DaBaby other songs:

 

1+1 lyrics - Akevius & DaBaby

[Akevius:]

It's just me and you, baby, 'bout to pull up

One plus one equals you, baby, you already know

Give you my love, you drive me crazy

(Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy)

You're my only lady (Lady)

My lil' baby (Ah, yeah)

It's just me and you, baby, 'bout to pull up

One plus one equals you, baby, you already know

Give you my love, you drive me crazy

(Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy)

You're my only lady (Lady)

My lil' baby (Ah, yeah)

She my cutie, stupid booty

Girl, I love it when you shake it

She the realest, she the illest

No one got nothin' on my baby, that's my lady

To keep it G

If I tell her, she gon' take it, just for me (Me)

She the G.O.A.T. watch her glow

Ooh, you know I fell like Baby Jesus (Ah, yeah)

Ooh, and I got water, you my dope, you my drug

'Bout to overdose on love

You the shit, you the pit

Let's get rich, let's go

It's just me and you, baby, 'bout to pull up

One plus one equals you, baby, you already know

Give you my love, you drive me crazy

(Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy)

You're my only lady (Lady)

My lil' baby (Ah, yeah)

It's just me and you, baby, 'bout to pull up

One plus one equals you, baby, you already know

Give you my love, you drive me crazy

(Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy)

You're my only lady (Lady)

My lil' baby (Ah, yeah)

[DaBaby:]

Ayy, look

You know you're the only one I care about (Yeah)

You like to hit my line and ask me for my whereabouts (Brr, brr)

We hold hands on them beaches, got 'em staring now (Hah)

They play with you, they play with me, I come and air it out

Okay, I still remember when I met ya'

Saw ya' pictures, it was sexy

Hit your DM's, hit the message

And they got up in my business, now it's messy

Got you thinking I'm finessing

Steady giving me a lecture, you know?

Bump into your hoe, might just snatch her up (Yeah)

I put dick all on bae, she been actin' up (Ah)

Like to make a her come fast, that ain't fast enough

Grabbing her ass with both hands, make her back it up

I know she a freak and, yeah, I love it

I ain't trying to hide from you when you see us out in public

And I ain't into actin' tough for all these niggas

Better check on my credentials

Know you seein' how I'm coming, lil' nigga

I'm always finished when they start with me (Bitch)

I get that pussy, then I dip like it's a robbery

She say I'm all up in her, like to flip her 'round and bend her

Told me I be puttin' dick in all of her arteries

Write my name in that thing, I be killin' it

Don't kiss me bitch, no, you not bae, we just chillin'

You keep runnin' your mouth on IG

I'ma come see your B and play with your children

[Akevius:]

It's just me and you, baby, 'bout to pull up

One plus one equals you, baby, you already know

Give you my love, you drive me crazy

(Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy)

You're my only lady (Lady)

My lil' baby (Ah, yeah)

It's just me and you, baby, 'bout to pull up

One plus one equals you, baby, you already know

Give you my love, you drive me crazy

(Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy)

You're my only lady (Lady)

My lil' baby (Ah, yeah)

Antidote (Remix) lyrics - DaBaby

Yeah, hey

Don't you open up that window (Baby)

Don't you let out that antidote (Huh)

I mix Patron with the Hennessy (Woo)

Somebody call me a Hoover (Hoover)

Too much to lose on my enemies

I'm 'bout to call me a shooter (Yeah)

I'm paying to make you a target (Target)

Lord knows I don't want to do it (Woo)

I got 20k in my joggers (Joggers)

I do it more than the music

Mo City niggas is actors

They need to quit rapping and playing the movie (Playing the movie)

Mo City niggas is actors

They need to quit rapping and playing the movie (Playing the movie)

We use our iPhone for practice

'Cause she 'bout that action, we making a movie (Making a movie)

Some of your friends go through your pictures (Hey)

They see me give you the business

Face it, I'm so far ahead of your average nigga (So far ahead of your average nigga)

I roll a gram and a half of the gas in the swishers (Rolling a half of the gas in the swishers)

I'm done with my cup, somebody pass me the liquor

And she go to work, she got an ass like a stripper (Damn)

She call me shark, she say she in love with the coco (Coco)

And they like to gossip and I am in love with the promo (Promo)

So keep on promoting, you know that we need the promotion (Need the promotion)

Getting massages, she rubbing on me with the lotion (Rubbing on me with the lotion)

Then I get inside her, she told me go deep in the stroker (Go deep in the stroker)

She told me she love me, I act like I didn't even notice (That's fucked up)

I'm no good

I am no good, baby

No good, no good, no good

Keeping it real with you baby

No good, no good, no good

I can't even act like a nigga ain't feeling you

I got to keep it a hundred (A hundred)

This industry make me feel like I am invisible

I'm out here drinking in public (Public)

The way that I make my decisions is critical

Sorry if a nigga ever offended you

She know that's part of the song, she gon' pull out her phone

She gon' sing it alone

Mo City niggas is actors

They need to quit rapping and playing the movie (Playing the movie)

Mo City niggas is actors

They need to quit rapping and playing the movie (Playing the movie)

We use our iPhone for practice

'Cause she 'bout that action, we making a movie (Making a movie)

Some of your friends go through your pictures (Hey)

They see me give you the business

Huh, huh

I'm often distracted

I don't know what rapping or trapping, my passion

I don't want no action, I don't want no problems

I just want a mansion, I just want some commas

I just want a million, give it to my mama

I just want my niggas living like Obama

We were presidential, I don't got a Rollie

I got some bitches, yeah I got a moment

I don't want no issues, I just want some money

I could drive the ticket, neighborhood would love me

Tell 'em could and get it, I'ma keep it coming

Pull up in a foreign, yeah I really get it

Money in the Civic, yeah, I'm really listening

Sleeping in the condo, yeah I know the feeling

Boys are trapping, I won't be that nigga

If I wasn't rapping, prolly be in prison

If I was an actor, Charlotte would have killed me

If I was an actor, Charlotte would have killed me

If I was an actor, Charlotte would have killed me

Yeah, yeah, ayy

Baby lyrics - Quality Control, Lil Baby & DaBaby

[Future:]

Wheezy outta here

[Lil Baby:]

Yeah, rest in peace to Bankroll, show 'em how to do it

Baby goin' crazy, he been gettin' straight to it

I done caught so many flights I end up fuckin' all the stewardesses

Catch me in Atlanta, no security with my jewelry

Found I was rich, my baby mama talkin' suin' me

'Nother bitch tellin' lies on the pussy like she screwin' me

Catch him down bad, that's his ass, nigga, you or me

SI diamonds on the chain, he ain't foolin' me

We was skippin' school on the train, duckin' truancy

My main partner turned into a rat, he talkin' 'bout robbin' me

I pray the judge give that boy a bond so I can pop him

We was in the hood, sellin' bags, shootin' choppers

Fucked around and tried to go and lease a helicopter

Baby really a problem, somebody gotta stop him

And the haters watchin' too hard, I think they got binoculars

Every nigga with me on go, it ain't no stoppin' us

Niggas actin' like they got the bag, I'm tryna stop it up

Do this for the bros down the road, gotta lock it up

All you gotta do is say it's smoke, then we're poppin' up

Baby got the streets on hold, he ain't drop yet

I've been goin' hard, it's gon' be hard for you to top that

I make it look easy, but this shit really a process

I'm really a millionaire, still in the projects

Baby puttin' on for the city

Baby, he the realest, Baby prolly got a couple million

Baby hang with four or five killers

Baby got children, Baby prolly still drug dealin

Baby ain't a trapper, he a rapper

Baby makin' classics, Baby in the hood gettin' active

Baby keep it real with his people

Baby like a preacher, Baby prolly still sell reefer

[DaBaby:]

Huh? Baby prolly still got them 'bows

I tell my bitch I'm faithful, but I still got the hoes

Baby gettin' jiggy, on stage with the Glizzy

Baby CEO, he shake the game like he Diddy

You would think it's Mardi Gras, I got these bitches showin' titties

And I ain't throwin' beads, I pull them bitches' weaves

I'm stallin' bitches out, if I'm a dog, then she a flea

And when I fuck her doggystyle the only time I'm on my knee

I barely wanna hit her, got her beggin', "Baby, please"

I tell a bitch to shut up, you 'bout to fuck my nut up

The label's CEO keep beggin' me to keep the gun up

They know, you play with Baby, Baby beat him, cut up

Private plane, Wi-Fi, on the FaceTime with Johnny

I told him ice my wrist up, I like to hold my fist up

How that boy DaBaby in the air not gettin' his dick sucked?

Why he keep the fire and throw them fours in every picture?

'Cause nigga

[Lil Baby:]

Baby puttin' on for the city

Baby, he the realest, Baby prolly got a couple million

Baby hang with four or five killers

Baby got children, Baby prolly still drug dealin

Baby ain't a trapper, he a rapper

Baby makin' classics, Baby in the hood gettin' active

Baby keep it real with his people

Baby like a preacher, Baby prolly still sell reefer

Baby On Baby Out Now (Freestyle) lyrics - DaBaby

Nigga, off the top, what the fuck you thought?

I ain't gotta wait to kick it

If a bitch want me, then a bitch gon' wait

I ain't gotta wait for bitches (ha)

If I feel like playing I'ma play with my kid

I ain't finna play with niggas (uh-uh)

And I got a gun for every room I got in my crib

You could say I stay with pistols (bitch)

You could say that I stay with another nigga bitch

You could tell if you play I'm clicking (let's go)

You could tell that I'm nothing like none of these rappers

Everybody know Baby different (yeah)

And no I'm not no mufucking tough guy (uh-huh)

But if you play with me, put 'em up high (yeah)

My bitch she got pretty skin and pretty eyes

She look just like TLC Left Eye (uh-huh)

And I can't be fucking them hoes from my city

But if I do she from the West side (the West)

And I can't be fucking you bitches for free

You gotta pay me hoe, I'm that fine (huh)

We in this bitch, now we on that time

I don't gotta pay for the sauce so I stack mine (yeah)

And I can wear sweatpants like everyday

And take your bitch like "that's mine" (okay)

And you gon' go blow your shit on clothes and shit

But watch me invest mine (uh-huh)

And I'ma show other niggas how to get some money

We ain't waiting on tax time (talk to 'em)

And I ain't playing no mothafuckin' scratch off (uh-huh)

I'm tryna go get me some money (yeah)

Give jobs to my niggas, yeah, bitch, who the realest?

I ain't being stingy with money (uh-huh)

I told 'em I'm Pac of the new shit (Pac)

You could reach in my pockets a new blue shit (yeah)

And Baby on Baby out now

When my shit come on everybody like "who this?" (who!)

I know they gon' copy the flavor

I ain't really tripping, lil nigga I do this (uh-huh)

Pull up to the scene with a new hoe (she new)

Them 50's all pink like they nuvo (huh)

Them diamonds be dancing like Bruno (Mars)

Tell future to meet me on Pluto (yeah)

Tell your bitch to meet me in Miami

I need a vacation, I'm tryna bring two hoes (ah)

Fuck around and come back with a J.Lo

I'm strapped like them niggas on Halo

My sauce ain't easy to copy, yeah they try to jock it

Can't do what I do though

I could've dropped Baby on Baby but let that shit rock

But fuck that I ain't fu tho

Yeah bitch I'm still hungry I need more (eat)

I take that back in and play CeeLo (huh)

They like my CD, it's on repeat (yeah)

She clean up the dick, she a neat freak (mmm)

And you looking at the best mothafuckin' rapper in his face when you see me nigga

The best mothafuckin' rapper, nigga

Yeah, fuck you talkin' about, nigga

Ball If I Want To lyrics - DaBaby

(If I want to)

(If I want to)

(If I want to)

D.A. got that dope

(If I want, want, want to)

Bitch it ain't even my birthday but I can ball if I want to (Ball)

Pull out foreign cars if I want to (Skrrt)

Hop out that bitch with that iron in my jumpsuit (Let's go)

Just do what I say and I love you, k

I get this shit from my uncle

I told bae get 22 inches of weave tonight I wanna fuck a Rapunzel

Ain't fucking her right you ain't pulling her hair

Bitch ass nigga, legs on the side yeah

I fuck her, let's get in the chair

When she throw that ass back I say yeah

I fuck around get on the PJ tomorrow

And put that bitch up in the air

Fly that bitch up outta LA to Charlotte

To pick up my barber to come cut my hair

Cuz I'm having it nigga

Look how me and my lil bitch be dressing

Get the salad lil nigga

Hop out that bitch with that ratchet

Stunt like my mafucking daddy

Yeah

Momma yo baby a savage

Uncle Ray hid his crack pipe in my mattress

Lil nigga play with me fuck it I'll slapped him

Thought I was laughing he see I wasn't laughing (Hahaha)

Bitch it ain't even my birthday but I can ball if I want to (Ball)

Pull out foreign cars if I want to (Skrrt)

Hop out that bitch with that iron in my jumpsuit (Let's go)

Just do what I say and I love you, k

I get this shit from my uncle

I told bae get 22 inches of weave tonight I wanna fuck a Rapunzel

Ain't fucking her right you ain't pulling her hair

I pull on it grip it

Lock up her arms like she getting arrested

Throwing her out like she getting evicted

Fucking me back girl that pussy impressive

Put one leg right here put the other one there

Sexy lil flexible bitch you a pretzel

Tryna keep up with this shit but it's levels

It's diamonds and Dior all over this sweater

It's fire on the front of my waste line

First nigga try me it's play time

Play around you lay down

I'm dogging her out like cool Joe

Me and her get on the floor and we fuck like some K9s

Popping lil nigga gone have to put you with the top of the list

Ain't no option lil nigga

They scared to let me in the room

Somebody in that bitch gotta be blocking my pimping

Bitch it ain't even my birthday but I can ball if I want to (Ball)

Pull out foreign cars if I want to (Skrrt)

Hop out that bitch with that iron in my jumpsuit (Let's go)

Just do what I say and I love you, k

I get this shit from my uncle

I told bae get 22 inches of weave tonight I wanna fuck a Rapunzel

Ain't fucking her right you ain't pulling her hair

Beatbox "Freestyle" lyrics - DaBaby

Best motherfuckin' rapper, nigga

This Baby, nigga, let's go

Ready to get it started, nigga (Go)

Whenever you want it

I was the man with the plan since a shawty

Pull up to the Grammy Awards with my.40

She told me she like how I'm dressin' and I ain't eatin' no salad (Uh-huh)

Stevie Wonder can see that I'm havin'

I told her, "Be patient," she waited

I gave her the dick, she walked out doin' the "Beat Box Challenge"

Like yeah, get in there, baby (Get in there)

You know me, hit you anywhere, baby (Let's go)

Know she gon' do whatever I say

I can piss in a cup, call it lemonade, baby

Let that bitch off, I'm a renegade, baby

I'ma get outta there, I ain't feelin' that (Huh?)

Nigga run up on me with a cellphone out

He gon' fuck around, die on the internet (Doo-doo-doo-doo)

Fuck it, kill him on IG Live

Let the whole world see the nigga die (Die)

Yeah, shout-out to SpotEm', we got 'em (Get down)

Even though he a rapper, he shot him

I get this big pretty-ass smile from my mama (Cheese)

Get this motherfuckin' voice from my daddy

I learned how to pimp on them hoes from my uncle (Pimp, pimp)

Let her suck on my toes 'cause I'm nasty (Okay)

Like fuck it, she asked me to do it

Play with me, I'ma actually shoot you

Most of these niggas be cap and we knew it

These niggas drop shit and we laugh at they music

I know how to murder these niggas with kindness

Fuckin' they bitch from the back, how I do it

I buy a Cuban and fill it with diamonds

Send my assistant to pick up some condoms

Instagram model at the hotel textin' me now

Want me to give her the Johnson

Damn, that nigga Baby on fire and it won't go out

They know that lil' nigga's a problem

Got a big.45 on decock (Go)

Usin' big words like I'm T.I. (Turn up)

Don't wanna get me started, nigga

Turn me up, niggas gon' see why

Nigga, you a bitch, JoJo Siwa (Bitch)

You let the wrong nigga get rich

Both of these chains on my neck, they compete with each other

They fightin' and throwin' a fit

Know how these hoes like to argue and beef with each other

She fightin' now, over the dick

You should already know you ain't searchin' DaBaby

'Cause that nigga like to come in with the stick

I don't like to get into the mix (No)

I done got paid in full, my nigga

I get them hoes like I'm Mitch

Even got white people all on my dick (Go)

Yeah, second year, six-time Grammy-nominated

Came through turnt up, everybody hated

Before I had my first M, it was Billion Dollar Baby

He bet the house and his self like Las Vegas (Go)

You want the shit? Gotta earn it

He off the leash, he don't think he can get murdered

Know how to swim, so I fuck with who fuckin' with me

I take a bridge and I burn it

Let me see if you can swim, lil' nigga

Shit gettin' out of hand, I just parked a new Benz

Hopped in a new Benz, lil' nigga (Let's go)

And I 'on't want new friends

(That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby)

Yeah, yeah, they say they want that old shit back, you know (Said that, make that, stand on that)

I told 'em, don't get me started, nigga

They say they want that Baby Jesus, put me in that mode (Yeah, get that Baby Jesus)

You know, I'm tryna enjoy this bread (Go)

You know, be fancy and shit, be mainstream and shit, you know, you know? (Fasho)

They said I went commercial, like I still won't come up off the hip and hurt you

Bitch-ass nigga

Aight, man, it's 6: 55 in the mornin', man, shit

Best Friend (Freestyle) lyrics - DaBaby

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Yeah, hey, yeah, hey

With no effort I'm blessin' these niggas (Achoo)

Stayin' 2 steps ahead of these niggas

I'm the truth and it's evident, nigga

You actin' like you want the recipe, listen

I promise I'm somethin' you'll never be

Local hoes fucking me like a celebrity

All my shows jumpin' like they got a check for me

That shit ain't nothing, you ain't seen the best of me

You know they music not fucking with mine

I got my pistol, that's how I get inside

I got a bitch that's so muhfuckin' fine

My dick get hard when I look in her eyes

Get rich or die before I'm 25

Dime more than 5, I charge you 25

Wherever I go I pull up with that stick

You never know, might pull up with your bitch, yeah

I made them mad, they don't like when a young nigga come around

And fuck everybody who gave me the run around

I don't want no more advice, I'm just livin' my life

I'ma take consequences and wear 'em like stripes

If I make a mistake, I don't care, it's alright

I'ma just brush off my shoulders like nobody knows

The plug said he fuck with my music, he told me keep going

I just hung up on my bitch when she told me she love me

Fronted a pack to my nigga and told him get money

I bring the food to the table, break bread with the family

#1 rule, don't put no one ahead of the family

They keep on calling my number, I'm comin', I'm comin'

You just a middleman, you need to keep it 100

Finessin' your trap and hop out with a bag

5 pounds of OG, the car don't got gas

Don't got ID in the whip, got bad tags

I will not stop until I love 'em so

Fuck around break down on side of the road

I was true to the game before I had a 9

I'm no longer nobody, find me on Google

Yeah, that's my lil' brother, that's also my shooter

We grew up together like Future and Scooter

Get money together like Puffy and Biggie

Feel like it's my duty to deliver music

The shit that I be hearing is literally silly to me

I'm consistently makin' this magic

I'm way above average, ahead of the pact

I grew up in Charlotte, put it on my back

Don't get me started, how you wanna act, yeah

BESTIE/HIT lyrics - NBA YoungBoy x DaBaby

["BESTIE"]

Yeah, both of 'em bad, saditty (Yeah)

Shakin' their ass and titties (Go)

No, I'm not needin' a pass for cities

I'm in the V with a blammer with me

Monique got some shit she playin' in the whip

TT just went and got some brand new hair (Let's go)

I know I had them fire hoes mad at me

But you can't turn this bitch up without Baby, I got 'em like

She wanna link with her bestie and turn up (Let's go)

Wanna link with her bestie and turn up

Some of 'em got that ass and all of 'em pretty

Got that bag and all saditty

She told me, "Just hit me," I come to her city

I'm tryna go shoppin', I'm bringin' her with me

In my cup, pour that purple, she fuck with the Henny

Party, I'm spinnin' the bottle with bitches

Freaky, I'm fuckin' with all of these women

I'm tweakin', I'm givin' 'em all of them Xannies

She wanna take her a pic' on her iPhone

Can't get in it, I never once hit it

You know how these people be think

We can stay as just friends, they gon' say that we fuck around

At the loft, hit her up 'fore I lay it down

Uber Eat, I'm too high, gotta bring it down

We gon' smoke out the pound, gotta break it down

I wake up and get dressed, then I run it up

And I brought her a bitch, you won't come in here

Don't tell me no when I'm motherfuckin' talkin' to her

Fuck around, I get mad and I bat you up

Took a right from my ex, I'm a vet', had to snatch up

Had to look at the calendar

Twenty Ms and nigga, I think I ain't rich enough

Two Ms in real estate, gotta buy me some more

I be buildin' my listin' up

Late night with the baddest bitches

They all can get it, a hunnid percent if I'm feelin' her

Yeah, both of 'em bad, saditty (Yeah)

Shakin' their ass and titties (Go)

No, I'm not needin' a pass for cities

I'm in the V with a blammer with me

Monique got some shit she playin' in the whip

TT just went and got some brand new hair (Let's go)

I know I had them fire hoes mad at me

But you can't turn this bitch up without Baby, I got 'em like

I like 'em nasty, bougie, ratchet (Yeah, nasty)

Bitch better on top

I know she ain't fuckin', I ain't even finna ask her (Nah, nigga, fuck that)

Got me sittin' in the car

All this goddamn ice on, hittin' in the dark

Big pretty-ass whip, don't make no sense

Gotta have somebody hop out to put the bitch in park (Hah, damn)

I can't lie, I be doin' too much

You caught me in the room, you a fuck

Keep it real, don't you lie to me, baby (Keep it real)

But that's only if I'm in the mood

Shit, I feel her legs through the day

I think one of 'em be borin' so I'ma need two

Bitches on me and that stick

Got both hoes lickin' on me and it's lit, goin' Baby like, yeah

Yeah, both of 'em bad, saditty (Bitch)

Shakin' their ass and titties (Go)

No, I'm not needin' a pass for cities (Yeah)

I'm in the V with a blammer with me

Monique got some shit she playin' in the whip

TT just went and got some brand new hair (TT, go, go)

I know I had them fire hoes mad at me (Go)

But you can't turn this bitch up without Baby, I got 'em like (Go, go, go)

["HIT"]

(Okay) Maybach outside, Maybach out—uh (Yeah)

Maybach outside runnin', fuck, uh, uh (Okay)

Maybach outside runnin', uh, yeah

I got a stick in this bitch

Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh

Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, skully

Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh

Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, skully

Shut up, I know you don't love me (Let's go)

I'm fuckin' on her and her buddy, yeah (Yeah)

The Maybach outside, uh

I hopped out that bitch, left it runnin' (Yeah, bitch)

Don't make me get in no trouble (With that), yeah

You know when I air this bitch out now

I'm tryna be calm, I promise

It's gettin' too hard to be humble

It's a Phantom outside, I'ma get in that

Send 'em lil' niggas, I send 'em back up in the box in the coroner minivan

Go on 'em like Ja, make 'em spin like a ceilin' fan (Ayy)

Hop out and blow at 'em (Now come on, let's go)

You play with me, bitch, we gon' make CNN

Bet a fuck nigga know better

I got a stick in this bitch

Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh (Woo)

Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit (Hit), huh, hit (Hit), skully

Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit (Hit), huh, hit (Hit), huh

Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, skully

Huh, they got a problem, they know we can hit (Okay)

They got a problem, I brought me a stick in this bitch

Better how sick that they get

Hit 'em with this and I bet your lil' buddy you miss

I had to turn up my wrist

Watch how I hit, know I had to go flood out my shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Got the below in the clip

Double R Maybach, I know that you love how it fit

I got a, uh, in this bitch, I got a, uh, in this bitch

I got the baddest ratchet bitch that's dancin' all on my dick

I got the bag in the trunk, wear makeup like punk, yeah

Brrt, leave 'em slumped, you know I do, don't say I don't

Got a stick in this bitch

Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh (Woo)

Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit (Hit), huh, hit (Hit), skully

Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit (Hit), huh, hit (Hit), huh

Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, skully

I got a stick in this bitch

Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh (Woo)

Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit (Hit), huh, hit (Hit), skully

Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit (Hit), huh, hit (Hit), huh

Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, skully

BONNET lyrics - DaBaby (feat. Pooh Shiesty)

Baby, don't get me started

Just got her hair done so she slept with a bonnet

I am the best motherfuckin' rapper, nigga

Bitch, there go baby them stuntin'

Hopping out, smelling good, pocket full of money

They hop off your dick when they got what they wanted

Tell me whatever, don't tell me you love me

I been through some shit, baby, actually

Can we get straight to the action? Let's just get nasty

Fuck all that keeping it classy

She like a nigga to thug her out, smack on her ass cheeks

These niggas biting my style, I got rabies

Bitch, wear your seat belt, I drive a ho crazy

She ride my dick like a Mercedes

Won't even come out the house if it's free, gotta pay me

And she gon' get mad go and cheat on a nigga (Let's go)

Bitch get mad and go cheat on your nigga (Let's go)

Pull up right now, just me and my pistol

I jumped out selling weed I was little (Yeah)

Make me mad and I'm hell on a nigga (Give 'em hell)

Still remember the smell when I hit him

This shit got me numb, I don't care or have feelings (We don't care)

Both of my niggas dead and I miss 'em (Yeah)

Stop it, it's time to pop it (Yeah)

Rich-ass nigga where the rock at (Yeah, boom)

Bitch, I know you like chocolate, I'm chocolate

I keep on making hits, they can't stop it

I'm all in the crib with your bitch in my boxers (With your bitch)

Check the charts and the lists and I top 'em

All the way retarded, send a nigga to the doctor

Yeah, I'm fully automatic with the chopper (Brr)

I need some gun smoke

I save the money, ain't saving no freak, I'm a pimp if you don't know (If you don't)

He just copped a new hat, he want one more (He want more)

Elephant in the room, bitch, I'm Dumbo (Yeah)

If you love me, bitch, tattoo the logo

She wanna fuck big CEO for some promo (CEO)

Brand new big Maybach truck going dodo

Drive this bitch like it's a stolo, yeah

Bitch, there go baby them stuntin'

Hopping out, smelling good, pocket full of money

They hop off your dick when they got what they wanted

Tell me whatever, don't tell me you love me

I been through some shit, baby, actually

Can we get straight to the action? Let's just get nasty

Fuck all that keeping it classy

She like a nigga to thug her out, smack on her ass cheeks

These niggas biting my style, I got rabies

Bitch, wear your seat belt, I drive a ho crazy

She ride my dick like a Mercedes

Won't even come out the house if it's free, gotta pay me

And she gon' get mad go and cheat on a nigga (Let's go)

Bitch get mad and go cheat on your nigga

Big 13 known to put shit in the spital

With a lil' wide body, pop out with a missile

Straight from the south and I ain't worth seven figures

Put a bag on they head, know a kid who'll spit 'em

I knew he was slumped, watch him tweak when I hit 'em

My arm will align, still slide with the killers

Get some, get back, celebrate, throw a dinner

Passing the wood, I put dead folks in 'em

Tough talk around me, get a background check

Research came back, he is not a real hitta

I pick up my MAC 'fore I talk back on Twitter

Be high off of blood, get the drop from his sister had big dreams on gettin' rich

Just like El Chapo ever since I was little

Matter fact, get 'em wacked like I'm Pablo

If a nigga blue tip, knock some meat off his taco

My life on the wire, feds want me like Marlo

Choppas around me, they follow where I go

Spent a 30 ball with my gun plug in Chicago

Six hundred somethin' shots trailing me in the tahoe

Baby and Shiesty, this shit got too icey

We 'posed to be rappin', this turned to a light show

Bitch, there go baby them stuntin'

Hopping out, smelling good, pocket full of money

They hop off your dick when they got what they wanted

Tell me whatever, don't tell me you love me

I been through some shit, baby, actually

Can we get straight to the action? Let's just get nasty

Fuck all that keeping it classy

She like a nigga to thug her out, smack on her ass cheeks

These niggas biting my style, I got rabies

Bitch, wear your seat belt, I drive a ho crazy

She ride my dick like a Mercedes

Won't even come out the house if it's free, gotta pay me

And she gon' get mad go and cheat on a nigga (Let's go)

Bitch get mad and go cheat on your nigga

Book IT lyrics - DaBaby

Man

You want a show? Better book it

Bitch-ass nigga (Yeah)

Baby, nigga (Go, go)

Still don't give no fucks (Go)

No, no

You want a show? Better book it (Beef)

Who want a plate? Let me cook it (Go)

I caught a pretty bitch lookin'

Ooh, she wanna give me that pussy (Yeah)

We haven't burn it with switches on

I turned this bitch to a foolie (Yeah)

You like the comment, no pictures home

I hope you don't think you no bully (Okay, let's go)

I was lettin' shit slide

Tryna play Mr. Nice Guy

Niggas start thinkin' I'm pussy (Yeah)

They tried to turn Baby into a pop star

I went number one as a rookie

I turned to the top streaming in the whole world

Then I put back on my hoodie

These niggas lame

I walk in this bitch by myself with my changes to pay me and put it

Come on, you know you ain't like that

I can tell you ain't ready to die, jack

Niggas gonna need more than the ice pack

Pull the gun out, I won't even fight back

Got the pussy, she say that she like that

I'ma walk down the room like I'm Mike Jack

I came back on they ass like I'm Michael Jordan

Swish!

You want a show? Better book it (Beef)

Who want a plate? Let me cook it (Go)

I caught a pretty bitch lookin'

Ooh, she wanna give me that pussy (Yeah)

We haven't burn it with switches on

I turned this bitch to a foolie (Yeah)

You like the comment, no pictures home

I hope you don't think you no bully (Okay, let's go)

Okay, he said he on go

This nigga must think I'm a ho (Let's go)

Nigga might as well lay on the floor

Ambulance better wait by the door (Uh-huh)

Tryna wonder why niggas ain't slide

I been waitin' on 'em every day, they got the load (Yeah, nigga)

And it's time to go wait up and hide

I be skatin' outside, nigga play, I'ma blow

You want a show? Better book it, nigga (Pussy)

You lil' niggas pussy (Go)

I get mad, I come cook it (Yeah)

Take me a lil' nigga cookies

Wait, don't need lil' nigga to push

They gon' have to show me like, fuck it, let's go there

Prolly be duckin' the cup, we together, big bubble

White paint on the nails and her toenails (Go)

You want a show? Better book it (Beef)

Who want a plate? Let me cook it (Go)

I caught a pretty bitch lookin'

Ooh, she wanna give me that pussy (Yeah)

We haven't burn it with switches on

I turned this bitch to a foolie (Yeah)

You like the comment, no pictures home

I hope you don't think you no bully (Okay, let's go)

Yo, nigga, it's baby, nigga

You want a show? Better book it

Couple Cubes Of Ice lyrics - DaBaby

And I'm the best mothafuckin' rapper, nigga

And she always on defense

He's heating up

That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby

Let's go

She always on defense (C'mon)

She's an overthinker

You should calm down, we could order you a drink

She said, "No, I'm not a drinker"

C'mon, it's just a couple cubes of ice

C'mon, tell me how you like it

Break up with your man, I'm tryna fuck with you tonight

And she said, "A lame nigga don't excite me"

I don't like those niggas either with their bitchass

But I know one thing, it's really nice to meat you with your thick ass

And I always been the type to go and eat, I never sit back

Ever think about how many times I sit up, I have a six pack

Cruisin' through the city with your missus, get your bitch back

She throw her hips back, yeah, I'm puttin' it on her tongue like Tic Tacs

Eenie, meenie, miny, moe, which one you hoes in here really with that?

They know me around the globe, they play my songs where they speak French on it

I tell her, "Bonjour," she havin' her makeup on with contour

Gotta move out my penthouse, bitches be knockin' on my door

I done been through a whole lot of things you prolly cried for

I told you it ain't that strong, what I gotta lie for?

(It's just a) C'mon, it's just a couple cubes of ice

C'mon, tell me how you like it

Break up with your man, I'm tryna fuck with you tonight

And she said, "A lame nigga don't excite me"

Nah, maybe not, these niggas be walkin' around like they could fuck with Baby, huh?

I done let these niggas have their space and get their paper now

I'ma drop my nuts and show these niggas who the greatest

I'ma board the jet and make these niggas fly through Vegas (Go)

I'ma bet the house and throw that shit all on the table (Yeah)

I'ma run up all this fuckin' change and I ain't changin' (But I ain't changin')

I'ma take my new bitch on a date, then fuck the waitress (Yeah), 'cause I'm a player

Gettin' 'em out the way, I know these niggas act like bitches

Pussy, might as well have whiskers on his face

Wit' all that whisperin', quit all that sittin' around, niggas talkin' like women

When your cup empty, I'ma help you fill up

C'mon, it's just a couple cubes of ice

C'mon, tell me how you like it

Break up with your man, I'm tryna fuck with you tonight

And she said, "A lame nigga don't excite me"

C'mon, she always on defense

C'mon, she's an overthinker

I tried to order her a drink

She said, "No, I'm not a drinker"

C'mon, it's just a couple cubes of ice

C'mon, tell me how you like it

Break up with your man, I'm tryna fuck with you tonight

And she said, "A lame nigga don't excite me"

Couple cubes of ice

C'mon, tell me how you like it

Break up with your man, I'm tryna fuck with you tonight

And she said, "A lame nigga don't excite me"

Dab City lyrics - DaBaby

I'm dabbin like I'm from Atlanta

I dab like I play for the Panthers

Dabbin like I'm from Atlanta

(Touchdown, touchdown, touchdown)

Dab like I play for the Panthers

I'm dabbin' like I'm from Atlanta

(Why you dab?) I'm dabbin cause I don't like dancin

(Oh my God, touchdown, touchdown, touchdown)

I dab like I play for the Panthers

I'm dabbin like my name is Cameron

I just scored a touchdown and I'm dancing

He live in Charlotte but he from Atlanta

Me and my niggas we think we the Panthers

Look at my dab, sweet Baby Jesus

We been winnin all season, we undefeated

Send the pack off on Friday, Atlanta on the monday

Winnin touchdown it's like Super Bowl sunday

I'm dabbin like I'm from Atlanta

I dab like I play for the Panthers

Dabbin like I'm from Atlanta

(Touchdown, touchdown, touchdown)

Dab like I play for the Panthers

I'm dabbin' like I'm from Atlanta

(Why you dab?) I'm dabbin cause I don't like dancin

I'm dabbin' like I'm from Atlanta

(Oh my God, touchdown, touchdown, touchdown)

I dab like I play for the Panthers

When I be dabbin the bitches they love it

I know I'm spillin my liquor but fuck it

I just be dabbin like I am a Migo

She let me smash I keep it on the D low

I'm ballin, D Rose

Jordan, freethrows

They call me A-town they say I'm retarded

This is not A-town we dabbin' in Charlotte

I'm dabbin like I'm from Atlanta

I dab like I play for the Panthers

Dabbin like I'm from Atlanta

(Touchdown, touchdown, touchdown)

Dab like I play for the Panthers

I'm dabbin' like I'm from Atlanta

(Why you dab?) I'm dabbin cause I don't like dancin

I'm dabbin' like I'm from Atlanta

(Oh my God, touchdown, touchdown, touchdown)

I dab like I play for the Panthers

Deli (Freestyle) lyrics - DaBaby

I'm tired of this chain, this shit heavy

Shit, I'm from the Southwest of Delhi (Yeah)

Shit, I got this thing from New York like to cuss me out, talk like Sharkiesha on Belly (Uh huh)

Yeah, nigga now I'm back for that get back

I was just trying to eat, they ain't let me

I put the switch on this bitch, it's a chopper, I hit it (frrrrr)

It sound like propellers

I heard niggas think Baby ain't got it

Tell my travel agent, "Order that private"

Nigga, I ain't even got nowhere to go

But I feel like flexing, so take me to an island

I hate when it's raining outside

Drop a nigga off when the sun shining

Pull up presidential in a phantom, Obama

Send a couple thousands to my baby mamas

I got a bitch from the Bronx, say she's feeling me

But I really won't fuck 'round with Hennessy

Tell my boy Set to go holla' at Cardi

Yo' lil' sister a motherfucking Barbie (Baby)

That shit niggas talking about garbage

I set this bitch off, get me started

You know I smoke out the pound of shit stank

When I walk in the bank, smell like somebody farted

Come on with your big ass, yeah

Hit him up, gon' get that shit bag, uh

When they found him, he was dead on the motherfucking scene

I'm the one did that (Nigga)

I got him, gon' play that cool, they ain't know it was me

I'm the one spent that

And that FN ain't got kickback

Yeah, pull up back-to-back Benz's, they mismatch

Tip the driver and send his lil' bitch back

You got it lil' buddy, yeah

I get a lil' nigga out of here, buddy

I hustle day and night, yeah, nigga gotta' be cutting (Uh-uh)

Becoming like the nigga gotta' be, baby

I'm known to get on your ass, drive a bitch crazy

Get to that bag, taking my babies

Stay with that fire, standing on business

I'ma shoot at you niggas every time that y'all playin'

'Bout to switch it up to plain Jane jewelry

'Cause everything that glitter ain't gold

Niggas hoes, they ain't fooling me

Let it blow, nigga, ain't but fear of me

Except if my security don't bust it, I'm shooting my security

Growing up, nigga, mama made you fight back

I can't even shake the shit off from like that

I'm out the way, let me the fuck alone

If you ain't got a casket or ice pack

Shout out to Ice Spice

Doo Wop (Freestyle) lyrics - DaBaby

Yeah, best motherfucking rapper, nigga

All the mommas, the aunties, the grandmas, the grannies

They gon' love this shit, they gon't be like, "Ooh, he it"

Let's go

I'ma keep it pimping with you

I like what you do but it ain't for me

I prefer the simple women

She got it from you

I got it for free

I was probably hitting it different

Yeah, you gotta be careful

Most of these women they want the same thing

Wanna take selfies in the Maybach

Wanna ride 'round drinking champagne, yeah

'Boutta be tapped back into my campaign

And girl, you know you gotta watch these niggas

Niggas don't be knowing shit

These niggas be tricks, paying for pussy

These niggas be over with

I'ma drop a mixtape and make the world stop like Kobe did

Amex the credit cards and the hunnids blue like Hova kid

Yeah, my woman on deep shit with G shit, she like Lauryn Hill

Not the kind

I was out here putting it down for my team, I couldn't afford

The same people I was hustling for

I know

I been chose myself too many times to be in my feelings 'bout it

As long as my daughters and nieces happy

So the first nigga play with 'em wrong

I'ma stop everything and kill somebody, anybody

I do a nigga wrong and forget about them

Ain't taking no handouts from these niggas, know I'ma get mine

She say she never been out the country, she get sick blind

Grammy-nominated six times

I'm having a good time

Shitting on niggas and giving

I already did it before but I'm back more wise and a lil' more patient

In a hotel room with hoes and condoms, don't need no more babies

She already know she gon' die right there with the robbers if she tryna show __cpLocations

Bitch

And I'ma still pop my shit regardless if they play my song

I'ma just come back with some hard shit, it won't take too long

I'm across the country, I'm working niggas

I'ma stand on business

I'ma do hits so wrong I'ma make everybody say I'm right

Been learned quick

I seen it, nigga

I'm telling you

First hand, a veteran

She gave a firm handshake and told me I'm excellent

I'm ghetto, left the restaurant grab a hand full of peppermints

Know I ain't perfect, I see this how I expected it

I been through worst and I mean it, so I ain't stressing it

This beat remind me of the nineties back when we ain't had shit

But our family, now I see what the biggest blessing is

Your people, nigga

'Cause that's the biggest motherfuking blessing

Yeah, so make sure

Everybody else, nigga, fuck 'em, get money

Ha, best rapper

Yeah, let's go

Uh, uh, uh

Believe that

Let's go

Essence (Freestyle) lyrics - DaBaby

Yeah, these niggas got me fucked up, too, nigga

You know what I'm sayin'?

Let's go

These niggas sleepin' on the wave, they ain't feelin' me (Okay)

His baby momma and bae, they both into me (Okay)

And fuck the fame, I'm way too player for the industry (Uh-huh)

And fuck these lames, I'm way too player to let 'em get to me (Let's go)

I'm one of one out here, ain't none of these niggas cut like me (Uh-huh)

I keep this shit in the family, none of these niggas cut like us (Cut like us)

I built this shit from nothin', can't none of these niggas fuck with me (Yeah)

They seein' I dropped my nuts out here (Yeah)

They want me to pick my nuts back up (Nah)

These niggas scared of another alpha male, I don't feel y'all (I don't feel)

Even if I'm the brokest nigga in the room, I'm still a big dawg (Rr)

Bitch-ass niggas out here hidin' behind their status

'Cause that's the only thing they got left

If it wasn't for that, the world wouldn't feel y'all

Yeah, I see through you niggas

These stupid-ass niggas forgot I got plenty sense

Think they can just rap on songs and shoot at niggas (Ah)

All of y'all some foolish niggas

Tell me how the fuck it feel to follow behind a followin'-ass nigga on a computer, nigga

All of y'all some sheep-ass niggas, these niggas gullible

Don't mind you, know I don't fuck with you if I don't fuck with you (Uh-huh)

Remind me to keep it real and be myself 'cause all these other niggas need help

I got this rap shit in a brown bag like a Lunchable, nigga, fuck you

Yeah, fuck with him, nigga

They can't fuck with me, you know what I'm sayin'?

I'ma just gon' leave that one right there, that's just dead on that

You know what I'm sayin'? I ain't gonna give too much of this pimpin' away for free now

You know what I'm sayin'?

I just feel like, you know, when situations like this present themselves, man

And people try to, you know, assassinate your character, man

And assassinate who you are, man

And everything you put that hard work in for, man

Sometimes you gotta demonstrate, you know, that's how I came here

And I don't mind demonstratin'

I don't mind exercisin', you dig what I'm sayin'?

I should start rappin' again, like this right here, like, check this out, look

I don't need your flowers, nigga, I grew my own

I own a nine-acre estate and a fuckin' mansion, nigga, I'm cool at home

I don't want your bitch, my nigga, I'm cool with mines

She got that surgery tryna turn herself to a quarter but I'm cool with dimes

I don't wanna be like y'all niggas, I'm cool with me

I knew I was that nigga before I had all these millions, cars and jewelry

These niggas ain't foolin' me

It ain't no fuckin' way they stand on ten toes and never fold

Nigga, if you was me

And I stand on that, nigga

Yeah, that's mothafuckin' facts, nigga

It's only one of me, nigga, it's only one of him

Baby Jesus A-K-A DaBaby, niggas ain't cut like me (Huh?)

Believe that, niggas is not cut like me (Yeah)

And I can do this shit in my muhfuckin' sleep

I can do this shit when I want, man, you know

Sometimes you just gotta demonstrate, yeah

Yeah, I'ma take whatever come with this shit, you know what I'm sayin'? (Let's go)

I'ma stand on that too, I'ma step on you

Move out the motherfuckin' way, that bitch already done

I'm gon'-I'm gon step on shit, don't play with me, go

Funk Flex (#Freestyle196) lyrics - DaBaby

Look

I got plenty game, shout out my nigga 50

Seem like these other big homies, they're afraid to kick it with me

They was on my dick when I was on Billboard out here killing niggas

I was curving hoes, but I had to fool y'all niggas bitches with me

One thing you know I never be nigga that's scared of y'all

I be ready to let it off

You would think I fuck with queen Latifah the way I set it off

You would think the chance I take is cheap the way I bet it all

You wouldn't think I go play in the league, I was never scared to ball

You would think I was 50 in the flesh, the way I stand on shit

I can afford to have 5 bad seasons, the way I was ahead of y'all

When I first signed I ain't even looked at the contract

This time I read it all

You would think I got an extra heart in my back pocket

The way I handle losses

You know you gotta grind like me or get lost bitch

'Cause your man a boss

I don't hate on niggas when I got the camera on, no

I want a camera off, she got some good hair and some pretty ass skin, yeah, Like Diana Ross

When she throw the pussy, I go along and catch it, yeah

Like Randy Moss

And baby prime time, I should play for JSU

I don't care how much they say I love you, y'all never think it's true

I think about switching up my Maybach trip by the Painted Blues

Just hopped up out that bitch, doing my two-step, they gon' think I'm snoop

Like fuck the world and I'mma stand on it, they gon' think I'm Pac

I'm Will Smith when he got on that stage and slapped Chris Rock

Like fuck security 'cause I'mma rock out if they ride or not

I'm Curtis Jackson today, he lie dancing the bottom shots

I'm Nipsey Hussle at the shop center today, he checked the rat

I'm the boy at home that's watching this, that's prolly scared to rap

I'm the one that went took off the plug, them niggas was scared to trap

I'm the one that showed everybody love, them niggas was scared of that

Tried to turn me into pop star, forgetting that I'm a pop off on any nigga

Try me, I gotta make it hotter than hot sauce on Billboard with them young niggas, still sitting outside my opp house, I'm the only one with the most to lose but the first to one to let the shots off

Nigga you was riding up a shotgun and you ain't even let your Glock off

Ungrateful ass niggas, no it ain't me, niggas knockoffs

Had to switch up on niggas went took a plan B, I'm good without y'all

Had the ungrateful ass niggas in the family, I had to walk off

And you know the way that they did me was dead wrong, but nigga don't feel bad for me

'Cause I was hottest in the game, I made them bring that bag to me

And I love my first daughter so much that I went and had me three

Then I took two years to drop new music now my fans mad at me

And they gon' say I'm promoting shooting, when I rap 'bout casualties

And it prolly don't make no sense to you, but it's my reality

So take a step in my shoes, ready to smash on any nigga that play with you or try you

Hope you wanna live and support your kids the way that I do

'Cause if not nigga you dog food

Finna treat all you niggas like I don't fuck with you

The way the loud dude

Be the one to choose the way you go nigga when it's time

They way the judge do

Free docs, that my lil brother G

You ain't them then fuck you nigga

(You know I'm saying, yeah, yeah ,yeah, yeah)

(Lemme go melodic, yeah)

You can run up on me if you want to

Nigga you can run up on me if you -, yeah, Go

DaBaby other songs:

 

Giving What It's Supposed To Give lyrics - DaBaby

All the niggas who played with me who dead, them niggas ain't want to live (No)

She gave me head and that head was givin' what it's supposed to give

I came out here and got on, 'cause I was doin' what I was supposed to did

The way she ate me up and ate them kids, I don't think she want no kids (Let's go)

These niggas beefin' for IG, but bitch, I want to kill

Kept gettin' blessings, bitch, I hustled, I ain't wanna steal

I'll whip this bitch out now in front of all these cameras, niggas know what it is

My hitta out here slidin' with a warrant, I think he want it still

Them pussies pulled me over on the lil' four-way (Four-way)

The DA asked me for a picture, I wore Dior to my last court date

Nigga ask if I got a pass, I tell 'em, "No way" (No way)

Bitch, we like AIDS, I'm on your ass, we on your ass, bitch, we won't go 'way (Go 'way)

I think I need to change the scenery, a new main (Somethin' new)

A fine ho (Yes sir), boo thang

Thinkin' about checkin' me about a ho, gon' see a blue flame

Off the front of the Glick when I start hittin', so tie your shoestring (Nyoom)

He's a runner, he's a track star

These tough ass niggas that rap ain't really that, these niggas just act hard

I came in this bitch too real, I had to chill, almost got blackballed

Just talked to my CPA, said I'm approved for my new Black Card

All the niggas who played with me who dead, them niggas ain't want to live (Bitch ass nigga)

She gave me head and that head was givin' what it's supposed to give

I came out here and got on, 'cause I was doin' what I was supposed to did

The way she ate me up and ate them kids, I don't think she want no kids (Go, go)

The way he got that look up in his eyes, then he must wanna die (Huh)

Nigga, I'm gon' make your momma cry 'fore you make my momma cry

I stay up out the way and mind my business 'cause I'm certified (Certified)

Uh-oh, that nigga done made me mad, okay, it's murder night

Half a million worth of chains, it probably hurt your eye (Bling)

I set my time and won the race, they givin' first place to the turtle now

Brought 'em back, I need endorsements on the turtleneck

Just taught the freak how to talk back, she done turned herself to a Squirtle now (Squirtle)

No disrespect, but girl, that pussy wet

So you gon' have to get up and get the fuck up out my bed

Come showin' off for them hoes and we gon' paint the city red

The last nigga that played with me, that nigga dead (Than a motherfucker)

All the niggas who played with me who dead, them niggas ain't want to live (I'm talkin' dead as hell)

She gave me head and that head was givin' what it's supposed to give

I came out here and got on, 'cause I was doin' what I was supposed to did (Oh, oh)

The way she ate me up and ate them kids, I don't think she want no kids

Nigga, bitch

Who's gon' trip on me 'bout that ho?

I'm the one gettin', goddamn, my soul snatched

You the one gettin' the kisses

Shit, you winnin'

Lame ass nigga

GRAMMY PARTY lyrics - DaBaby

I seen Baby posted at the Grammy party with a stick (Yeah)

Let's go, nigga

Huh

I seen Baby posted at the Grammy party with a stick

I got too much bread to do the talkin' get ya

I got too much bread to do the talkin' get ya hit

And I can't tell her everything about me, I'm a pimp

Yeah, I step on business, she gonna respect my pimpin' (Yeah)

You know I don't care about feelings, you know I care about millions (Let's go!)

You know she want me to fuck her for free, she don't even let y'all niggas

I tell them new niggas better come catch up with me, soon as they catch y'all niggas, yeah

Pull up and hop out that thing on 'em, cars to the side

Hoggin' the lane on 'em, look how I drive

I'm in the paint on 'em, lil nigga small

I'm havin' weight on 'em, get up and ball

Ain't finna wait on these bands a dog

She let me spank on 'em

I ain't finna waste time wit' none of you niggas

I crank up that rolls Royce and go to the bank on 'em

Come get my key, I'm at the back wit' it

I'm on tequila, don't the name of it

Got drunk as fuck, I had a hangover

'Bout to go buy my BM the new Range Rover

These niggas weak, I'm in the way on 'em

Ain't in the streets, ain't got no stain on 'em

I ain't gon' ever believe that she love me

Until she go tattoo my mufuckin' name on her

Bitch, I'm a dog, I'm in the cage on 'em

I set it off, ain't finna play on 'em

We let it out, fuck her, and lay on her

She wanna go one more time, I'm okay wit' it

These niggas carry they gun every now and then

I am not one of them, I am gon' stay wit' it

These niggas touch me, I bet you that magazine

Inside the church'll have one of they face on it

Bitch, I'ma dog

I seen Baby posted at the Grammy party with a stick

I got too much bread to do the talkin' get ya

I got too much bread to do the talkin' get ya hit

And I can't tell her everything about me, I'm a pimp

Yeah, I step on business, she gonna respect my pimpin'

You know I don't care about feelings, you know I care about millions

You know she want me to fuck her for free, she don't even let y'all niggas

I tell them new niggas better come catch up with me, soon as they catch y'all niggas

Yeah

Bitch

Yeah

Let's go!

Hate It Or Love It lyrics - Rob49 & DaBaby

Yeah hop out red eye smash a nigga

Guaranteed it's a nigga in your clique hating right now siting there laughing with you

Baby can't put that mouth on me like right now I ain't even have it here

2.5 worth of cars in my driveway

Right now I paid cash to get it

Nigga gotta rob he ain't have his pistol

Go hard, they hate it or they love it

I seen my dog switch for some money he was out here acting like he love me

I never lied to the bros or my mama I lied to your honor

Oh you too boujie for the gang fuck it, I'll buy that pussy from you

And no it ain't tricking if you got it bitch

Fuck that I need that for free

Fuck around had to brake on to me

Did my thing got awards B.e.t

That's my hoe yeah I know she a freak

Way I go get that money I turn up

When she watch me count money she turn on

I got some jays and it gun on

She gonna do her thing when I come on

Oh she think I love her she trying to break a nigga pockets

I do it if she doing what I tell her

After I fuck Ima leave I say p when they ask what I'm pushing

I throw my chains on and I lie and tell her I'm come and see her later

And lie and tell her she my baby

And what she gone do believe it all my diamonds Fiji nigga

I ain't saying white lives matter but I'm still popping out in my Yeezys

I'm the type to tell a hoe to turn on the TV

Every time the bitch say she wanna see me

And watch a nigga die right there and he bleeding

Got a 40 on me now nigga playing I'm squeezing

Yeah I'm they type to put that shit on get money and put my bitch on nigga

I ain't fucking with no peons if you ain't no boss don't tell me nothing

Put my trust in these dikes every time betting on that 10 or four

I fuck a lot of hoes but I ain't gonna tell no lie I want Rubi Rose

Yeah hop out red eye smash a nigga

Guaranteed it's a nigga in your clique hating right now siting there laughing with you

Baby can't put that mouth on me like right now I ain't even have it here

2.5 worth of cars in my driveway

Right now I paid cash to get it

Nigga gotta rob he ain't have his pistol

Go hard, they hate it or they love it

I seen my dog switch for some money he was out here acting like he love me

I never lied to the bros or my mama I lied to your honor

Oh you too boujie for the gang fuck it, I'll buy that pussy from you

And no it ain't tricking if you got it bitch

No more baby daddy problems

I'm gone change yo life around

You ain't gotta ask for no more money

You can go ask the 4 god

Yeah I got it and you know I got it, I'll treat you good

We ain't gotta talk about nothing real niggas rear

Yeah hop out red eye smash a nigga

Guaranteed it's a nigga in your clique hating right now siting there laughing with you

Baby can't put that mouth on me like right now I ain't even have it here

2.5 worth of cars in my driveway

Right now I paid cash to get it

Nigga gotta rob he ain't have his pistol

I fuck a lot of hoes but I ain't gonna tell no lie I want Rubi Rose

Fact I almost failed had to lift him up that's my dog I threw a bone

Hotline Bling (Remix) lyrics - DaBaby

Baby, Baby, Baby Jesus

Baby, Baby Jesus

Gotta stutter when you say DaBaby

My phone keep on ringin', act like I don't see it

Your negative energy fuck up my vibe

Sending me threats, telling me you outside

Goofs in your high school to fuck up my ride

Said you did it again, said it is what it is

Scratching my shit, I go paint it again

Flatten my tires, I get bigger rims

That girl smile and I hit all her friends

And she know I'm a dog, I'm dog, I'm a dog

Worked real hard, finna take a vacation

I'd rather do this shit on my own

Don't give a fuck how much longer it takes me

I never fucked with these niggas before

I fuck with 'em now so they feel like I made it

Talking subliminal, this shit is pitiful

How they let that nigga feel like famous?

God damn, let's see act these niggas gon' act

Your bitch around me, it's a wrap

I just sent her a pic on the Snap

I'm gon' hit your lil' bitch from the back

It go down in the DM, I put her to sleep, got a Tylenol, PM

That's your baby momma, I call her my BM

They hating on John 'cause they all wanna be him

I really don't understand why niggas hating on me, all it took was some time and some patient

I got a whole lot of fine bitches waiting on me 'cause they know one day I'ma be famous

I got a whole lot of people that need me to feed 'em

They know that I got 'em, I won't ever leave 'em

I dropped out of college and start makin' more than my teachers

Now all the bitches, they love me

And the niggas they hate me

'Cause they all wanna fuck me, woah, woah

As long as nobody touch me, we gon' keep gettin' money

We ain't worried 'bout nothing, no

Your girl might need some dick in her life

Don't even lie, she get in your ride

I pull out that dick and she know how to ride

Pull your seat-belt, I don't know how to drive

I treat your ho like a ho all the time

Never I wanted your ho over mine

Say that's a lie, but you know she be lyin', hey

I know when that hotline bling, ha

INDUSTRY lyrics - DaBaby

Let's go

Let's go, nigga

Industry, get up out my way, and let me pop it on 'em

Baby ain't leavin' up at the house unless that Glock up on him

These niggas ain't got no heart, finna take the shit, I got founded on him

Double-R, in this bitch with a F&N when I come round the corner

Like I'm ready to creep on niggas, I need mine, like I gotta get it

I done stood in the business, now it's me-time, I pull up, uh

Yellow Lamborghini with the seats down, I'ma pop my shit

I go three, John, I'ma pop my shit, I go 5G

Ain't stuntin' this shit on IG, I'm ready for a nigga to try me

I'm ready for a nigga to want that

I tried to hide this shit when I went number one, but fuck it, I'm on that

Ain't comin' inside the bitch without no gun, you know I'ma bun it

Yeah, any nigga that play that

Yeah, look where a nigga standin', this exactly where a nigga gon' lay at

I stood up like a man and took my lick, now nigga, it's payback

I'm in here, doin' my dance up in this bitch, pull up in a Maybach

These niggas thought it was over for me, why the fuck would you say that?

I pull up, slap the fuck out of one of these DJ's, tell 'em to play that, nigga

Industry, get up out my way, and let me pop it on 'em (Go DJ, go DJ)

Baby ain't leavin' up at the house unless that Glock up on him (Go DJ, go)

These niggas ain't got no heart, finna take the shit, I got founded on him

Double-R, in this bitch with a F&N when I come round the corner

Get in my way, let me pop it

Bitch-ass nigga, I ain't never gon' stop it

I'm in this bitch with a motherfuckin' rocket

Nigga, don't take me that nigga, I'm dyin' to go

No matter how hard niggas look

Long as you lookin' my way, ain't gon find a ho'

These niggas lookin' to die, let's go

Lookin' for that, you gon' find a pro, yeah

Go DJ (Go DJ, go)

(Go DJ, go DJ, go)

Industry, get up out my way, and let me pop it on 'em (Go DJ, go DJ)

Baby ain't leavin' up at the house unless that Glock up on him (Go DJ, go)

These niggas ain't got no heart, finna take the shit, I got founded on him

Double-R, in this bitch with a F&N when I come round the corner

JOC IN '06 lyrics - DaBaby

(Sil on the beat)

I got the late hours on the way home

She told me to pull up and it won't take long

[?]

That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby

Yeah, she get it back when she leave 'cause we grown

Yeah, she get it back when she leave 'cause we grown

Pick up my babies and drop me a hit

I'm underrated, been poppin' my shit

I came up off of CDs I bought from a lick (Oh)

Niggas can't see me, I'm raw as it get

Stiff on these bitches, you not what it is (No)

Can't give you nothin', this all for my kids

Steppin' on niggas, I'm walkin' on shit

Play, it's gon' go down like Joc in '06

Yeah-yeah (Uh-huh)

Yeah-yeah (Uh-huh)

Yeah-yeah (Uh-huh)

Uh, let's go

Yeah-yeah (Uh-huh)

Yeah-yeah (Uh-huh)

Yeah-yeah (Uh-huh)

(Steppin' on niggas, I'm walkin' on shit

Play, it's gon' go down like Joc in '06)

Yeah-yeah (Uh-huh)

Yeah (Let's go)

You can call the police and get burnt (Mhm)

Make his family go make some new merch' (Ha)

They run [?], we turned (Tst)

Y'all niggas scared, go to church (Mhm)

Pull out that motherfuckin' Phantom, that bitch long as hell, it sit up like a hearse (Bitch)

My daughter got bread in her purse

She know she the shit, she gon' stand on that curb (Yeah)

I done been eatin' for so fuckin' long, I don't think I can handle desert (Yeah)

Velour on my lap right now while I'm rappin', chillin' with her daddy while he work

Nigga, it was back in 2010 when I seen a pound of Percs, y'all bitch-ass niggas need to skrrt

See a nigga play with you, but you ain't leave the nigga on the scene

You ain't built like me if he alert (Let's go), nigga

Pick up my babies and drop me a hit

I'm underrated, been poppin' my shit

I came up off of CDs I bought from a lick (Oh)

Niggas can't see me, I'm raw as it get

Stiff on these bitches, you not what it is (No)

Can't give you nothin', this all for my kids

Steppin' on niggas, I'm walkin' on shit

Play, it's gon' go down like Joc in '06

Yeah-yeah (Uh-huh)

Yeah-yeah (Uh-huh)

Yeah-yeah (Uh-huh)

Uh, let's go

Yeah-yeah (Uh-huh)

Yeah-yeah (Uh-huh)

Yeah-yeah (Uh-huh)

(Steppin' on niggas, I'm walkin' on shit

Play, it's gon' go down like Joc in '06)

Yeah-yeah (Uh-huh)

Yeah (Let's go)

Play, it's gon' go down like Joc (Yeah)

He think he like me, he not (No)

Nigga, let's play a motherfuckin' game

Play with me, you gon' get shot (Boom)

No amount of word is a popstar

Baby, how many niggas you popped?

Like 21 say, "Bitch, a lot"

One with the F&N, the others got Glocked, nigga

Uh-huh, yeah (Damn)

Baby, how many niggas you dropped?

Uh-huh, yeah

Uh-huh, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Pick up my babies and drop me a hit

I'm underrated, been poppin' my shit

I came up off of CDs I bought from a lick (Oh)

Niggas can't see me, I'm raw as it get

Stiff on these bitches, you not what it is (No)

Can't give you nothin', this all for my kids

Steppin' on niggas, I'm walkin' on shit

Play, it's gon' go down like Joc in '06

Yeah-yeah (Uh-huh)

Yeah-yeah (Uh-huh)

Yeah-yeah (Uh-huh)

Uh, let's go

Yeah-yeah (Uh-huh)

Yeah-yeah (Uh-huh)

Yeah-yeah (Uh-huh)

(Steppin' on niggas, I'm walkin' on shit

Play, it's gon' go down like Joc in '06)

Yeah-yeah (Uh-huh)

Yeah (Let's go)

Jump Man (Remix) lyrics - DaBaby

You know when I get quiet I'm always up to something, man

You know that, ha

That boy up to somethin'

Ayy, look

I'm laid over the bad bitch waiting on a package

Just had a flashback, I used to have a pissy mattress

And I done choosed to trap, it's what I had to do

The police riding up and down the avenue

As soon as they touch me, running it up on the boulevard

When you only keep it 100, I guess they can't pull your card

Fuck the lean, I'm on the Henny

Fuck your main, I'm gettin' plenty

I prolly pull up in my Honda, I drive wherever I wanna

And I was just starving on Friday but now I'm back balling on Tuesday

He probably hate on my bitches, runnin' round calling 'em groupies

I ride around with extensions, I keep it on me, I'm Gucci

I get a whole lot of Benji's, I put 'em on me like Boosie

I fuck up the juggin' for rappin', then I got right back to trappin'

I sold all the pounds for the profit, then hit the mall and went shoppin'

I'm who you call if you need me, need me, gon' get it, we got it

And I leave the gas up to Diesel, don't talk to me, switch the topic

I mean, yeah, it ain't nothing positive, it ain't about getting no money

I mean, where I'm at right now, you know what I'm sayin', I don't wanna have nothing to do with that shit, you feel me?

I wish everybody peace and blessings

KeKe (Freestyle) lyrics - DaBaby

That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby

Fuck KeKe nigga

You paid her for the pussy, got if free-free nigga, huh (free)

I'm the man, my city need me nigga (huh)

People all around the country play my CD nigga (huh,huh)

I'm a extra special nigga, I don't you'd choose to sleep on

Run up on me, ge gone

It's hot outside, the heat on

I don't wanna chit-chat, you know I'm really with that

I'mma do it right there, don't gotta get no getback

I'm in and out the airport, I'm always out the city

I got bitches cryin' for me, I'mma show her like I'm Drizzy

Like to do my dance on them hoes, yeah, they dig it (yea)

Got these other niggas actin' like some hoes, they in their feelings (aye, aye, aye, aye)

Don't know how these niggas doin' but it's gravy on my side

You in the car, you gotta have a gun, that's how I ride (ah)

You know that I had to grow some nuts and try you on the timeline (huh)

Can't even pay his phone bill, he hatin' on the Wi-Fi, damn (brrr)

You coulda' spent that time with ya' kids

I've been spendin' time with mine, that's just how a nigga is

I don't need no recognition, that's just how a nigga live

Every nigga with me felon, I ain't ridin' with no friends

They like the way I switch that

Everybody want a piece of me

Bitch I'm a Kit-Kat, chocolate-ass nigga

Bring a chocolate nigga shit back (huh)

I knock a nigga shit back (huh)

You saw ya' homeboy shoot some

You prolly never did that (hmm)

These niggas be some small fries

Actin' like some big cats

Before they got hteir first pound

I was sellin' 10-packs

Ya' nigga need to sit up

I prolly need to sit back

I'm heavy, bitch I'm big weight

I'm workin' on my six-pack

He in and out the gym now

He trynna get his bitch back

We front you and you ran out

He trynna get his shit back (hahaha)

And that shit got you in your feelings

I just gotta be real with ya'

L.A. Leakers - Freestyle #131 lyrics - DaBaby

Off the top, don't believe the hype, nigga, it's Baby, I'm pushin' P

Double R Phantom outside, drop the window with the lights just to let them hoes look at me

Yeah, I won't keep her, I'd rather be free with her

Give it back to the streets, keep it G with her

Might fuck on me for three years

Only three times will I sit down in public and eat with her

Must've forgot who he is

I been fuckin' niggas hoes since fifteen

It's a surprise I only got me three kids

Look in his eyes, you can tell that he real

Look on the net, you might think that he fake

Look at the plaques, stats and where I came from

Ain't no way you can say "He ain't great"

Type to wake up today and go sell my estate

Nigga, I don't want it no more, I don't want the whips either

Tryna make me mad 'bout a ho

Nigga don't know what's goin', I don't want the bitch either

I drop her off with you, you can keep her

Nigga, I ain't new to this shit, I been true to this shit since a seven-forty-five yellow Beemer

Pull up with the cutest little bitch, I don't open her doors

I just fuck her all night and I leave her, yeah

He pushin' P 'cause he paid for it

I get that pussy for free, I'm on welfare

I fell in love with her, she was my trap girl

I used to make the mailman press the doorbell

She give that good head, if she got long hair I got nowhere

Fuck niggas hatin', but oh well

I'm the type of rap nigga kill a rap nigga, now I still walk in and do my lil' show there, nigga

I'm pushin' P, I'm the realest one in it

She fuck with me, that boy still in his feelings

I'm in Atlanta, buyin' designer

Fuck 'round with me and I'll shoot you in Lennox

I'm in New York where I can't have a gun

I'ma just fly into New Jersey with it

I'm back to Cali and I never run

Play, you gon' go play with 2Pac and Biggie

Yeah, I got three daughters, but I need a son

You excited enough? okay baby, come get me

Lay back and push out that P, he gon' be wantin' to play

I never let niggas play with me, it's Baby, nigga

Man, nigga, this shit too easy, fuckin' that ho in my Yeezys

Won't take 'em off, soon as I'm done, I'm leaving

She beggin' me for to stay

I'm havin' business to handle, can't waste time creepin'

She got to thinkin' I'm bae

I guess it's my fault, my feelings change with the seasons

I cuff hoes when it's cold outside

Then I get gone when it's hoes outside

Pull up on 'em niggas and hear, "Oh my god,"

Pull up on 'em niggas in a cold ass ride

I used to serve niggas pound everyday

In a fishbowl rental with a old .45

I ain't even have to use the scale no more

When half of most niggas wouldn't know my lyin'

Me and you are not the same, you a misdemeanor, nigga

I get mad and send a hit on me a nigga

I flash out, pull that stick out, uh

Never go back 'bout a bitch

That ain't part of my pimpin', that ain't how I get down, yeah

I slap a grown ass man in front of all his niggas

Let's see who the bitch now

All out the window, yeah nigga, I'm here

I know we supposed to be mad at DaBaby

And that nigga cancelled, but that nigga lit

And these niggas' hoes, I came from the bottom

I didn't have shit, wasn't even supposed to see this

She get to starin' as soon as I hop out the car

I didn't even have on a fit

Came back with the fade on them hoes

Uh, yeah, lookin' just like Money Mitch

Uh, nigga, this shit too easy

That's a FN on my hip, no beeper

I don't trust none of these hoes, no sir

I ain't claimin' none of these hoes, not even

Niggas talkin' 'bout Baby on the blogs

Nigga, so what, do somethin', I'm pleadin'

And I ain't have to show me a nigga what's happenin' in a while

Trigger finger motherfuckin' squeezin'

Scratchin' it, now that bitch itchin'

I'm back in this bitch where I'm stuck with that iron

Any one of you niggas fuck with me wrong

On my big bro, it's gon' be a killing

I got on my motherfuckin' grind, when the money slow down niggas got in they feelings

Fuck on her slow and I don't even kiss her

I'm a dog ass nigga, Baby

Huh? Yeah, nigga this shit too easy

Fuckin' that ho in my Yeezys

I'm in this bitch with the Leakers

Yeah, huh? Nigga this shit too easy

Uh, fuck on that ho in my - uh

I'm in this bitch with the– let's go

L.A. Leakers - Freestyle #174 lyrics - DaBaby

[Part I: "Like That" by Future, Metro Boomin & Kendrick Lamar]

Yeah, Yeah

Look

You know it's baby nigga

You know how it is, They ride your dick then end up playing with you

I put blood, sweat, tears into this shit, but you can save the tissue

Guarantee her neighbours know my name, they think I'm staying with her

I put me a kid in her new crib, cuz I'm a cold nigga

5-6 years ago I would've took it and put some bowls in it

Tellin' me that I'm chocolate and I'm fine and fuck her old nigga

Y'all letting these women talk about their exes, y'all some hoes nigga

Waited until it was safe to cross that line, cuz he ain't bold nigga

Knowing he still ain't safe until this day I bet I show niggas

Niggas and they brothers be the closest, Me and my bros different

Grew up having to fight niggas over breakfast, like my home prison

Snatch my cousin is a juvenile gave him a long sentence

Phantom gon' be waiting when you get out lets put some hoes in it

5% my tent, so you can't see I got my pole in it

You show you got the heart to fuck with me and I'll put a hole in it

Growing up closet used to look cleaned out, I ain't had no clothes in it

Just two pair of Voices for the year, I ain't had no J's in it

Jumped up off the porch and got some money and it went way different

Got my momma to get me a rental car and I went make plays in it

These lil niggas ain't like that

Yeah, Nigga

Hold on, I'm keeping it brief, send me a bitch ass nigga and don't even speak to him, I ain't needing to speak

Hoe better get her a number, 'fore she get up outta here, cuz she ain't sleeping with me

She bout to drive herself crazy, keep tryna keep up with me

I don't recommend it

On a normal day roll up with benzes

All that hating shit don't hurt my feelings

I don't care if they like it, it's in me, Yeah

These niggas don't stand up their hoes, I hit a too and stand on my toes

I better climb up that tree like a pro

Soon as I get what I need I'mma Go, Believe That

Look, I get to getting on, hoe got on my nerves so bad, I went got me a different phone

I'm not one of them niggas who let you slide if we don't get along

Even if people there, I'mma teach you something bout who you picking on

I'm like one of them pits, when I'm in that pussy, baby get a bone

You finna go down in the history as one of them niggas that baby shitted on

Knocked the nigga out and hurt my hand I think I hit him wrong

Just got sent a hundred and fifty thousand dollars and did a song

Used to get three hundred thousand in 2020, but I'm shaking back

I can start a war with that lil money, you niggas play "you act"

Ain't talking bout no fitted when I sit and think about my favorite hat

Every time I catch a nigga that was talking crazy I make him take it back and I put that on my daddy nigga

Fuck? Me and you ain't the same nigga, HUH?

Is you like that? Is you like that nigga?

Man look, don't get me started in this bitch, Justin lets do it, Ay

[Part II: "Get It Sexyy" by Sexyy Red]

Ooh, Ah, Ah, Ah, Aah

Yeah

Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah

Wassup Sexyy Red, you know you're my favorite motherfucking rapper, your birthday was yesterday, Happy birthday baby, You know I love you, I love that ghetto shit, Lets do it

Ay, look

These hoes want a chocolate nigga

Guess who got some chocolate for you

Ain't got time to pop it with you

Nod my head, they hopping on you

In this bitch like Ronald Test, knock one of these niggas, I'm performing

All this shit they done seen on cameras, imagine what I did when it was not recording

Get it baby, Get it baby, Get it baby, Yeah

I be like show me some ass, I wanna see something bae

Find me a hoe and I freak on her

I ain't her boyfriend, right now she my freak for the day, I got a show to come lean on it

Even when summer right there and it's hot outside, I take the beat and I ski on it

We on the Casamigos, I got three of them, they want me fucking them all night, want me pee on them, No

Ain't finna have me on TMZ talking 'bout trafficking, I got the ARP, I get to slapping and show all you bitch ass niggas what's happening

Fuck what you think

I tell the waitress at clubs I'mma open my bottle myself, so don't fuck with my drank

Pull up from the club in the Rolls Roys

Car full of bad bitches bumping some Drake, nigga

Comfortable in here, it's me and the fully, fuck with me I'mma get jiggy

I see that she fuck with that, She don't think I seen her looking

No she won't give me that kitty, when they put the pressure on you niggas went right away

You know me, I'm still in the city, I just hit the grocery store, we got some groceries today, went home and made me some chicken

These lil niggas hoes, you see when you look in their eyes, I cook one of these niggas like fries

Wanna be known? Wanna go get you some streams? I cook one of you niggas on live

Came with with lies, I call them Pinocchio back on they ass, like Uh-oh, no you don't

I'm in the fast car, smoking on PFF, get in and get nasty, gave me some throat to go pulling out fast like I'm running late

Back on that bullshit ready to demonstrate

Get on your ass and go get some steak

I'm on some other shit, want some more real estate

I got a bag in here with a drink, she got that ass I feel it when it shake

Eating got value to you, put on some weight, I'm trying to make that ass clap and you say, Ay

Get it baby, Get it baby, Get it baby, Yeah

I be like

These hoes want a chocolate nigga

Guess who got some chocolate for you

Ain't got time to pop it with you

Nod my head, they hopping on you

In this bitch like Ronald Test, knock one of these niggas, I'm performing

All this shit they done seen on cameras, imagine what I did when it was not recording

Nigga

Get it baby, get it baby

Leave Me Alone (Freestyle) lyrics - DaBaby

Somebody tell these rappers, leave me 'lone now

My feature price went up, I charge 5K for a song now

That's too high for you? Fuck ya, I should really charge you ten

I went and broke bread with the family when I could've 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 was [?], he need an appeal

I'm having filet, it's fresh off the grill

These niggas ain't hate, just look at they [?]

Just stay out my way if you wanna live

The last nigga played, he no longer here

God damn! (Turn up!)

I put a fuck nigga up (yuh)

I'm in the store with my daughter, the cameras recording, they know it was [?] (bitch!)

Them niggas ain't really know that it was up with me, now niggas know that it's up (uh huh)

And they act like they traumatized by how I did 'em but I really don't give a fuck (uh uh)

No I really don't give a damn

Too late when that bitch in my hand

They know I'm the shit, I'm a [?]

I blew his shit on the cams (boom!)

They wanna see me in the jail, and throw out the key and take me from the fam

Just make sure when you play with me that you ready, I'll put you to sleep like a Xan, bitch

Somebody tell these rappers, leave me 'lone now

They heard I caught a body, everybody call'n my phone now

I know that you ain't 'bout it, when you got smoke you pull your phone out (bitch!)

You better use your brains, you'll fuck around and get 'em blown out (boom!)

Bitch I'm tired

Forgive me if I zone out

You know it's way harder to sleep (uh huh)

When you got your heart in the streets (yeah)

I make them throw a white sheet on yo ass, you better call the police (brr brr)

And I've just been itching to stop me a nigga, so don't get it started with me

You better

Leave me alone!

Stay up out my way before somebody die today, god damn

Leave me alone!

Stay up out my way before somebody die today, hey, hey

Leave me alone!

40 on my waist, in the car I got the K, hey, hey

Leave me alone!

I'll move they ass today, it's DaBaby, baby, baby (laughter)

Bitch ass nigga (laughter)

Fuck you talkin' bout, the best mothafuckin' rapper, the prettiest Charlotte nigga alive

Baby Jesus AKA Da motherfuckin Baby AKA [?] (realest motherfucker rappin' man)

Billion dollar baby shit man, Charlotte shit man, Carolina shit man, ya dig?

Huh

Huh

Leave me alone! (cut that hoe out right there)

Lonely lyrics - DaBaby & Lil Wayne

[DaBaby:]

Caught up in my feelings, I'll fuck around and kill another nigga

You ain't 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 (K.I.D)

I got .44 and 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, ain't a hatin' nigga in the world 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, lonely baby (Lonely, baby)

Lonely, lonely baby

A lonely, lonely baby (K)

As if I got a reason to act like I'm lonely

I saw my big brother laid out with his brains out

It's been catchin' up to 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 feelin' in the car with a bottle of liquor, a pistol, a lonely killer

Ain't no love at the top, just a lonely nigga

Ain't no love at the bottom either

All these blood-suckin' leachers 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, yeah, 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 that's a killer, nigga

(That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby, K.I.D)

[Lil Wayne:]

Hmm, it's Weezy Baby, at the top, it's lonely

Got choppers on me, can't stop the moment

I just popped a soma and now I'm 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 a army

Fuck her by myself, fuck her with her homies

I'on need nobody, I'on see no solids

Ba-ba-ba-ba-bap, bet I'on 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 of him

Better pick the 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 a 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 let you cuddle on 'em

Jay on 'em, like you are not alone

[DaBaby (Lil Wayne):]

Lonely, lonely baby (Baby)

Lonely, lonely baby

A lonely, lonely baby (Lonely, lonely, lonely)

Lonely, lonely baby (Lonely, lonely, lonely)

Lonely, lonely baby

A lonely, lonely baby (You and I alone, K)