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