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
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