Gucci Gang lyrics - DaBaby
Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang (Ah)
I'll whoop a nigga ass like I'm Pootie Tang (Bitch)
You ever made a diss song? You a lame (Huh)
And if you fucking with the lame, nigga, you the same (Ha)
I'm with my baby mama at the shooting range (Huh)
I had to shoot her how to shoot the.40, huh
On Instagram kissing on my daughter, huh (Mwah)
Before I tell a judge, I'll tell a lawyer, huh
Running red lights in the rental, huh (Skrrt)
Selling pounds for cheap, come get 'em, huh
Big gelato, where you get it, huh (Smoke)
It's different colors like some Skittles, huh
And none of this shit be new to me (Huh)
Know you couldn't take the pressure, boy, if you was me (Huh)
Your baby daddy rockin' fake ass jewelry (Ha)
I can post a fake chain, he ain't foolin' me
I got these niggas hollerin', "Where the nigga came from?"
Roger homeboy shot a nigga with the same gun (Boom)
Your bitch trippin' call me by my middle name on Instagram
Her baby mama hollerin', "Where'd she learn your name from?" (Uh)
Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang
Keep a gun on me like a shooting game (Huh)
My bitch from the hood like Keisha (Huh)
Fuck around and get buried like Gucci Mane (Ah)
I'm the hottest in the Carolinas, huh
Fuckin' other niggas' baby mamas, uh
I'm a good lookin' nigga with a choppa, huh
Nigga play with me, he got a problem, huh (Boom)
Rapper niggas better check my résumé (Check it)
When I pull it out, I ain't gon' hesitate (Uh)
Bitch ass nigga you a small fry (Bitch)
Put me on the scale, I'm a heavy-weight
Hahaha
Bank Account lyrics - DaBaby
I don't fuck with cancerous, been fucking with my mama (Yeah, yeah)
And I don't use my bank account, I count too many commas (Yeah, yeah)
And niggas claim they looking for me, hurry up and find me (Huh)
And you can send a contract but I'll prolly never sign it (Bitch)
I'm the hottest trappin' rappin' nigga out the Carolinas (Bitch)
And weed as bad as alcohol, so I sell it to minors (Huh)
And she not that bad after all, that makeup had me blinded (Uh)
I got so much fucking paper in my bag, I need a binder
I hopped off the airplane jiggin', I'm on Hennessy, no molly (Yeah)
They gangsta on the internet, they see me, never try me (Huh)
And I'll drop to my knees and talk to God, I'm feelin' godly
Keep me 'way from hatin' niggas 'fore I end up catchin' bodies
Damn, he hatin' on me, he was just beside me
God damn, fuck that nigga, everything about him
God damn, all I need is two forties, fuck a rifle
Need to take my ass to church and get some help, pick up a bible
I can't change the way I'm livin', askin' God can he forgive me (Yeah, yeah)
All the trials and tribulations that I'm facin' (yeah, yeah)
Allegations that I'm fakin'
Pull up on me, bitch, I'm waitin', I'ma squeeze on this big 40
'Fore they take me, I'ma take 'em, fuck waitin'
Made me switch the tags up on the rental
Pull up shooting out the window
My nigga never really liked you
You gon' fuck around and make me send him
I'm a mothafuckin' mastermind, before I break the rules, I'ma bend 'em
Like I'm 15, 000 in my denim, take them pictures hopping off the sprinter, bitch
Huh, M's in my, uh
M's in my, uh
M
M's
M's
Hardaway lyrics - DaBaby
I ain't ask nan' nigga for shit
Nigga holding out they hand like a bitch
Nigga blowing up my phone like a ho
Before I give to you, I'll give to my kids
I trust 'em and they took it back from me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm looking like damn, what happened?
I thought we was family (Yeah)
I thought it was ride or die
Nigga touch you, it's homicide
You know that's bottom line (Yeah)
You know what's going on, I got that iron (Yeah)
So run up on me if you wanna die (Yeah)
'Cause I got murder all up on my mind (Yeah)
I been up 'cause I can't get no sleep
Ain't seen my baby girl in 'bout a week
You think I give a fuck about a freak?
My whole motherfuckin' family gotta eat, yeah
She keep it waitin', she flexin', boy
I put her legs by her head like a wrestler (Wreck)
I told her a nigga been stressin'
I usually don't test, but today I was textin' her (Yeah, yeah)
I told her I got some confessions
I did so much dirt I know the devil love me
And I been runnin' from the karma
That's why it's on me and it's loaded
Slidin' on 'em, I'm a poet
The way I paint the picture with my words
Make 'em ride to it and they know it
That's why I gotta keep it goin'
I'm not foldin' under pressure
I'm the crime when it's crunch time
Nigga play with me and then it's lunch time
I ain't talkin' 'bout no fuckin' punchline, like oh
I ain't ask nan' nigga for shit
Nigga holding out they hand like a bitch
Nigga blowing up my phone like a ho
Before I give to you, I'll give to my kids
I trust 'em and they turned their back on me, like damn
Cancer got my mama in the hospital, I ain't there to hold her hand
'Cause I been busy on the road
Actin' like I'm happy smilin' in my videos, steady doin' shows
But don't nobody really know
The shit been fuckin' with my soul
I need a drink in the club
Takin' it out on the people I love
I'm just a thug that's in need of some love, yeah yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy yeah
Ice Tray lyrics - DaBaby
Look at my wrist, it's a ice tray (Huh), I'm smokin' like Smokey on Friday (Uh)
I just got head in the parkin' lot, people saw it when they pulled up beside me (Huh)
These niggas hatin', they Joe Budden (Bitch)
Run up on me and I'm gon' bomb 'em (Boom)
I'm selling gas out a 4 runner (Huh)
She got that ass and a throat on her (ayy)
That's my baby
I just got back in my rhythm with it (Huh), I got the gas in a rental with me (Gas)
I'm tryna get me some muhfuckin' money, I can't get it laughin' and chillin' with ya
You's a lil' boy, you a little nigga, it's a motherfuckin' joke, it's a silly nigga
He blowing smoke like an engineer, I fuck his ho like a prison nigga
Who buyin' dope? I got plenty with me
If he don't got a ride, then go get the nigga
And all of my rides got extensions with 'em
And I don't like this beat so I'm finished with it, nigga
Dig that'll fuck ya
My Dawg lyrics - DaBaby
That's a AR, not a draco, unzip that whenever I say so
She diggin' my drip, I'll sit my bandana on top of my head like a halo
I put your main bitch on payroll
She on the leash, she my dawg
She gon' call me when you go to sleep
And you before we wake up, she deleting my calls
If you love me, then tell me you love me, I need some affection
I just fell out with my bitch 'cause she went through my phone, saw how freak I been textin'
Why I thug it like that, I'm too extra, I don't love these hoes, I'm disrespectful
When I say that's my dawg, I'm talkin' 'bout your bitch and I'm fuckin' her doggy style without protection
I don't need the bitch, it ain't no pressure
Sneeze on bitches, I'ma bless 'em
I bought the pounds tonight
Got 'em all for 27
300%, now that's cappin'
We can talk numbers, fuck rappin'
Baby Jesus, he from Charlotte
Why they think he from Atlanta?
I don't go anywhere without the strap on me
I popped a pill, my bitches say it's bad for me
I fuck the same hoes used to laugh at me
We serve the same niggas used to hate
I'm with your main bitch on a date
That ain't a pussy, baby, that's a lake
If you get money, nigga, we relate
Fuck all them other niggas, let 'em hate, uh
If you love me, then tell me you love me, I need some affection
I just fell out with my bitch 'cause she went through my phone, saw how freak I been textin'
Why I thug it like that, I'm too extra, I don't love these hoes, I'm disrespectful
And if I keep fucking other niggas hoes, I might just fuck around and miss my blessing
I done got way too motherfuckin' comfortable, let me remind myself what's going on
I left my bitch's crib and hit the studio and sold a pound before I made this song
I need a new number, all these nothing ass bitches blowing up a nigga phone
Speaking of nothing, don't nobody owe me nothing, can't nobody come and put me on, huh
Bitch I'm the goat, ain't no other one
I got a bitch want another one, I put your bitch in the full nelson
She tried to run, what you runnin' from?
And I brought the food to the table, told all of my niggas come eat, we gon' run it up
Extended on this gun, that's a honey bun
Try me, I let out a hunnid of 'em
If you love me, then tell me you love me, I need some affection
I just fell out with my bitch 'cause she went through my phone, saw how freak I was textin'
Why I thug it like that, I'm too extra, I don't love these hoes, I'm disrespectful
I just can't help it, baby, I'm a dawg, promise my mama raised a nigga better, yeah, yeah
Gorilla Glue lyrics - DaBaby
Yeah yeah yeah ugh, aye
Aye man I'm back on my baby Jesus
Just got some gorilla glue it came with seeds, I'ma pop em out and act like its OG
I'ma go send them bitches back to Charlotte, got em for 1000 sell em for the three
Nigga keep blowing up my phone crying to me, tryna get me sellin for the cheap
No bitch you ain't go to receipt (ugh)
Ain't no refunds on a beat (ugh)
I got a bitch that a freak she's on my side of town so she stay up the street (ugh)
I don't like talking to broke bitches I remain silent like they the police (ugh)
My bitches know I'ma dog I'ma go fuck another bitch
I need a leash (ugh) my baby Jesus he ain't from Miami
But that nigga ballin and he got the heat (ugh)
Please don't compare me to rap niggas ain't no comparison not to unique (ugh)
Dunkin on niggas I'm buttering' shout-out to money man he did the feet (ugh)
I hit to yo dude and remixed embarrassed a rapper and shit on this beat (ugh)
Somebody I'm moving Savage and put me in beast mode now it's time to eat
Just got some gorilla glue it came with seeds, I'ma pop em out and act like its OG
I'ma go send them bitches back to Charlotte, got em for 1000 sell em for the three
Nigga keep blowing up my phone crying to me, tryna get me sellin for the cheap
No bitch you ain't go to receipt (ugh)
Ain't no refunds on a beat (ugh)
The baby
The baby
The baby
Ugh ey
And I'm back on my baby Jesus
Number 2 lyrics - DaBaby
That ain't the baby
That's my baby
Yah yah yah
Ha ha
Ei
First things first
His girlfriend says she love me I'm the truth (ugh, ugh)
I'm a dogie when I tap the hoes I hoof (yah)
They go to baby tellin' new good if (poof, hoo)
We got bitches kissin', bitches gettin' loose (huh)
In a way to ain't the beast and pussy that's a (hooh)
I'm on my tip-toes and she feel like (hooh)
I had to climb about the day she had me (ugh)
Yeah that's the forty if you play that bigger bone
And I'll be doggie all of these they [?] (poof)
Don't need no gatorade good bitch I've got to choose
Bitch I'm shit I know I smell like number two
Check out my outfit I'm freshest in the room (that ain't to say [?] see my baby) (ugh)
His girlfriend says she love me I'm the truth
I'm a dogie when I tap the hoes I hoof (yah)
They go to baby tellin' new good if (poof)
I'm boy medication in my mountain dew
Got a biz to stay Cali in the same city snoop
But the fly out to Miami found my bitch [?] blue
I fuck around and bought some sandals to the beach
I got some sand below my feet
I call the [?] freak
Good guys just stand to see they tip
Look guys they want my bitches above
She order my dick she lickin' my bob
D*ck in the fork
Shut us the words
I hate the [?] nigga pissin' his job
Pause you do not want any ex in my nigga just copy my nigga quick act
You can get flipped like a ma fuckin' match
Come and collect like some ma fuckin' tax
I'm in the store with my daughter and baby
Mama get it on [?] think that I'm lackin'
The mama baby Jesus see they can't believe
To see the solid nigga makin' me up
Webbie lyrics - DaBaby
(That ain't the baby, that's my baby)
I was just twenty-two inside the condo
Got way to hot I put the beamer up
I had the yellow seven forty-five with rims and my lil bruh had the beamer truck
My niece's get good grades I take em shopping for outfits and tell em to keep it up
Then I hit the backstreet and pick your bitch
Up and bent her over and beat her up (ugh)
Your bitch is a dog need a leash or sum (rrrr)
She Suckin' on me like a leech or sum (ugh)
I Just sent her home in a cab (get on)
I told the arab keep the meter running (yah)
I run thru hoes and get rid of em (get rid of em)
Fuck all my haters I shit on em
And he say that he want some pounds (oh yeah)
I pulled up on him with like 10 of em
My name hold weight with alot of niggas (weight)
I got so much weight I could sit on it (ah)
I turn good girls into freaks (freak)
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 (ah)
And I'll slap the shit out a lil nigga (bitch)
And I make him go get his big homie (ah)
My nigga dangerous and he need to work on his anger but that's still my nigga tho
My niggas so real that if I was a bitch then they woulda robbed me couple years ago (ah ha)
I'm Chillin' with my baby mama wit a big 40 eating a big bowl of cereal (boom)
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 to hot I put the beamer up
I had the yellow seven forty-five with rims and my lil bruh had the beamer truck
My niece's get good grades, I take em shopping for outfits and tell em to keep it up
Then I hit the backstreet and pick your bitch
Up and bent her over and beat her up (ugh)
Back To Cali lyrics - DaBaby
They're tryin' to run off with my drip
I'm tryin' to send a couple pounds to my bitch, now
I try to play Mr. Nice Guy
But fuck my other plug, I'm hoppin' the fence
I got my weight up
I'm menace bitch, I'm doing push ups like Fifty
I got on a bandana like 2Pac
And going going back to Cali like Biggie, huh
I've got them bows for the low
Pull up and shove like a stove
Stand on his hill, that's a forty
And when that bitch up it's gonna blow
My lil bitch do my Glock and my nine
My lil bitch don't be talkin' to lames
I be like B give me a head
My bitch put her box on my name
My bitch gonna give me another
Matter fact, get two more bring my brother
And we in a house on the hill
I'm tryin' to save up get another one
We 'bout whatever you know that
The pack ain't [?] no throwback
Fuck all that talkin' for, show that
I'm in this bitch bopin' like Kodak
Check my Rolie make 'em dizzy
Bitches on me, pretty Ricky
Take your hoe and bring her with me
She suck my dick, she left a hicky
I'm bopin', sprintin' like Diddy
My feet don't touch the ground I'm floatin'
I'm the type to hurt your feelin's
Take your bitch and bust her open
They're tryin' to run off with my drip
I'm tryin' to send a couple pounds to my bitch, now
I try to play Mr. Nice Guy
But fuck my other plug, I'm hoppin' the fence
I got my weight up
I'm menace bitch, I'm doing push ups like Fifty
I got on a bandana like 2Pac
And going going back to Cali like Biggie, huh
Mr. Clean lyrics - DaBaby
What the fuck a nigga mean?
Bitches treat me like a king
You can call me Mr. Clean
I just lied to your hoe
Put on autotune and told her I can really sing
Run up on me I'ma squeeze
Packin', count the back end
Then we leave
Fuck the show money, that ain't no money
I make more money sellin' P's
Thank the Lord he blessed me with another plug
So you know I ran off on my other plug
I miss the [?]
They can get it, I'm runnin' up
My niggas be hatin', I smell it
I duckin' and dodgin' felonies
I would just pull up broad day and start blowin' at you
But I know they gonna tell on me
I left in a rental car, had about twenty on me
But came back with just money on me
I'm fucking these bitches, she just can't stop squirtin' on me
She be suckin' and slurpin' on me
Call up the DaBaby and tell 'em, stop shittin' on me
All this sauce be drippin' on me
See me in person and said it looked different on me
Saw all of my pictures, put kisses on 'em
Can't fuck with niggas 'cause niggas be switchin' on me
I always saw a bitch in homie
I'm in the mall with my daughter in flip flops
But I still got a pistol on me
I buy my [?] guy with me
But I still keep the ride with me
Two forties 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 hoe
[?] autotune and told her I can really sing
Run up on me I'ma squeeze
Packin', count the back end
Then we leave
Fuck the show money, that ain't no money
I make more money sellin' P's
Above The Rim lyrics - DaBaby (feat. Money Man)
[DaBaby:]
Dunkin' on niggas, above the rim
My numbers be cheap, my plug out in Cali
Sent him an addy, he flew 'em in
When I hit your bitch from the back, she say daddy
I'm bending her over and choking on her
Spreading her legs and I'm stroking on her
I'm talking that shit and she talk it back
I pull out and bust it out wide open on her
I got out the house around 7:30
Smoke me a blunt and got something to eat
She told me her nigga was 9 to 5
So I come to fuck her from 12 to 3
She told me her nigga a peewee
I be on your couch, watching TV
Yo lil bitch, my name is Mimi
You threw me an ally like CP
Dunkin' on niggas, above the rim
My numbers be cheap, my plug out in Cali
Sent him an addy, he flew 'em in
When I hit your bitch from the back, she say daddy
I'm bending her over and choking on her
Spreading her legs and I'm stroking on her
I'm talking that shit and she talk it back
I pull out and bust it out wide open on her
Thought she was scared of me, thought she was amateur
She put that head on me
I'm not really famous, but bitches be sucking me like a celebrity
I know she a freak, I'm tryna, drive she told let back the seat
Had the ball in her hand with the tongue out, like Jordan 1993
Dunkin' on niggas, above the rim
My numbers be cheap, my plug out in Cali
Sent him an addy, he flew 'em in
When I hit your bitch from the back, she say daddy
I'm bending her over and choking on her
Spreading her legs and I'm stroking on her
I'm talking that shit and she talk it back
I pull out and bust it out wide open on her
[Money Man:]
I feel like Pac, I ball above the rim
My niggas shooting, and I don't need a gym
I just took fifty K I made from streaming and started to grow with all these bells and whistle
These niggas be hating, but they ain't got a nickel
I'm rocking black and white, I'm too official
My bitch, she be thick as fuck and superficial
The way she give mouth, she should've been a dentist
Got thirty piece in the car a nigga rented
These niggas be scary, I could see them shiver
Just send me the addy, the package get delivered
He tried to run off, I shot him in the liver
I fuck her like I just got up outta prison
My ticket so low, these niggas don't believe it
She stroking my dick and swallowing my semen
My chopper rip pussy niggas up to pieces
DaBaby just hit me and said he need a bale, yeah
We gon' need a bigger scale, yeah
Balling like Sebastian, Telfair
Ups it, I'ma send it in the morning
Damn I feel like Jordan
Bitch I'm always scoring
Trappin' while I'm touring
Serving out a foreign
Damn she wet as fuck
She raining and she pouring
Shout out Jay-Z, I just sold a P up at the 40/40
[DaBaby:]
Dunkin' on niggas, above the rim
My numbers be cheap, my plug out in Cali
Sent him an addy, he flew 'em in
When I hit your bitch from the back, she say daddy
I'm bending her over and choking on her
Spreading her legs and I'm stroking on her
I'm talking that shit and she talk it back
I pull out and bust it out wide open on her
Dunkin' on niggas, above the rim
My numbers be cheap, my plug out in Cali
Sent him an addy, he flew 'em in
When I hit your bitch from the back, she say daddy
I'm bending her over and choking on her
Spreading her legs and I'm stroking on her
I'm talking that shit and she talk it back
I pull out and bust it out wide open on her
Flip Phone lyrics - DaBaby
Yeah yeah yeah
I ride with two burners and a flip phone, switch the numbers I don't 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 feel
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 gone run off and act like it was his
You just a middle man go get your boss
Don' make me slap 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 yo 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 debo he boxing
If I was Craig I would've shot him
I ride with two burners and a flip phone, switch the numbers I don't 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 feel
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
Fresh lyrics - DaBaby
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Wipe me out
Wipe me out
Look at my bitch
Wipe me out
Wipe me out
Look at my [?]
Ha ha ha
Fresh (ey)
Fresh
Fresh (yah)
Fresh
Fresh (yah)
Fresh
Fresh (yah)
Fresh
Look at my wheel (Look at my wheel)
Look at my feet (Look at my feet)
Look at my split (Look at my split)
Look at my bitch
We'd be
Fresh
Fresh
Fresh
Fresh
Fresh (ey)
Fresh (Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Fresh (yeah)
Fresh
Look at my feet (yah yah yah)
Look at my skirt
Look at my wheel
Look at my bitch
Look at my face
Look at my slit
Ey
Fresh (yeah)
I'm the freshest nigga yeah (baby)
Diamond [?] my reason ey (for real)
Looking like has been to jake (yah)
I made they just burden ey (ey)
I'm not lawe you want my dog (woaf)
Looking like a bottom [?] (ey)
They just come in out the drawers
Only nigga do it bow (bow)
I'm likely brown meet me (a got [?])
I'm tired of reminding in me (yah)
Did I [?] forty minutes (ey)
I might do it a minute (what)
Could the nigga look up in me? (ey)
My outfit is from overseas (for real)
That's why I got your own in me
'Cause I've been drippin' from my feet up to my head yah (yah yah yah)
And everywhere we do [?] different with me (yah yah yah)
Fresh (ey)
Fresh
Fresh (yah)
Fresh
Fresh (yah)
Fresh
Fresh (yah)
Fresh
Look at my wheel (Look at my wheel)
Look at my feet (Look at my feet)
Look at my split (Look at my split)
Look at my bitch
We'd be
Fresh
Fresh
Fresh
Fresh
Fresh (ey)
Fresh
Fresh (ey)
Fresh
Look at my feet (Yeah yeah yeah)
Look at my wheel (Look at my wheel)
Look at my bitch (Look at my bitch)
Look at my slit (ey)
Ey ey
Switch lyrics - DaBaby
Me and my niggas the realest
We don't fall out 'bout bitches
I fuck your hoe you fuck mine
I ain't trippin' we can switch 'em
I put my hoes up on game
Teach 'em how to keep it pimpin'
I told you don't talk out the turn
You fucked up when you didn't listen
Fuck it, I'm 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 smashed the covers of the mattress
Strapped it up I used the plastic
She beggin' to fuck without rubber
She fuck me and suck my little brother off
I ran through your clique like a hoe
I'm fuckin' like every last one of ya
My bitch know I'm a dog
Make that hoe 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 don't fall out 'bout bitches
I fuck your hoe you fuck mine
I ain't trippin' we can switch 'em
I put my hoes up on game
Teach 'em how to keep it pimpin'
I told you don't talk out the turn
You fucked up when you didn't listen
Now I got to put you on punishment
I told you 'bout pullin' that funny shit
You tried me, you know I don't play
So I'm 'bout to go get another bitch
Runnin' your mouth like you runnin' shit
You must've forgot who you runnin' with
MoneyBagg Yo and Yo Gotti
You do it to much off some other shit
I thought I told you it was over
You beefin' with the bitch 'bout me and I'm done with ya'll
I keep a stick for a hater
I pull it out and dump it on any one of ya'll
I dap you up but [?] greet you 'cause I don't fuck with none of ya'll
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 don't fall out 'bout bitches
I fuck your hoe you fuck mine
I ain't trippin' we can switch 'em
I put my hoes up on game
Teach 'em how to keep it pimpin'
I told you don't talk out the turn
You fucked up when you didn't listen
No Hook lyrics - DaBaby
Twinkle twinkle I'm the star
Who wanted 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 I'm gay
We 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 until my clique start ballin'
Pull up cash out on whatever
Got a new broad and that's my Cinderella
I fuck her friend, she gon probably get jealous
I got the 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
And I'm gettin' money my nigga, ain't got my witness
I used to speak in with my nigga
Was fuckin' around 'bout 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', rob you for your money don't need a pistol
I ran off on the plug cause the drugs he front me way too expensive
Now I go get them racks for a show, and I swear it's a hell of a feelin
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 dotch
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 on 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
Why you do 'em like that? 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'
Lick lyrics - DaBaby
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 [?] 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 [?]
I tried to give that hoe 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
Pull Up Music lyrics - DaBaby
[Part I]
Different when it go so hard
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh (Hah)
Ayy, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby
I'm back on my Baby Jesus shit (Hah)
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
Let me get back on my hustle, fuck a friend, it's off the muscle (Ha)
You smoking dick, you think I trust you? (Mhm)
Burn a nigga like I'm Usher (Boom)
I don't go back and forth all on the internet, have no interest for discussion (No)
Pull her hair and choke her while we fucking, I probably give her a concussion
I need a plate and I ain't tryna wait, I'm so fucking hungry I could starve
My nigga snuck in with the rod, I'm 'bout whatever, that's on God
I go to jail, I pay the bond, please don't waste my fucking time
Hate on me, I hit your ho (Ho), play with me, I get that iron
Can we fucking keep a secret? That's a .40, bitch, I keep it (Boom)
My bitch a fucking Puerto Rican, I fuck her every other weekend
They swagger jacking, I can peep it, these nigga jacking my steelo
Bitch, it's a brick, it's a kilo (Brick), I beat a nigga up like Deebo
His bitch got at me on the d-low (Shh), I'm wit' my niggas shooting CeeLo
Wouldn't run up on me, that's a no-go (Brr), I keep it on me like it's legal, bitch
DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby
Ha
[Part II]
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
Firzt on the track
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, yeah
They should've told you I'm coming, nigga play with me, I mop it (It's up)
Pull up on me, think I'm bluffing? Bust it on you, have you running (Brr)
Your bitch can get it if she want it (Oh yeah)
I'm killing your bitch from the back, I smack her ass and keep her coming (hey)
All my nigga, they a hundred, police behind me, I'm running (I'm gone)
My ho make your ho look ugly, I don't do dimes, I do twenties (For real)
Twenty thousand on a Monday (Twenty), thirty thousand on a Tuesday
Caught your bitch out on a Wednesday, she like my style, I had her choosing (Uh)
Sleep on me and then you losing, got a beam on the chopper (Boom)
Make you lean when I pop it, got some lean from the doctor
Wherever you see me, I'm ready, my name hold weight, this shit heavy
Got your bitch face in my lap, parked at the 7-Eleven
Yeah, we at pump number nine, this ain't no pump, this a iron
They ain't let me in with the .40, snuck in the back with the .9
These nigga be acting and lying, posting up statuses, crying
There really, really ain't no real niggas
And I'm 'bout to light the bih line, ayy
DaBaby
The Race (Remix) lyrics - DaBaby
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
They probably should have told you I'm a dog, huh
I don't pick up when my bitches call (Brr, brr)
Question me, acting like the law (Stupid bitch)
Put you on punishment (Hah), I'll see you tomorrow (Huh)
Please watch how you talk to me (Yeah), tryna watch my anger
F a nigga main hoe, treat them hoes like strangers (Bitch)
Locked up in the airport, got caught with the banger (Boom)
I can take a picture but you gotta catch my angle (Huh)
Hit me with that flash, huh, they be stealing swag, huh
I only fuck bad tings, all my bitches bad (Uh)
I really be laughing, laughing to the bag (Ha, ha, ha)
Put that 40 on your own boy, shot him in his ass (Boom)
Cut off all my old hoes, I made them bitches beat it, huh
They were way too friendly, huh, like my bitch conceited, huh
I'm still Baby Jesus, huh, they call me DaBaby, huh
Made me say it four times, they like the way I say it, huh
They know I play it, huh, fucked your baby mama
She like, "Fuck my baby daddy, he a motherfucking hater"
And my birth name should be Lonzo, I should try out for the Lakers
And my last name should be ball because I'm all about my paper
I'm a motherfucking monster (Huh)
Bitches tricking on me like a motherfucking sponsor (Huh)
I put that on my momma (Yeah)
And I got me a new hoe, she a motherfucking model
I'm the type to turn her out and make her eat my baby mama, hey
And you can see it in my motherfucking face, bitch (Uh, uh, uh)
I'm back on my Baby Jesus, shit, man, ayy
Bodak Yellow (Remix) lyrics - DaBaby
These niggas wanna be me, but they do not have the swag
Don't make me laugh (Hahaha)
I got off my ass and I went and got a bag
I got a whole lot of hoes on my dick
I got a whole lot of bitch niggas mad
Bet when they see me they ain't gon' see shit
Niggas be stalkin' me, niggas some fags (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I think it's funny, huh, ready for whoever want it, huh (Yeah)
Yeah, all of my niggas, all of my dogs, get to the money, huh, yeah
It's only been 2 days (Who?), and I ran through a 20 (Yeah)
Met your bitch on Tuesday (Hey), then I fucked her on Sunday
I'm a dog, I went and got me a yellow bitch (Uh)
She suck my dick like a peppermint (Uh)
And she got an ass like an African (Yeah)
And you call her phone, she don't answer it (Brrp)
She blowing me up, your bitch actin' (Brrp)
I told you, stop calling me daddy (Hello)
You know you got a nigga at home (Huh)
Just tell him I'm part of the family (Yeah)
I hit your bitch in the choke-hold
She coming back like a yo-yo (C'mere)
She busting nuts all on my polo (Eugh)
And now you know, in case you don't know (Ha)
They bite my style, they bite my lingo (My lingo)
Hop out the rented car with 3 hoes (3)
And all them bitches, they got boyfriends
Tryna find they bitches like they Nemo (Yeah, hey)
Ayy, these niggas old (Old, old, old), Tyler Perry (Yeah)
My bitch is Rihanna (Ayy, yeah), if you mix it with Halle Berry (Ha)
If she ain't ratchet, I don't want her (No)
You can keep her if she normal (For real)
I fuck that bitch like a broke nigga
Put the pussy in a coma (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, hey)
I'm done fucking with y'all on this god damn, haha, weak ass beat man, I do this shit all day
This shit hard, though
Uh, uh
DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby
Magnolia (Remix) lyrics - DaBaby
Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
Zuzi on the track
I'm rocking the Rollie, check my wrist game (Bling)
Say she wanna fuck me to my mixtape (Yeah)
Ask me can I eat her, bitch, I just ate (No)
I been a big dog (Grr), since the 5th grade (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm a bad boy (Yeah), these niggas bitch made (Yeah)
These niggas small fries (Yeah), we got that big bank (Yeah)
Know I'm an asshole (Yeah), don't think my shit stank (Pfft)
I'm rocking church shoes (Ooh), I feel like Rick James
And I don't Milly Rock, but everywhere I go
I get me a Glock, I don't really talk
Try me, nigga drop, diamonds in my watch (Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Ask me if I flock, nigga need to stop
Bitches on my cock, I pulled up with like 10
And I pass them bitches out, they know what we 'bout
Oh, there go DaBaby, that lil' nigga hot
Fresh up off probation, strapped up like a cop
They just left L.A., they on they way to Florida
They pull up wherever, just me and my woadies
I take niggas' bitches, turn them into soldiers
Ooh, you way too close, I don't think I know you
Hop out on 'em drippin', I hit 'em with them shoulders
The motherfuckin' coldest, somebody should've told you, ayy
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
Wild Thoughts (Remix) lyrics - DaBaby
Yeah
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
I know you like the way I touch your body
Fantasizing 'bout when you beside me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She know I'm busy, just got back from Cali (Ayy)
She know I had to go and turn up for the family (Uh)
And no, she ain't my daughter, but she call me daddy (Yeah)
I heard she got a boyfriend, I heard he can't stand me
Got me rolling off a pill and I don't know how to feel
Niggas acting like they real, they don't understand me, ah
They act like they want me to stay the same (Ayy)
The fuck you mean you don't want me to change? (Want me to change)
But fuck them niggas, I'm stuck in my ways (Ayy)
I got off that bullshit and I got back on my wave (Got back on my)
I take niggas' bitches and I bust right on their face (Ayy)
I call her my boo, you call her bae, ayy
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
Brrt
He blowing up her phone but she won't hit back
She right beside me, rubbing on my six-pack (Ayy)
He hit my DM's, say he want his bitch back
He wanna pull up on me, but I'm really with that (Yeah, yeah)
Now I'm just tryna chill, I'm just tryna kick back (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga play with me and I'ma push his shit back (Yeah, yeah)
Got your baby mama and she throw that ass back
Say she wanna give it to me on the SnapChat
We got in the car, she told me let the seat back (Ayy)
I ran up on my plug and he can't get the weed back (Ayy)
My diamond VVS's, it ain't hard to see that (Ayy)
I went to CVS and then I brought some lean back (Ayy)
I pulled off on your bitch and then I called the plug back
Real nigga, how you love that? DaBaby
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
Unforgettable (Remix) lyrics - DaBaby
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, oh, you came across me on the Gram, huh? (Yeah)
Why you actin' nervous, what you scared of? (Yeah)
You prolly think I'm worried 'bout your man, huh? (Ayy)
You fuck with me 'cause he don't understand you
Oh, and I'm the motherfucking GOAT
Start acting like you motherfucking know
I'm in and out of town, I'm on the motherfucking road
Bagging bitches in your city at my motherfucking show
And you know I got a million on my motherfucking mind
Never get to chilling, got no motherfucking time
Took a nigga bitch 'cause she a motherfucking dime
We don't do security, we got in with the iron
And I got these rapping niggas tryna ride my wave
I take out my partner then I leave him on the stage
I take out my haters and I roll 'em in a blunt
Lit it up and smoke that motherfucker to the face, ayy
Let me switch the tempo, like a bitch so simple
Chilling with a redbone, I think she a nympho
I give you your issue, I get me a pistol
Promise I won't miss you, pop you like a pimple
Boom, everybody watching when we walk inside the room
I'm going on smelling like a [?]
And every time the girl right on me, she like zoom
Zoom, zoom
And you are unforgettable, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
DaBaby
The Story Of OJ (Remix) lyrics - DaBaby
I ain't with the bullshit, I keep me a burner
Feel like OJ 1995 when he be murdered
Gotta move the way, I move my daughter, need a daddy
Don't got time to play with you 'cause I feed my own family
So please don't play with me, I need C.O.D
When I was on the Billboard, I was selling weed
And I don't go to California, Cali come to me
And I was on the tour, so we can go 3 songs before JAY-Z
Police pull me over then I'm running from police
Only girls I trust right now my daughter and my niece
I need me a Beyonce, a bitch to do what I say
Since everybody 1K, I'm 3K, shout out Andre
Was smoking California cookies, posted, drinking lattes
On my iPhone with the label, getting soaked up in the driveway
Swear to god
Huh, Baby, ayy
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
Pull Up Music (Part 1) lyrics - DaBaby
Different when it go so hard
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh (Hah)
Ayy, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby
I'm back on my Baby Jesus shit (Hah)
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
Let me get back on my hustle, fuck a friend, it's off the muscle (Ha)
You smoking dick, you think I trust you? (Mhm)
Burn a nigga like I'm Usher (Boom)
I don't go back and forth all on the internet, have no interest for discussion (No)
Pull her hair and choke her while we fucking, I probably give her a concussion
I need a plate and I ain't tryna wait, I'm so fucking hungry I could starve
My nigga snuck in with the rod, I'm 'bout whatever, that's on God
I go to jail, I pay the bond, please don't waste my fucking time
Hate on me, I hit your ho (Ho), play with me, I get that iron
Can we fucking keep a secret? That's a .40, bitch, I keep it (Boom)
My bitch a fucking Puerto Rican, I fuck her every other weekend
They swagger jacking, I can peep it, these nigga jacking my steelo
Bitch, it's a brick, it's a kilo (Brick), I beat a nigga up like Deebo
His bitch got at me on the d-low (Shh), I'm wit' my niggas shooting CeeLo
Wouldn't run up on me, that's a no-go (Brr), I keep it on me like it's legal, bitch
DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby
Ha
Pull Up Music (Part 2) lyrics - DaBaby
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
Firzt on the track
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, yeah
They should've told you I'm coming, nigga play with me, I mop it (It's up)
Pull up on me, think I'm bluffing? Bust it on you, have you running (Brr)
Your bitch can get it if she want it (Oh yeah)
I'm killing your bitch from the back, I smack her ass and keep her coming (hey)
All my nigga, they a hundred, police behind me, I'm running (I'm gone)
My ho make your ho look ugly, I don't do dimes, I do twenties (For real)
Twenty thousand on a Monday (Twenty), thirty thousand on a Tuesday
Caught your bitch out on a Wednesday, she like my style, I had her choosing (Uh)
Sleep on me and then you losing, got a beam on the chopper (Boom)
Make you lean when I pop it, got some lean from the doctor
Wherever you see me, I'm ready, my name hold weight, this shit heavy
Got your bitch face in my lap, parked at the 7-Eleven
Yeah, we at pump number nine, this ain't no pump, this a iron
They ain't let me in with the .40, snuck in the back with the .9
These nigga be acting and lying, posting up statuses, crying
There really, really ain't no real niggas
And I'm 'bout to light the bih line, ayy
DaBaby
Intro lyrics - DaBaby
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
DaBaby
Firzt on the track
Everybody want my vibe, everybody want my energy
It feel like everybody want my life, she been fuckin' with my mind
My bitch a motherfucking dime
I sat her down when there was no one around
And I told her, "look me in my eyes, keep it real don't ever lie"
She said that nigga a cornball, I turned that girl to my porn star
I turned that girl to my main thing, we holdin' hands at the Walmart
Me and you are not the same thing, I am nothing like what y'all are
Billion dollar baby like LeBron James, all a nigga do is ball ball
I'ma turn it up on all y'all, they been blowing up my call log
Run up on me, I'ma shoot first, I'm a motherfuckin' ball hog
Goin' hard, I never fall off
[?] better come and get your girlfriend
'Cause I'm a motherfucking dog, dog
I'm a motherfucking cool guy, I got these hoes all on me
Kickin' bitches off the WiFi, she ain't fuckin' tell her bye bye
I was lettin' niggas slide by, I was playing Mr. Nice Guy
I was stickin' to the program, stayin' down 'til it was my time
Thank the lord, I'm finally up now
Everything a nigga sing got me jumping out my sleep
20 thousand in a week
And I got it out the streets, uh
Never ballin' out with freak hoes
I'm the one who got the hookup
'Bout it, 'bout it Master P
A'ight nigga, a'ight nigga, a'ight
A'ight, a'ight, yeah
Yeah, you done, you done, you ready now, you ready now
You ready now
Mama having different type of ideas but you know
But, you know how the fuck your shit go about
Naming yourself and praising yourself, you know
Lil' nigga, you're brilliant, nigga
You're brilliant, nigga, you different, nigga
You sold me the game on God
Nigga
You the billion dollar baby
Big Business lyrics - DaBaby
(You got the reverb on there?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
No, no (Baby)
No, no
(Yeah, yeah, like that, like how it just was)
Real nigga (Yeah), still livin' (Yeah), big business (Yeah), rich niggas (Yeah)
And it ain't nothin' that they can say could stop me, no
It ain't nothin' that they can say could stop me, no
A real nigga, still livin', big business, rich niggas
And it ain't nothin' that they can say could stop me, no
And it ain't nothin' that they can say could stop me, no
Okay, now I'm back in my zone (My zone)
Don't pick up my phone (My phone)
Bitches get me up (Up)
They like my cologne (They like my co-)
Niggas give me mud (Huh)
I be like, "what's wrong?" (I be like, what's)
Who passed me this blunt (What's that?)
Why this shit not strong?
I gotta stay with my beat (I gotta stay)
Won't let nobody play with my peeps (Oh you wanna play?)
Got me a AR receipt (I won't let 'em play)
And I bet I'ma hop out and squeeze it (Brr, brr)
All the hatin' it stoppin' my breathin' (Uh, yeah)
'Cause they still ain't gon' pop when they see me (Uh, yeah)
Niggas still on the block for no reason
That don't make you a
Real nigga (Stupid ass nigga, yeah), still livin' (Yeah), big business (Yeah), rich niggas (Yeah)
And it ain't nothin' that they can say could stop me, no
It ain't nothin' that they can say could stop me, no
A real nigga, still livin', big business, rich niggas (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And it ain't nothin' that they can say could stop me, no
And it ain't nothin' that they can say could stop me, no
Let's go back in, okay now
Don't fuck up my vibe (Vibe)
Please don't blow my high (My high)
I'm not lookin' for love (No love)
That's an FYI (That's an F-Y-)
You don't have to stare (You don't have to)
You can just say hi (You can just say)
She still acting shy (Why?)
She gon' fuck tonight
I'm not gon' play with' a ho (Play)
Ain't got nothin' to say to a ho (Nothin' to say)
And whatever I say it's a go (Whatever I say)
And I ain't finna say it no more (Ain't finna say)
And I ain't into savin' a ho (Ayy)
Only thing that I'm savin' is dough (Oh yeah)
I don't wan' be a player no more, huh
I'm just gon' be a
Real nigga (Yeah), still livin' (Yeah), big business (Yeah), rich niggas (Yeah)
And it ain't nothin' that they can say could stop me, no
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It ain't nothin' that they can say could stop me, no
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
A real nigga, still livin', big business, rich niggas
And it ain't nothin' that they can say could stop me, no
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And it ain't nothin' that they can say could stop me, no
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby
And it ain't nothin' that they can say could stop me, no
Side Hoes lyrics - DaBaby
Oh yeah
Ayy
Firzt on the track
Baby, you know what you do
I can't get over you, I don't know what it is you do
Let me take you out, show you off to all my side hoes
Show you off to all my side hoes
Show you off to all my side hoes
Show you off to all my side hoes
Snapchat flicks, bad bitch, iced out necklace
I can't help it, I'm watching my shit, gettin' jealous
My bitch look good, I look better, flexin'
Let's post a pic and show it off to all my side hoes
Take you home and let me fuck you with the lights on
I get so faded it's so many things that I'm on
So if I text and say "I love you," that's a typo
Good weed, nice clothes, just me, five hoes
Them other niggas they ain't lit but I'm authentic, baby
I got it lit, she suckin' dick inside my rental, baby
[?] nigga, pretty lady
Have a baby with' ya, we'd have a pretty baby
She got that water in her, I'm gonna swim it later
She got me hypnotized, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, you know what you do
I can't get over you, I don't know what it is you do
Let me take you out, show you off to all my side hoes
Show you off to all my side hoes
Show you off to all my side hoes
Show you off to all my side hoes
Why do all my side hoes think they my hoes?
In the bed with five hoes and my life goes
And she so pretty, fuck her with the lights on
And I'm so faded off the Henny, you know I'm in my zone
So fuck them hoes
Ask about me, got a bunch of hoes
I think somebody snitchin', I don't trust them hoes
They dyin' to know our business, they some sucker hoes
Come ride with' me, let ya turn up on a couple hoes
Turn up on 'em bitches, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch, I'm a player and a player don't care
She not in love with me, she in love with the vibe
A real nigga don't mind
Baby, you know what you do
I can't get over you, I don't know what it is you do
Let me take you out, show you off to all my side hoes
Show you off to all my side hoes
Show you off to all my side hoes
Show you off to all my side hoes
Wet lyrics - DaBaby
Ayy, DaBaby
Firzt on the track
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Wet (Mm), wet, wet (Ayy), wet, wet (Mm), wet, wet (Uh)
I fell asleep in that pussy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I fell asleep in that pussy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I fell asleep in that pussy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I fell asleep in that pussy
That thang be
Wet (Mm), wet, wet (Ayy), wet, wet (Mm), wet, wet (Uh)
I fell asleep in that pussy (Ayy)
I fell asleep in that pussy (Ayy)
I fell asleep in that pussy (Ayy)
I fell asleep in that pussy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
We been fuckin' all week, I ain't sick of her yet (Tell me 'bout it)
She like suckin' my dick, she say it make her wet (Don't tell nobody)
She be ridin' my dick like my dick a Corvette (Mm, mm, mm, mm, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I done fell in that pussy [?]
I'm in that thang like a rookie (Oh yeah), she got me claimin' that pussy (Ayy)
It feel like it's cocaine in that pussy (Ooh), you know I wrote my name on that pussy (My name)
I'm 'bout to call the police (Brr, brr,) 'cause she got some dangerous pussy (Hello?)
And I know your mama a freak (Hey) 'cause your mama created this pussy
And that shit
Wet (Mm), wet, wet (Ayy), wet, wet (Mm), wet, wet (Uh)
I fell asleep in that pussy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I fell asleep in that pussy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I fell asleep in that pussy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I fell asleep in that pussy
That thang be
Wet (Mm), wet, wet (Ayy), wet, wet (Mm), wet, wet (Uh)
I fell asleep in that pussy (Ayy)
I fell asleep in that pussy (Ayy)
I fell asleep in that pussy (Ayy)
I fell asleep in that pussy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, put that leg in the air (Air)
Smack your ass, pull your hair (Hair)
I fell asleep in there
I ain't wakin' up
Asked her for it, now I'm runnin' (Runnin')
Told her tell me when she comin' (Ayy)
I ain't gon' lie, keep it a hunnid (Hunnid)
If the pussy good I give her money
That wet (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Sit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Wet (Mm), wet, wet (Ayy), wet, wet (Mm), wet, wet (Uh)
I fell asleep in that pussy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I fell asleep in that pussy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I fell asleep in that pussy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I fell asleep in that pussy
That thang be
Wet (Mm), wet, wet (Ayy), wet, wet (Mm), wet, wet (Uh)
I fell asleep in that pussy (Ayy)
I fell asleep in that pussy (Ayy)
I fell asleep in that pussy (Ayy)
I fell asleep in that pussy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Right Now lyrics - DaBaby
Just answer your phone when I hit your line
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh
Brought a bad bitch with' me and I'm flexing with' her right now (Flexing with' her right now)
Brought a bad bitch with' me and I'm flexing with' her right now (Know I be flexing right now)
But I got you on the side and you on my mind (Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Just answer your phone when I hit your line (Yeah, yeah)
Brought a bad bitch with' me and I'm flexing with' her right now (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, flexing with' her right now, uh-uh)
Brought a bad bitch with' me and I'm flexing with' her right now (Yeah, yeah, yeah, right now, right now)
But you on my mind, you on my mind (Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Just pick up your phone when I hit your line
I thought that we had it good a week ago, now you tryna hit my phone on some other shit (On some other shit)
I tell you I'ma try to make time and you think that I'ma spend it on another bitch (Spend it on another bitch)
I thought that we just had a long discussion, you were bluffin', you gon' make me feel like fuck a bitch (Fuck a bitch, fuck a bitch)
Don't worry 'bout them bitches in my section, I'm just flexin', them the ones I go in public with (Ayy)
I try to keep it all low key 'cause you wanna be a trophy ('Cause you wanna be a trophy)
Your friends follow me on IG, now them hoes think they know me (Now them hoes think they know me)
You make me feel like it must be a crime to not have no time (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
But she just wanna feel secure
Brought a bad bitch with' me and I'm flexing with' her right now (Flexing with' her right now)
Brought a bad bitch with' me and I'm flexing with' her right now (Know I be flexing right now)
But I got you on my side and you on my mind (Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Just answer your phone when I hit your line (Yeah, yeah)
Brought a bad bitch with' me and I'm flexing with' her right now (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, flexing with' her right now, uh-uh)
Brought a bad bitch with' me and I'm flexing with' her right now (Yeah, yeah, yeah, right now, right now)
But you on my mind, you on my mind (Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Just pick up your phone when I hit your line
Why you actin' like that, pick up the phone (Pick up the phone)
You gon' make a nigga pop up at your home (Pop up at your home)
Gotta have you iced up until I'm gone (Up until I'm gone)
A nigga blockin', I'ma pop it at his dome (Pop it at his dome)
I'm doin' right but you just think I'm doin' wrong
I was thinkin' 'bout you while I did this song
I ain't answerin' or textin' back 'cause I be in the zone (Oh yeah)
But she just wanna feel secure (Oh yeah)
Brought a bad bitch with' me and I'm flexing with' her right now (Flexing with' her right now)
Brought a bad bitch with' me and I'm flexing with' her right now (Know I be flexing right now)
But I got you on my side and you on my mind (Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Just answer your phone when I hit your line (Yeah, yeah)
Brought a bad bitch with' me and I'm flexing with' her right now (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, flexing with' her right now, uh-uh)
Brought a bad bitch with' me and I'm flexing with' her right now (Yeah, yeah, yeah, right now, right now)
But you on my mind, you on my mind (Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah)
Just pick up your phone when I hit your line
Big Butt lyrics - DaBaby
Ayy
This for them slim thick bitches too
Huh
Firzt on the track
Ayy, yo
Uh-uh
Big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy, whoa, whoa)
I like the way that her ass move (Turn up)
Spinnin' around like a ceiling fan (Oh yeah)
She didn't wan' go through no middle man (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
So she got my number off Instagram
Big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy, whoa, whoa)
I like the way that her ass move (Turn up)
Spinnin' around like a ceiling fan (Oh yeah)
She didn't wan' go through no middle man (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
So she got my number off Instagram (Big butt, yeah)
I'm on the way to pick my bitch up (Oh yeah)
Stuck in traffic get my dick sucked (For real)
Stuffin' gas inside the big blunt (Ayy)
Every time she call my phone, I pick up (Brr)
Hit her while I'm rubbin' on my fade (Ayy)
If you want my bitch then we can trade (Trade)
Pourin' syrup in that lemonade (Ayy)
It's DaBaby-baby-baby-baby (Okay)
She turned around put her tongue out (Ayy)
I put both hands in the air (Whoa)
I'm actin' like she pulled a gun out (Ayy)
I used to be stalkin' her page (Ha)
I hit the DM for the hook up (The hook up)
That ass should be locked in a cage (Just look at it)
Her booty look like it do push-ups (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
And she got a
Big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy, whoa, whoa)
I like the way that her ass move (Turn up)
Spinnin' around like a ceiling fan (Oh yeah)
She didn't wan' go through no middle man (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
So she got my number off Instagram
Big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy, whoa, whoa)
I like the way that her ass move (Turn up)
Spinnin' around like a ceiling fan (Oh yeah)
She didn't wan' go through no middle man (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
So she got my number off Instagram (Big butt)
Damn, I like the way that ass move (Whoa)
Now bend it over, baby, shake some (Shake it, shake it)
She remind me of my last boo (Ayy)
It ain't no way she eatin' fast food (Oh no)
'Cause that booty clap like a clapper (Clap, clap)
I showed that ass to my partner (Ayy)
She get that back from her mama (Oh yeah)
She move that ass like a yo-yo (Yo-yo)
She gave that ass to my bro-bro (Bro-bro)
I got kinda mad on the low-low (Got kinda mad)
But I ain't goin' sad over no ho (No ho)
And the pretty girls just want my money (My money)
They prolly don't know that's a no-no (Know that's a no-no)
Damn, that lil' bitch right there ugly (Whoa)
If she still got a ass, nigga, YOLO
And she got a (Ayy)
Big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy, whoa, whoa)
I like the way that her ass move (Turn up)
Spinnin' around like a ceiling fan (Oh yeah)
She didn't wan' go through no middle man (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
So she got my number off Instagram
Big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy), big butt (Ayy, whoa, whoa)
I like the way that her ass move (Turn up)
Spinnin' around like a ceiling fan (Oh yeah)
She didn't wan' go through no middle man (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
So she got my number off Instagram (Big butt, yeah)
Bag Bag lyrics - DaBaby (feat. Jayway Sosa)
Oh yeah
Hey
DaBaby
Firzt on the track
Woo, Sosa
Big racks (Yeah), boss up (Boss up), baller (Mm), cross up (Cross up)
These bad hoes all gettin' slayed (Yeah)
These bad hoes all gettin' slayed (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Had to pull up on her with the bag bag, the bag bag, bag bag
Had to pull up on her with the bag bag
Hoppin' out I got
Big racks, boss up (Ayy), baller (Yeah), cross up (Cross up)
These bad hoes all gettin' slayed (Ayy)
These bad hoes all gettin' slayed
Yeah, yeah
Had to pull up on her with the bag bag, the bag bag (Yeah, yeah)
Had to pull up on her with the bag bag
I'm jumping out [?] big racks
LOL I got the last laugh
Bitch act like she wan' know my whole past
Yeah, we hittin' licks, split it right down the middle
They run up on me, tell 'em back back
Got a whole lotta enemies, I keep a pistol
That's a rubber band 'round the dirty cash
Nigga run up on me bet he gon' get his issue
And tell him can get his bitch back
Got him, bent her over eatin' gumbo and [?]
I won't call her back, I won't even reconsider
I got too much baby on me, baby, I'm trippin'
Count up the check, I'ma hop out the [?]
Yeah, I know she love me, gotta act like I miss her
Even though I'm on another wave now
We back at the table to top off the skrilla
Hoppin' out I got
Big racks (Yeah), boss up (Boss up), baller (Mm), cross up (Cross up)
These bad hoes all gettin' slayed (Yeah)
These bad hoes all gettin' slayed (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Had to pull up on her with the bag bag, the bag bag, bag bag
Had to pull up on her with the bag bag
Hoppin' out I got
Big racks, boss up (Ayy), baller (Yeah), cross up (Cross up)
These bad hoes all gettin' slayed (Ayy)
These bad hoes all gettin' slayed
Yeah, yeah
Had to pull up on her with the bag bag, the bag bag (Yeah, yeah)
Had to pull up on her with the bag bag
Celebration, celebration (For real)
I took your bitch I want a trophy
I'm never chasin', never chasin' (Ayy)
When you got the bag they bust it open (For real)
Saw me swaggin', now it's over (Ayy)
Hate to say I told you but I told you (Yeah)
Woulda thought they had me under pressure
I'm never my losing my composure (Hey, nah)
You ain't gotta like it but you gon' respect it
Got some racks out the air for the time I invest it (Ayy)
Pull up with big B's, I hop out that beamer (Skrr, skrr)
My life just needed a little correction
Whole time I don't want no favors
And in my position put in no effort
Can't trust these hoes, no, they all reckless
I was down bad, we took up the level
Bitch, now I got
Big racks (Yeah), boss up (Boss up), baller (Mm), cross up (Cross up)
These bad hoes all gettin' slayed (Yeah)
These bad hoes all gettin' slayed (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Had to pull up on her with the bag bag, the bag bag, bag bag
Had to pull up on her with the bag bag
Hoppin' out I got
Big racks, boss up (Ayy), baller (Yeah), cross up (Cross up)
These bad hoes all gettin' slayed (Ayy)
These bad hoes all gettin' slayed
Yeah, yeah
Had to pull up on her with the bag bag, the bag bag (Yeah, yeah)
Had to pull up on her with the bag bag (Pull up)
Water lyrics - DaBaby
Fuckin' a rich nigga daughter, yeah (Water)
Water, water, water, water, water
Haha, oh yeah
Water
Water, water, water, water (Ayy)
I'm fuckin' a rich nigga daughter (Oh yeah)
She suckin' my dick, I record her (Ayy, ayy)
My swag it be drippin' just bought her
Got a model bitch livin' in Florida (For real)
Got a bitch from the hood out in Georgia (Hey)
And my other lil' bitch a New Yorker
That's that water
Water, water, water, water (Drip)
Water, water, water, water (Drip)
Water, water, water, water (Oh yeah)
I'm fuckin' a rich nigga daughter (Oh yeah)
She suckin' my dick, I record her (Ayy)
Swag it be drippin', it's water (Drip)
Swag it be drippin', it's water (Turn up, turn up)
Water
I got that shit by the gallon (Oh yeah)
I walked in that bitch with' a stallion (Drip)
They think my bitch from an island (Woo)
I saw your bitch, she was smilin' (Ha)
My nigga said "get her," I got her (Got her)
I just got a new broad in Atlanta (Hey)
I pulled up on the rock in designer (Grr, yeah)
Got the black and white bitch like a panda
They both sit on my dick, I'll be Santa (Oh yeah)
I'm in love with my bitch up in Brooklyn (New York)
But my baddest bitch down in Miami (Florida)
And don't none of my bitches drink soda (No)
So you won't her sippin' no Fanta (Drip)
I jump in that shit like the ocean (Whoosh)
When I swim in that pussy, I'm dancin' (Ayy, ayy)
Man that's that
Water
Water, water, water, water (Ayy)
I'm fuckin' a rich nigga daughter (Oh yeah)
She suckin' my dick, I record her (Ayy, ayy)
My swag it be drippin', just bought her
Got a model bitch livin' in Florida (For real)
Got a bitch from the hood out in Georgia (Hey)
And my other lil' bitch a New Yorker
That's that water
Water, water, water, water (Drip)
Water, water, water, water (Drip)
Water, water, water, water (Oh yeah)
I'm fuckin' a rich nigga daughter (Oh yeah)
She suckin' my dick, I record her (Ayy)
Swag it be drippin', it's water (Drip)
Swag it be drippin', it's water (Turn up, turn up)
Water
I need to get me fountain (Ayy)
Got a yellow bitch in Arizona (For real)
She live way up in the mountains (Turn up)
Got a plug that live in California (Ayy)
He just sent over 32 ounces (Oh yeah)
Had to drop of some bread for my lawyer
'Cause I can't keep my ass out the county
I don't want no bitch niggas around me (Who is he)
Who is he? Get him from 'round me (Who)
I'm the one hit your boy with that.40 (Boo)
So you better go ask him about me (Ha)
You see did these hoes used to ignore me (Oh yeah)
Now when I hit the club they surround me (Oh yeah)
In the VIP standing on couches (Hey)
And tonight, please don't bring me no bottle (Turn up, turn up)
I'm drinkin'
Water
Water, water, water, water (Ayy)
I'm fuckin' a rich nigga daughter (Oh yeah)
She suckin' my dick, I record her (Ayy, ayy)
My swag it be drippin', just bought her
Got a model bitch livin' in Florida (For real)
Got a bitch from the hood out in Georgia (Hey)
And my other lil' bitch a New Yorker
That's that water
Water, water, water, water (Drip)
Water, water, water, water (Drip)
Water, water, water, water (Oh yeah)
I'm fuckin' a rich nigga daughter (Oh yeah)
She suckin' my dick, I record her (Ayy)
Swag it be drippin', it's water (Drip)
Swag it be drippin', it's water (Turn up, turn up)
Water
Like She Love Me lyrics - DaBaby
Ooh, ooh, yeah
Ooh
Firzt on the track
She fuck me like she love me
I think I like her on the low (Oh)
She fuck me like she love me
I wonder why but I don't know (No)
She fuck me like she love me
Tryna make me fall in love (Oh yeah)
You tryna make me fall in love (Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
She tryna make me fall in love (Ooh, ooh)
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, I'm out
And she be starin' at a nigga while I'm sleep, she say I'm 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 (Oh)
She fuck me like she love me
I wonder why but I don't know (No)
She fuck me like she love me
Tryna make me fall in love (Oh yeah)
You tryna make me fall in love (Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
She tryna make me fall in love (Ooh, ooh)
She fuck me like she love me
I'm talkin' three times in a row (Three times in a row)
In that pussy, I'm as deep as I can go (Deep as I can go)
Shh, I'm tryna keep it on the low (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
I'm 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 (Oh)
She fuck me like she love me
I wonder why but I don't know (No)
She fuck me like she love me
Tryna make me fall in love (Oh yeah)
You tryna make me fall in love (Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
She tryna make me fall in love (Ooh, ooh)
She fuck me like she love me
Comin' Over (Remix) lyrics - DaBaby (feat. DJ Luke Nasty)
[DaBaby & DJ Luke Nasty:]
Hey, hey
(Slim Hood made that)
Girl, you know I'm on the way
Yeah, yeah
[DaBaby:]
Call my phone, I'm comin' over
Girl, you know I'ma do you right (Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring)
You know we put on a show, girl
You might as well keep on the lights (Might as well keep on the lights)
She do her thing, I be like, "Go, girl"
We can do this shit all night (Do your thing, do your thing)
I ain't to proud to let you know, girl
I'll sing this shit all night (I'll sing this shit all night)
She do her thing, I be like, "Yeah, yeah"
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Do your thing, do your thing)
I do my thing, I be like, "Yeah, yeah"
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Do your thing, do your thing)
Uh, hey
Whatever she with, then I'm with it (Hey)
Chokin' her out with the pillow (Uh)
We playin' hide and go get it (Ayy)
I ain't had that thing in a minute (Ayy)
She told me, "Let's get on the floor" (The floor)
I told her, "You already know" (You know)
Chokin' her out by her throat
Around and around and she go (Hey)
She tryna give me the business (The business)
I'm tryna get in her kidneys (Her kidneys)
Pullin' out all her extensions (Come here)
That pussy so good, it gon' kill me (Woo)
You know, I'm tryna keep you a secret (Shh)
As long as you promise to keep it
I'm only in town for the weekend
Call my phone, I'm comin' over
Girl, you know I'ma do you right (Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring)
You know we put on a show, girl
You might as well keep on the lights (Might as well keep on the lights)
She do her thing, I be like, "Go, girl"
We can do this shit all night (Do your thing, do your thing)
I ain't to proud to let you know, girl
I'll sing this shit all night (I'll sing this shit all night)
She do her thing, I be like, "Yeah, yeah"
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Do your thing, do your thing)
I do my thing, I be like, "Yeah, yeah"
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Do your thing, do your thing)
Uh, hey
[DJ Luke Nasty:]
It like threesome on one (Woo)
Wanna do somethin' with that long tongue (Yeah)
Wanna eat that cat from the back
Girl, just don't get attached
Doin' 80 in a 60 on my face
Whenever she comin', she don't ever use no brakes
Pentouse suite, my shit is sweet like crêpes (Woo)
Flow outta the Norman, that's why we on the lake
Tell me what it takes, don't tell me how it tastes
I just landed in Charlotte, girl, you know I'm on the way
[DaBaby:]
Call my phone, I'm comin' over
Girl, you know I'ma do you right (Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring)
You know we put on a show, girl
You might as well keep on the lights (Might as well keep on the lights)
She do her thing, I be like, "Go, girl"
We can do this shit all night (Do your thing, do your thing)
I ain't to proud to let you know, girl
I'll sing this shit all night (I'll sing this shit all night)
She do her thing, I be like, "Yeah, yeah"
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Do your thing, do your thing)
I do my thing, I be like, "Yeah, yeah"
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Do your thing, do your thing)
Uh, hey
Flavor lyrics - DaBaby
[Intro]
Oh yeah
DaBaby, ayy
DaBaby, ayy
Yeah
Firzt on the track
[Chorus]
Come fuck with me, I'm drippin' flavor (I'm drippin' sauce today)
I turned it up on all my haters (I turnt up all the way)
You know I'm all about the paper (I'm all about the cake)
And if you're not I'll see you later (Get up out the way)
I had to stay down for a minute, now I'm rocking gold like I'm African (Now I'm rocking gold)
I'm always on the road with my savages (Always on the road)
Pourin' out my soul, I'm so passionate (Out my soul)
While you were splurging on them hoes, I was stackin' it (Oh yeah)
[Verse 1]
I do this thing when they met me, I swear to God, they be in love with lil' Baby
They all keep on jockin' my style, I got so much flavor it's gettin' contagious
Fell off and went broke for a while, now I'm right back up and this shit is amazing
You know I smoke that shit out the pound, you fuck around, think a young nigga Jamaican
And we gon' go all out to get it, no we never had it, the squad we the realest
You spending your money on all of them bitches
You splurge on them hoes, I'ma stack it and flip it
Now I got 'em mad and they all in they feelings
I'm countin' up cash, I'm just laughing, they chillin'
Back in '94, knew I wanted a million, nigga
[Chorus]
Come fuck with me, I'm drippin' flavor (I'm drippin' sauce today)
I turned it up on all my haters (I turnt up all the way)
You know I'm all about the paper (I'm all about the cake)
And if you're not I'll see you later (Get up out the way)
I had to stay down for a minute, now I'm rocking gold like I'm African (Now I'm rocking gold)
I'm always on the road with my savages (Always on the road)
Pourin' out my soul, I'm so passionate (Out my soul)
While you were splurging on them hoes, I was stackin' it (Oh yeah)
[Verse 2]
I just flew out to Las Vegas to fuck up some change on a little vacation
I had to stay down for the squad, the ones that stay loyal when niggas was hatin'
They heard that lil' Baby got robbed, well somebody gave them the wrong information
You know they couldn't finish the job, I lit his ass up, thought that boy was a gangster
They must've forgot I went rockin', ran off on the plug, hit the mall and go shopping
Keep runnin' from bitches, got so many options 'cause that what you get when you finally poppin'
Everybody switchin' but I'm never stoppin'
Niggas act like bitches, I can feel them watchin'
Niggas just pretending that they got a problem, pussy
[Chorus]
Come fuck with me, I'm drippin' flavor (I'm drippin' sauce today)
I turned it up on all my haters (I turnt up all the way)
You know I'm all about the paper (I'm all about the cake)
And if you're not I'll see you later (Get up out the way)
I had to stay down for a minute, now I'm rocking gold like I'm African (Now I'm rocking gold)
I'm always on the road with my savages (Always on the road)
Pourin' out my soul, I'm so passionate (Out my soul)
While you were splurging on them hoes, I was stackin' it (Oh yeah)
First Day Out lyrics - DaBaby
(That ain't the baby, that's my baby)
These internet niggas so aggressive
Fuck it
Go and get your thermometer nigga
Ain't no one hotter my nigga
Shout out to cancer yea you couldn't 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 can't believe he did it
The same mouth he hating with he kiss his bitch with
And that's he same set of lips she sucked my dick with
Niggas crying on the internet having bitch fits
And I just sold 6 pounds at the Quik Trip
Every time I get some show money I thank God nigga
Cause all I ever did was sell weed and rob niggas
And I ain't doing shit for free I gotta charge niggas
Hope when those haters hate they ain't got they broad with em
Yea I see they hating ignore, go fuck they bitch in my jordans
Give my baby momma the phone and be like baby record it
And all these rapping ass niggas imma give you a warning
When you see me it ain't no talking I'm just upping the 40
So all you talking ass niggas gon talk nigga
Cause ion talk to lil niggas I'm a boss nigga
This lifestyle that I'm living yea 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 I'm still lit
What they gon do about me I'm too much to deal with
Who you know that could put a pamper on and talk some real shit
And if ya 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 ain't 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
OK well nigga get up out my way and let me kill shit
They tried to give me 10 years I took probation real quick
(That ain't that baby, that's my baby)
I used to like them boujee hoes but now I got a real bitch
No she ain't that thick but when we fuck feel like she real thick
Yea I sent then to ya door, yea I'm rocking all my shows
Yea I beat a nigga up and slap a nigga like a hoe
I ain't really with the talking and ya baby momma know
Yea I'm kicking bitches out if she ain't fucking gotta go
Stuff them pounds in a rental car pull up at the store
Made a jugg for 20 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 with that bullshit I bet I catch a body
My niggas begging me to get him I'm like fuck it bro I got him
Last nigga ran up on me ask the police yea I shot him
Yea a nigga on the billboard, yea I'm on the radio
Record labels begging for me still won't let you play me tho
Sliding through the city I just pulled up with yo favorite hoe
Had to cut yo girl off she turned into a crazy hoe
Yea I'm on that bullshit, yea I keep a full clip
First nigga try me imma send him to the pool pit nigga
DaBaby
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