big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt , big butt I like the way that her ass move Spinnin around like a ceiling fan She didnt wan go through no middle man So she got my number off Instagram

Lyrics from Snippet Ayy, yo, K.i.D Bitch, Ima dog, that’s how I talk My bitch, she like how I be cussin  Yeah, bitch, she like how I be fuckin I put her forehead on my forehead Tell her, Bitch, this pussy mine, ain’t no discussion She like, Yeah, thats what she like when she be nuttin She back to back, thats how I act when it be up there You broke ass baby daddy aint got no car, aint even got bus fare You need my driver come and pick you up? She be like, Fuck yeah This where my brother and em keep all the drugs so we cant fuck there You put your hands on me, ain’t got no gun, you might as well play dead How the fuck them other leave you alone? That’s what my bae said Just cashed out on the crib, top of the year, Ima get that drop head I like my bitches crazy, crack a smile, you better drop dead …

Baby Jesus Sean Yeah Firzt on the track Yeah I got a, I got a, I got a whole lot of diamonds Whole lot of gold on my neck, so a young nigga shinin Add up the check with my niggas and we undivided And Ima make niggas respect it, a young nigga grindin I got a, I got a, I got a whole lot of diamonds Whole lot of gold on my neck, so a young nigga shinin Add up the check with my niggas and we undivided And Ima make niggas respect it, a young nigga grindin So much gold wrapped round my neck, I look like Mr. T I say this with all due respect, you not fuckin with me I need somebody to help me, Im havin a problem Like should I just put on my gold, or should I wear the diamonds? When I pull up on them hoes, I got all of em smilin Run up that check with my bros and then we gon divide it I promise that Ill never fold, cause a young nigga solid And wherever a young nigga go, Ima always be shinin I got a, I got a, I got a whole lot of diamonds Whole lot of gold on my neck, so a young nigga shinin Add up the check with my niggas and we undivided And Ima make niggas respect it, a young nigga grindin I got a, I got a, I got a whole lot of diamonds Whole lot of gold on my neck, so a young nigga shinin Add up the check with my niggas and we undivided And Ima make niggas respect it, a young nigga grindin Ima make niggas respect it, a young nigga be on the grind She saw them real VVSs and young nigga be on her mind Hold lot of ice on my body, be careful, dont slip on the water Lookin like Im from Miami, they think a young nigga from Florida Only young nigga in Charlotte, thats rockin a whole lot of diamonds Youd make a song bout it too if your Cuban link cost $20,000 Got the same jewelry as Future, this chain was made by Avianne Whole lot of niggas was sleepin, I had to get up and remind em that I got a, I got a, I got a whole lot of diamonds Whole lot of gold on my neck, so a young nigga shinin Add up the check with my niggas and we undivided And Ima make niggas respect it, a young nigga grindin I got a, I got a, I got a whole lot of diamonds Whole lot of gold on my neck, so a young nigga shinin Add up the check with my niggas and we undivided And Ima make niggas respect it, a young nigga grindin

Ooh, ooh, yeah Ooh Firzt on the track She fuck me like she love me I think I like her on the low She fuck me like she love me I wonder why but I dont know She fuck me like she love me Tryna make me fall in love You tryna make me fall in love She tryna make me fall in love She fuck me like she love me I gotta skip outta town Call her phone, she come over put that dick in her mouth She stood me up against the wall and made me sit on the couch She got that Tylenol PM, soon as I hit it, Im out And she be starin at a nigga while Im sleep, she say Im pretty Got 100 bitches in my phone and all them hoes I did it I be in and out of town, from state to state to handle business Soon as I get off the road I hit her phone because She fuck me like she love me I think I like her on the low She fuck me like she love me I wonder why but I dont know She fuck me like she love me Tryna make me fall in love You tryna make me fall in love She tryna make me fall in love She fuck me like she love me Im talkin three times in a row In that pussy, Im as deep as I can go Shh, Im tryna keep it on the low But right now, fuck what they think and what they know Cause she done made a young nigga fuck around and reconsider Cut off all them other women, I want her cause she the realest Im a dog and I admit it, so I keep her in her feeling But I might switch up the game, say fuck them bitches cause She fuck me like she love me I think I like her on the low She fuck me like she love me I wonder why but I dont know She fuck me like she love me Tryna make me fall in love You tryna make me fall in love She tryna make me fall in love She fuck me like she love me

Lyrics from Snippet Quit fucking with that bitch, cause she a cry baby She say, That aint DaBaby, bitch, thats my baby You the type to argue with a nigga on your live, baby I be done pulled up with that stick, but Im not south, baby My dawg, yeah, that my dawg for sure, shout out to Lil Baby She like how in the summer I get black like Im from lil Haiti Speak in the black, shout out to Kodak, Im a sniper nigga So tell em, Dont play with DaBaby if you like a nigga Had a gun for every day of the week before I had a license, nigga He cross me once, Ima cross him nine times, Im shiesty, nigga Who you know from the four that shine like Jon Jon? Im icy, nigga And all them niggas acting like they dont like me wanna be just like me, nigga I stick my dick all in your wifey and she like it, nigga And all this shit these niggas be talking about dont excite me, nigga I run around sticked up and fore a nigga play, I strike like lightning, nigga How it look when a nigga that got your life took wore a diaper, nigga? Quit fucking with that bitch, cause she a cry baby She say, That aint DaBaby, bitch, thats my baby You the type to argue with a nigga on your live, baby I be done pulled up with that stick, but Im not south, baby

Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang Ill  whoop a nigga ass like Im Pootie Tang You  ever made a diss song? You a lame And if you fucking with the lame, nigga, you the same Im with my baby mama at the shooting range I  had to shoot her how to shoot the .40, huh On  Instagram kissing on my daughter, huh Before I tell a judge, Ill tell a lawyer, huh Running  red lights in the rental, huh Selling pounds for cheap, come get em, huh Big gelato, where you get it, huh Its different colors like some Skittles, huh And  none of this shit be new to me Know you couldnt take the pressure, boy, if you was me Your baby daddy rockin fake ass jewelry I can post a fake chain, he aint foolin me I got these niggas hollerin, Where the nigga came from? Roger homeboy shot a nigga with the same gun Your bitch trippin call me by my middle name on Instagram Her baby mama hollerin, Whered she learn your name from? Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang Keep a gun on me like a shooting game My bitch from the hood like Keisha Fuck around and get buried like Gucci Mane Im the hottest in the Carolinas, huh Fuckin other niggas baby mamas, uh Im a good lookin nigga with a choppa, huh Nigga play with me, he got a problem, huh Rapper niggas better check my résumé When I pull it out, I aint gon hesitate Bitch ass nigga you a small fry Put me on the scale, Im a heavy-weight Hahaha

Yeah I was talking to God, thanking him for everything he done did for me, thanking him for everything he done gave me I asked him why Im so special He told me I’m the chosen one Bitch, I think Im Baby Jesus Yeah, but you can call me what you call me Yeah, bitch, I think Im Baby Jesus Yeah, I’m breaking bread, bitch, Im balling Yeah, bitch, I think Im Baby Jesus Ooh, I got water dripping off me Yeah, bitch, I think Im Baby Jesus Ooh, it feel like I can walk on water Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch, I think Im Baby Jesus When I pull up in that Beamer I got that .45 on my seat , Im smoking California reefer Im screaming out Fuck the police I’m smashing out soon as I see em These niggas got nothing on me They make believe, I make believers These bitches treat me like a God I fuck them hoes two at a time I only put facts in my rhymes I put that on God, I ain’t lyin These niggas must thought I was playin Until that boy brought out them bands My nigga, they crossed me again Feel like I lost all of my friends I cant even hide it no more It aint no secret, Im the truth These niggas dont play with lil John And the day that they play, Ima shoot These bitches, they know that you lyin We see you out all of the time Where that foreign car that you drive? Niggas playing tricks on your mind Bitch, I think Im Baby Jesus Yeah, but you can call me what you call me Yeah, bitch, I think Im Baby Jesus Yeah, Im breaking bread, bitch, Im balling Yeah, bitch, I think Im Baby Jesus Ooh, I got water dripping off me Yeah, bitch, I think Im Baby Jesus Ooh, it feel like I can walk on water Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch, I think Im Baby Jesus And it aint shit you can tell me I came up out here on my own I didnt need no one to help me Them plates keep on calling my phone Cause they know Baby Jesus gon bless em A couple niggas want my dome Cause that boy Baby Jesus finessed em These bitches tell me Im conceited Cause I call myself Baby Jesus But it compliment my demeanor All throughout the day, switching my sneakers Like a king, Ima die on this gold When you making niggas, they wanna kill ya Seen it coming a long time ago Before I had it, I knew I was that nigga Back in the day before I had the clothes Talkin way before I had the hoes Now these niggas they actin surprised I can see jealousy in they eyes They tell me Im out of my mind Cause I told em stop calling me John God told me Im here for the reason And he gave me the name Baby Jesus Bitch, I think Im Baby Jesus Yeah, but you can call me what you call me Yeah, bitch, I think Im Baby Jesus Yeah, Im breaking bread, bitch, Im balling Yeah, bitch, I think Im Baby Jesus Ooh, I got water dripping off me Yeah, bitch, I think Im Baby Jesus Ooh, it feel like I can walk on water Yeah, yeah, yeah

And Im breaking down bricks Trying to build something Fell out with the plug and he still front me I got shooters riding with me, they gon kill something Blow your head off if you steal from me And Im breaking down pounds trying to build something Mail man late but hes still coming I got shooters riding with me, they gon kill for me Blow your head off if you steal something Man that nigga riding with you, he aint solid Keep the 40 on me like a wallet Had to leave the drop cos I know the feds watching Pitch a nigga work like a quarterback option Came from the gutter, going back is not an option Ill be god damned if I let a nigga stop me Bad bitch with me eating sushi drinking saki Get her to the crib she gon suck me all sloppy Niggas catching a case disturbing everybody I got shooters on go they ready to catch a body Jays in the kitchen, Im cooking up like hibachi Trapping in my forces, nigga I dont wear designer Cameras all around us cos I dont trust a soul How the fuck you solid nigga when you done told Nine times out of ten its on somebody you know Game done changed, niggas breaking the code And Im breaking down bricks Trying to build something Fell out with the plug and he still front me I got shooters riding with me, they gon kill something Blow your head off if you steal from me And Im breaking down pounds trying to build something Mail man late but hes still coming I got shooters riding with me, they gon kill for me Blow your head off if you steal something I buy a pound, break it down, Im trying to build something Lay it down, play around, Im gon kill something I done run up from the plug and he steal from me Had to share some love, split the drugs with my lil brother Aye Im a wolf but I dress up like a sheep On a mission, I aint slept in about a week If you want a million dollars you cant stress about a freak Pray to god to protect me from the devil in my sleep Amen My momma told me that I need to get some rest I told her aint no time for sleeping, Im the best Everybody watching, trying to peep whats coming next Pussy niggas plotting, Im gonna leave that pussy wet Aye fuck a rat, run and tell that And you can tell that pussy nigga that I said that You folded cos you weak, nigga you cant take it back I wrote this song for street niggas, go play it back And Im breaking down bricks Trying to build something Fell out with the plug and he still front me I got shooters riding with me, they gon kill something Blow your head off if you steal from me And Im breaking down pounds trying to build something Mail man late but hes still coming I got shooters riding with me, they gon kill for me Blow your head off if you steal something

On God The fuck? That boy a pussy, I know, I done seen it I switched up the engine, this bitch like a demon I just tint the window, still ride with my nina Im still blowin reefer, I do shit illegal Just wanna rap and take care of my people Never been a snitch, I dont know, I aint seen em I swerve through the hood and spend time with my people This bitch like a party, I turned up the speakers You reach for my chain, then you gon meet this heater She not a keeper, I call her an eater Im way overseas smokin overseas reefer Bitch, I had the key back when I was wearing Adidas Do bad by myself, so a ho, I dont need her I count my own bands, accountant aint needed Show love to my fans, takin pictures and greetin them My niggas hotter than hot like the heat with them Your bitch gon fuck when she see him cause I be with them We was just broke together, now I eat with them Its not a race, thats on God, I dont compete with them My niggas work, eat, aint no leech in here You can get shot, murked just for bein here He love them Percs, I dont know what he see in them My fault, blood, I dont know what he G in him Come from the bottom, I feel like Im P and them Free my boy Smitty, I wish I could be with him I do this for my city, I put on for foe and them He move an inch and we might as well blow at him Put that on God, its a gun on my shoulder Rest in peace Matt cause I know hed go with me Niggas I grew up with right at the show with me That boy a pussy, I know, I done seen it I switched up the engine, this bitch like a demon I just tint the window, still ride with my nina Im still blowin reefer, I do shit illegal Just wanna rap and take care of my people Never been a snitch, I dont know, I aint seen em I swerve through the hood and spend time with my people This bitch like a party, I turned up the speaker Please dont get me started, yeah Take that nine, put it on a artist, yeah Young nigga shootin up your party Fuck around, show em how we do it up in Charlotte, yeah I aint wanna deal with the feelings, I bought the head Hit her good, she walked out like The Walking Dead Hes somewhere loaded up strapped with a F&N These niggas goin out sad like they lost a friend We aint goin like that over hoes Ill never be one of these rap niggas wannabe bros Talk to me, watch your lil tone I just made eight hundred thousand off two or three shows How he pull up, them two or three hoes? Whats the memo? Bitch, anything goes Say she like how Im puttin it on Icing on me like a cinnamon roll I aint type of nigga ever trip bout a bitch, Ill politely pull up on a nigga, give him his ho Like, Here, know your boy gon have a fit, dont let him know Real nigga, babe, you know Im stickin to the code I aint gon tell him I put it in your throat Or sat back and let you ride dick on your toes Left out in the morning with your pussy on my clothes You better let the pussy nigga know That boy a pussy, I know, I done seen it I switched up the engine, this bitch like a demon I just tint the window, still ride with my nina Im still blowin reefer, I do shit illegal Just wanna rap and take care of my people Never been a snitch, I dont know, I aint seen em I swerve through the hood and spend time with my people This bitch like a party, I turned up the speaker

Rock out, uh, we like to rock out Pull down on your block with the choppas and pop out We tryna blow the whole block out Uh, and I want the smoke, I aint finna cop out He rapping shit that he not bout Uh, nigga get hit when the block rounds Im finna blow with a countdown We play with Glizzys, spraycos I just might give him a halo Uh, we in the field like we playing Halo .40 gon fuck up his face, uh Come here lil bitch, gimme your face She like, Stunna, man, I taste it, Uh, I bet that Glock send him up like prayers Stunna calling shots, bitch, Im the mayor Fuck a guitar, we gon rock out with chops out Walk up on him, we gon hop out with Glocks out Hoodfame, you would say Im workin late They smokin OG 93, this that knockout Pussy ass nigga just talk loud I thought he was G, but he sweet, nigga ran when we popped out I was broke but its them bands that I got now Hoodfame, bout to ball a ho, we on top now Mostly, I put your bitch on the addy, she geek-geeked So many hoes in my trap like freak meet Pulled that dick out and she chew it like CiCis Cuffin that ho and that bih wanna eat me Im live from the trap, real street meet Straight from lil Vegas, talk fast like a six-figure Got a lil cash, lil boy, I cant beef with you Talking gangster, we gon see when that heat hit you Shh, why would you say it? Cause I got a Glock on the stage Made that bitch mad , I put that .45 on her bae Im in this bitch with lil Yayo, my bitches do what I say so This aint no mothafuckin Draco, I give a nigga a halo Im bout my business, my Glock got extension My bitches wear weave, her hair got some inches She like when I pull it, she like how I kill it Her nigga a pussy, we call him a kitty That nigga be woofin, who is he kiddin? Hmm, Im always strapped up with the semi, huh? Bout to go back to Cali like Biggie, huh? Dancin around like Im Diddy, yeah Bandana on like Im Pac Dropping off bows like The Rock Shut the fuck up, thats a cop Run up on us, you get popped, huh? Yeah, Baby Jesus, Go Yayo, nigga

Lets go I got you, moonlight, youre my starlight I need you all night, come on, dance with me Im levitating I got you, moonlight, youre my starlight I need you all night, come on, dance with me Im levitating I got you, moonlight, youre my starlight I need you all night, come on, dance with me Im levitating I got you, moonlight, youre my starlight I need you all night, come on, dance with me Im levitating You want me, I want you, baby My sugarboo, Im levitating The Milky Way, were renegading Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Im levitating Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Im levitating You want me, I want you, baby My sugarboo, Im levitating The Milky Way, were renegading Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Im levitating You want me, I want you, baby My sugarboo, Im levitating The Milky Way, were renegading Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, lets go Left foot, right foot, levitatin Pop stars , Dua Lipa with DaBaby Left foot, right foot, levitatin If I ever slip, Ill fall into a better situation Left foot, right foot, levitatin Pop stars, Dua Lipa with DaBaby I kept my head up Now, baby, stand up, cause, girl, you I got you, moonlight, youre my starlight I need you all night, come on, dance with me Im levitating I got you, moonlight, youre my starlight I need you all night, come on, dance with me Im levitating I got you, moonlight, youre my starlight I need you all night, come on, dance with me Im levitating I got you, moonlight, youre my starlight I need you all night, come on, dance with me Im levitating You want me, I want you, baby My sugarboo, Im levitating The Milky Way, were renegading Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Im levitating Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You want me, I want you, baby My sugarboo, Im levitating The Milky Way, were renegading Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Im levitating You want me, I want you, baby My sugarboo, Im levitating The Milky Way, were renegading Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, lets go Left foot, right foot, levitatin Pop stars , Dua Lipa with DaBaby Left foot, right foot, levitatin If I ever slip, Ill fall into a better situation Left foot, right foot, levitatin Pop stars, Dua Lipa with DaBaby I kept my head up Now, baby, stand up, cause, girl, you

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Caught up in my feelings, Ill fuck around and kill another nigga You aint even gotta push me, how I’m feelin now I been havin mood swings like a Gemini I can use the murder for therapy I can make the news with it, break the internet Have ‘em all nervous and scared of me Then get away sneaky clean, never seen a thing I got fourty-four F&N bullets and twenty-five thousand stuffed in these Amiri jeans Damn, look at what happened to hip-hop He at the GRAMMYs and still got that shit cocked Pull out the camera with me and my bitch out And take a picture, aint a hatin nigga in the world out here fuckin with big John Knock his brains out if he got it on his mind Lonely, lonely baby Lonely, lonely baby A lonely, lonely baby Lonely, lonely baby Lonely, lonely baby A lonely, lonely baby As if I got a reason to act like Im lonely I saw my big brother laid out with his brains blown out It’s been catchin up on me Shit, how would you act if your bro took his life? And you know that you rappin like all of these niggas And you don’t even trap and you livin your life The best you ever had just to see it come crashin, I’m burnin You don’t know the feeling In the car with a bottle of liquor, a pistol, a lonely killer Aint no love at the top, just a lonely nigga Ain’t no love at the bottom either All these blood-suckin leeches and bottom feeders All these sores on our feet cause we over-steppin He just caught his first one, so you know he reppin He just a lonely, lonely baby , baby Peter Piper picked the pepper I pulled a stick out, hit him, then I left him She pulled my dick out, hit her on the dresser We fucked my aggression out She like a pretzel how I fold her up and put it in her She fuckin a lonely nigga thats a killer, nigga Hmm, it’s Weezy Baby, at the top, its lonely Got choppers on me, cant stop the moment I just popped a soma and now Im karma All that body on me got you hot, I’m warmin And it ain’t gon help you more than I’m gon harm you Outchea by myself rollin like an Army Fuck her by myself, fuck her with her homies Ion need nobody, Ion see no solids Ba-ba-ba-ba-bap, bet Ion see nobody Come and see about it, I bet you see a rivalry On Giovanni’s and I bet this pipe knock the Peter out him Better pick a pepper, all the devils hide from here to Heaven Better get her reverend, bet his momma cry when she hear the reverend Shots hit the reverend, better get it extra with your lonely ass On your OnlyFans, you your only fan You gon die a stripper, wasn’t born to dance Fucked a thousand niggas, I’m the only man let you stay lonely Let you skate on it, let you play on it, then lay on it, let you cuddle on ‘em Jay on em, like you are not alone Lonely, lonely baby Lonely, lonely baby A lonely, lonely baby Lonely, lonely baby Lonely, lonely baby A lonely, lonely baby

Oh, yeah Uh, hey DaBaby, turn up Bitch, its DaBaby, let me suck a titty I like to stack it up before I spend it I just play eenie meenie miney mo I got some options when it come to bitches I done hit plenty different kind of hoes Then I just pass em around to my niggas You get on the sprinter bus, anything goes She told me her name but I aint gon remember Your baby momma wanna give me a taste She drinkin on a nigga, she wanna play I could have put it on her but I was lazy I got them racks on me, bout to go crazy I just got in the club with a .380 I dont wanna pull it out, bitch do not make me I cut off that bitch because she was too basic Im fuckin his bitch because that nigga hatin Spendin that check and I get it right back I fuck up the show and I count up the sack I get off the road and I go to the trap And hittin that lame nigga over the back Dont hand me your mixtape, your mixtape is wack Man who the fuck told these niggas they could rap? We pull up and hop out, they be like, Who that? Walk in fifty deep, they like, How we do that? She textin my phone, she like, Babe, where you at? Im on my way home, baby pick up the phone You know I be duckin and dodgin these hoes They in love with DaBaby, wont leave me alone Im on the highway, I just left a show I got three women with me and you gon be four Five minutes away baby, unlock the door Dont ask me no questions, you already know I got a whole lot of hoes in my bed They givin me head while they givin her head All of em bout it, aint none of em scared Go ask about me, they know how I play it I got em cuttin up because Im winnin She let you fuck her but she made you spend it Aint nothin wrong with that, that aint none of my business I aint had to trick on a ho in a minute Yeah, them bitches made you spend that shit Spend that shit spend that shit spend that shit I heard you had to spend a check, them bitches like that I heard you had to spend a check, them bitches like that That aint DaBaby, thats my baby

Uh, uh, its 4X Firzt back like he left or somethin Uh-huh , its the Rich Youngin , bitch Its coast 41 I got 20 on my beat Im right back in this bitch like I never left Aint no checking it, I cant even pick up a check I wanna see blood when they disrespect But they wanna rap and beef over the internet She like, Stunna, you a fucking mess She upset, she found out that I hit her best Want a gift, I gave her a Percocet Hit her while Im rocking this water, I get her wet She soaking, I get her wet like a ocean Quarterback, I put the play in motion Double G hold my Glock, I dont need a holster They dont want no smoke, them niggas sober My lil nigga gon score if you leave em open I drop his team, he put thirty on me Its the streets hottest youngin who mobbing The hottest lil nigga in this shit and Im standing on em Master P, I got the hookup, uh She like, You dope, cook up I got my dick in her throat with my foot up Fuck her from the back, I make her throw my hood up Reach for my shit, I wish you would I aint going for that, get that understood, uh I go where I want, Im good My lil bro swing that stick like Tiger Woods I got a check for a bitch, get overseas Better play with your bitch, aint no ho in me Let this K sing to em like Jodeci They dick-ride 4X, who they wanna be Took off in no time, they cant fuck with me Im stiff on a bitch, dont be touching me I went from broke to living luxury Im probably fucking two hoes at the DoubleTree Im right back in this bitch like I never left Aint no checking it, I cant even pick up a check I wanna see blood when they disrespect But they wanna rap and beef over the internet She like, Stunna, you a fucking mess She upset, she found out that I hit her best Want a gift, I gave her a Percocet Hit her while Im rocking this water, I get her wet

Blessed by Munk Pussy keep talkin, livin a lie Took a suboxone, feelin alive Put in sport, see how she ride I dont do court, I took a flight Just wanna live, they want me inside, today They gon think up of all kinds of ways I gotta get it, no time to play Pray that my lawyer wont see a day Pussy keep talkin, livin a lie Took a suboxone, feelin alive Put in sport, see how she ride I dont do court, I took a flight Just wanna live, they want me inside, today They gon think up of all kinds of ways I gotta get it, no time to play Pray that my lawyer wont see a day Bankrolls, stuck up, need a Patek Two phones, new home, no cappin Last crib raided, thought I was trappin Dummies thought I kept the work in my attic OG, bitch I get it off rappin Know these hoes mad cause Im lavish Sub zero, froze up my pendant My throat, fifty bands in my dentist Pop out the I8, when Mikey was swervin Feelin like Kodak cause livin suburban I keep the shooters like I had the turban Take out the Maybach, I pull back the curtain Fuck what you wanted or needed For them blue faces, boy I make you bleed it All of my clique is some heathens Freak in the sheets, in the bed she a demon Pussy keep talkin, livin a lie Took a suboxone, feelin alive Put in sport, see how she ride I dont do court, I took a flight Just wanna live, they want me inside, today They gon think up of all kinds of ways I gotta get it, no time to play Pray that my lawyer wont see a day Pussy keep talkin, livin a lie Took a suboxone, feelin alive Put in sport, see how she ride I dont do court, I took a flight Just wanna live, they want me inside, today They gon think up of all kinds of ways I gotta get it, no time to play Pray that my lawyer wont see a day I gotta get it, aint got time to play with these niggas Its on me, no safety, you try me Ill bang it You know that bitch stay with me, nigga He cross me, hell suffer, he know that I aint finna act like I dont like the hoe She got some good head, Ima go back I worked out and start poppin like Kodak I met her in 09 she a throwback she been sucking my dick for a decade I was fuckin this ho on the sink, hit her head on the mirror, gave that hoe a headache Heard that ho that you kissin em, Ive got her secret account, she been trickin on backpage Got the throat and I told her Im broke When I pulled up my pants Pussy keep talkin, livin a lie Took a suboxone, feelin alive Put in sport, see how she ride I dont do court, I took a flight Just wanna live, they want me inside, today They gon think up of all kinds of ways I gotta get it, no time to play Pray that my lawyer wont see a day Pussy keep talkin, livin a lie Took a suboxone, feelin alive Put in sport, see how she ride I dont do court, I took a flight Just wanna live, they want me inside, today They gon think up of all kinds of ways I gotta get it, no time to play Pray that my lawyer wont see a day

Im levitating Im levitating If you wanna run away with me, I know a galaxy And I can take you for a ride I had a premonition that we fell into a rhythm Where the music dont stop for life Glitter in the sky, glitter in my eyes Shining just the way I like If youre feeling like you need a little bit of company You met me at the perfect time You want me, I want you, baby My sugarboo, Im levitating The Milky Way, were renegading Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I got you, moonlight, youre my starlight I need you all night, come on, dancе with me I got you, moonlight, youre my starlight I need you all night, come on, dancе with me Im levitating Im levitating All night, all night, all night Im levitating Im levitating I believe that youre for me, I feel it in our energy I see us written in the stars We can go wherever, so lets do it now or never Baby, nothings ever, ever too far Glitter in the sky, glitter in my eyes Shining just the way we are I feel like were forever every time we get together But whatever, lets get lost on Mars You want me, I want you, baby My sugarboo, Im levitating The Milky Way, were renegading Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I got you, moonlight, youre my starlight I need you all night, come on, dance with me I got you, moonlight, youre my starlight I need you all night, come on, dance with me Im levitating Im levitating I got you, moonlight, youre my starlight I need you all night, come on, dance with me I got you, moonlight, youre my starlight I need you all night, come on, dance with me You can fly away with me tonight You can fly away with me tonight Baby, let me take you for a ride Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You can fly away with me tonight You can fly away with me tonight Baby, let me take you for a ride Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Im levitating All night, all night, all night Im levitating All night, all night, all night Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I got you, moonlight, youre my starlight I need you all night, come on, dance with me I got you, moonlight, youre my starlight I need you all night, come on, dance with me Im levitating

Hey, hey Slim Hood made that Yeah, yeah Call my phone, Im comin over Girl, you know Ima do you right You know we put on a show, girl You might as well keep on the lights She do her thing, I be like, Go, girl We can do this shit all night I aint to proud to let you know, girl Ill sing this shit all night She do her thing, I be like, Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I do my thing, I be like, Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh Whatever she with, then Im with it Chokin her out with the pillow We playin hide and go get it I aint had that thing in a minute She told me, Lets get on the floor I told her, You already know Chokin her out by her throat Around and around and she go She tryna give me the business Im tryna get in her kidneys Pullin out all her extensions That pussy so good, it gon kill me You know, Im tryna keep you a secret As long as you promise to keep it Im only in town for the weekend Call my phone, Im comin over Girl, you know Ima do you right You know we put on a show, girl You might as well keep on the lights She do her thing, I be like, Go, girl We can do this shit all night I aint to proud to let you know, girl Ill sing this shit all night She do her thing, I be like, Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I do my thing, I be like, Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh Whenever I want it, she give it up So when she call my phone, Ima pick it up I got a whole lot of women but I fuck with her a little different cause She keep it real, she wont switch it up I keep it real, I dont give a fuck I turned that girl to a savage Thats why she call me her daddy Soon as I come in the room, take off my boxers, dont do no talking Hop in that thing and go crazy, thats my lil baby, look how she walking And we keep this thing on a hush Stop thinking, you thinking too much No reason to be in a rush Call my phone, Im comin over Girl, you know Ima do you right You know we put on a show, girl You might as well keep on the lights She do her thing, I be like, Go, girl We can do this shit all night I aint to proud to let you know, girl Ill sing this shit all night She do her thing, I be like, Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I do my thing, I be like, Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, hey