DaBaby - Better Than You Album Lyrics

(Okay) Maybach outside, Maybach out-, uh (yeah)
Maybach outside runnin', f*ck, uh, uh (okay)
Maybach outside runnin' (yeah)

I got a stick in this bitch
Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, hit, huh
Hit, hit, hit, hit, skully
Hit, hit, hit, hit
Hit, hit, hit, hit, skully

Shut up, I know you don't love me (let's go)
I'm f*ckin' on her and her buddy, yeah
The Maybach outside, uh
I hopped out that bitch, left it runnin' (yeah, bitch)
Don't make me get in no trouble (with the, 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 f*ck nigga know better

I got a stick in this bitch
Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, hit (woo)
Hit, hit, hit, hit, skully
Hit, hit, hit, hit
Hit, hit, hit, 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 (let's go)
I got a- in this bitch, I got a- 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
Hit, hit, hit, hit, skully
Hit, hit, hit, hit
Hit, hit, hit

I got a stick in this bitch
Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, hit (woo)
Hit, hit, hit, hit, skully
Hit, hit, hit, hit
Hit, hit, hit, hit, skully

Baby, wake up, bitch (mommy, India got them beats)
(Leor, light it up)
Ayy, you see that nigga they just brought in here?
I know him, man that nigga from the other side (c'mon)

He got a soap sock, I got a shank
What the f*ck he on his line for, I don't know what they think?
Soon as they bang, I break his tray, you know I'm gon' crank
Soon as these door's open up, I don't give no f*ck, I just wan' bang

And I ain't worried 'bout none of these pussy niggas
Laugh my bitch ass to the bank
Free my cousin, I go there and sit there with 'em
If these niggas keep actin' like what they ain't
Gun a nigga down, broad daylight
Makin' sure he dead right there, I don't play right, nigga
Scary ass nigga keep callin' 'round the city
Tryna cop up a plea and get his face right with me

If a nigga on his line with me, bang five with me, ain't safe my nigga
Guarantee every dome from A to C
Know I bang Big B in my face, my nigga
By mornin', I'ma check 'em out this bitch
Bean bag, know that gon' make this bitch
Lock down 'til the whole line get fixed
I ain't worried 'bout one nigga in this bitch

'Cause he got a soap sock, I got a shank
What the f*ck he on his line for, I don't know what they think?

Young nigga been live since seventeen, runnin' shit
Shippin' them bowls, police keep takin' his phone
He in prison and he put me on
I'm still rappin', got rich, now I'm tryna get him home
Yeah, somebody tell Meek and Jay-Z help me go get my cousin
Ain't got time to play with this shit
Don't play with me, play wit' yo' kids
Niggas know Baby bussin', they know I got stain in this bitch
Aim at a bitch, shoot out the side of a Maybach
And went back and painted the whip
Pay me a lawyer, bulletproof truck for my daughter
So coppers can't spray at the whip
'Cause I got a AR, he got a Glock, uh
"Damn, that nigga still shootin'"
That lil' shit done ran outta shots, huh?
Catch a nigga goin' in shit, back before a nigga speak
He gon' think 'fore he talk now
I was the hottest rapper in the world
Gettin' in shootouts, right in front of a cop car
Spray, nigga

I got a red flag, made out of gym shorts (yeah)
I got the mojo, sprayed on top of New Year's card
I just got my court date pushed back, tryna make it hard
Tryna sip on liquor 'fore they find they new pick on the yard
My nigga gave me a new Android, I ain't have to pay for it
My nigga just made another drop blood
We all might get charged for it
Can't go to the dome, they got me sinnin', black and white stripes
Or cross me, that's a old head, he told me that he done with life
Done with life, damn

I'm too young for that (ha ha)
I pray to God, I swear to God
I-I-I hope them bitches don't try to hang a nigga like that, slime
You hear me?
(I don't know why this nigga got me on this mothaf*ckin' song)
(Rappin' like we in jail right now anyway, nigga)
(Nigga crazy, bitch, you on, nigga)
Know that's the life we live, nigga
(Stay ready for whatever, yeah)
They caught up, they feelin' us

He got a soap sock, I got a shank
What the f*ck he on his line for, I don't know what they think?
Soon as they bang, I break his tray, you know I'm gon' crank
Soon as these door's open up, I don't give no f*ck, I just wan' bang

(Pipe that shit up, TNT)

People think I'm crazy say my mind gone
'Cause I can't leave the house without my fye
People think yeah, yeah

Oh, people think I'm crazy say my mind gone
'Cause I can't leave the house without my fye
It's gon' take 'em years to see what I'm on
And all my kids still rich the day I die

Came from a little to a lot
All this money we done ran up, ran up, ran up (nah, forreal)
Mama say you'd bet not let these niggas trick you out yo spot
It's time to man up, man up, man up (keep it real)
I'm slippin', fallin', I know (f*cked up)
I spend all my time and all my life
Tryna make sure we on

Nah, fasho, go
These niggas be lazy as hell
I've been hustling out the door
I put the whole family on my back a nigga ain't going out like no ho
When I walk in and out the house I'm strapped
Anything feel the wrong way, I'ma blow
Anytime a nigga better watch how he act
You gon' act any way act like you know, nigga
Feel like I been through this shit here a million times
When I came up there they ain't show no love
Ain't never asked for no vouchers
That's why them pussy ass niggas be poutin'
And not for attention
As soon as I come in the room
And ain't no one said it out loudly
Say how you you feelin'
Why you keep holding it in you?
How can't I get it up out you?
I'm f*ckin on three different freaks (like three)
Missin' my big brother G
You wanna numb me some drinks
For him and my daddy in heaven get mixed up with me
You listen to them ho ass niggas all you want to
You ain't gotta listen to me
Last nigga to play it got lit like a tree
Ain't it even Christmas, nigga

Came from a little to a lot
All this money we done ran up, ran, up ran up
Mama say you'd bet not let these niggas trick you out yo spot
It's time to man up, man up, man up
I'm slippin', fallin', I know
I spend all my time and all my life
Tryna make sure we on

You know I've been doing this shit for us, nigga
You know from the door
From the start, nigga
Shit about me I'd a been straight, nigga
I'd a been kicked back, nigga
I'm sittin' here with all these M's
All this mothaf*ckin' fake ass love
All this fake ass fame and shit
And I'm still livin' like I don't give a f*ck
I know niggas out here who ain't doing shit for theyselves
They think they suppose to be livin' the way I don't even really wanna live

Burglaries, robberies
I can't find the time I need inside my dreams
I done seen my brother bleedin' on the side of me
Oh Lord, please don't let them murder me
Cocaine Bentley GT
Came up off the streets
Can't find no peace, where do I go?
Mama got a brand new home
I done moved her out the park from out the north
When niggas around I don't like to talk
Only thing I know is take 'em off
My shameless scars, can't take it off
Thirty mill' stay in a regular house
I ain't want be how I apologize
Instead of sayin' I'm sorry
First child that I was supposed to have
Got excited I named her Ari
I been hustlin' for my family, reaper on me
Can't get 'em off me
Hurt inside they made me act this way
But them people still gon' still fault me
From the streets and that's what taught me
I'd been dealin' with my pain on top my brain
For a fake love scene
Told my engineer my girl don't bring her thang
But convulsin'
Half a million on a diamond ring
But more what your love cost me
You should know what all this bring

Came from a little to a lot
All this money we done ran up, ran up, ran up
Mama say you'd bet not let these niggas trick you out yo spot
It's time to man up, man up, man up
I'm slippin', fallin', I know
I spend all my time and all my life
Tryna make sure we on

Ooh, oh, oh
Oh, oh
Ooh-oh, oh
Ooh, oh, oh
Oh, oh

(Damn Glacier, this one finna kill these niggas)

Nigga keep tweetin'
So you can die on that wifi
You gon' die from that internet
Catch him it's 'bout time
Knock him out they gon' be bloggin' him right now (brr)

Big worm bitch I send a drive by
Come out the house, know we posted at night time (boy you knowin')
Leavin' his body inside of that white line
.762, we gon' wake up the block, huh?

Nah, nigga wake up (go)
I just sent a lil' somethin' your way to come shake somethin'
Got the drop from this lil' bitch (yeah) she be f*ckin' on me
I put nut on her makeup (ew)

This stick is gon' break somethin'
Bullets blow off your body they know now, break somethin'
Know I'm standin' on business these niggas won't take nothin'
I be shootin' for the kill for the help I'ma Facetime 'em

I'ma send me somebody to knock at your door
Like some pizza or somethin'
I don't interact with bitch ass niggas
Runnin' around actin' like my nieces or somethin'
I take that back, matter of fact nigga, my nieces more realer
I'll rather a f*ck nigga stay a hunnid feet from a nigga
No, I ain't stuntin' you niggas, I got a daughter more gangsta
So I'ma separate and stand across the street from a nigga
I got up off they ass, I'm on you now
And I ain't f*ckin' 'round with nothin' under .40 cal'
I'm tryna put a hole in any nigga, bun 'em down

I ain't jokin' round with no nigga (baow)
Frontin' now, stuntin' in and out
Plenty of pistols we ain't runnin' out
Known to get 'em killed plenty of killers
Know who run the town
Talk on the name when I'm here they don't come around
I'ma catch 'em his time steady runnin' out
Grab yo keyboard

Nigga keep tweetin'
So you can die on that wifi
You gon' die from that internet
Catch him it's 'bout time
Knock him out they gon' be bloggin' him right now (brr, baow)

Big worm bitch I send a drive by
Come out the house know we posted at night time (boy you knowin')
Leavin' his body inside of that white line
.762, we gon' wake up the block, huh?

Got my blinkie on him and I'll blow it up too
From a distance the police we shoot at 'em too
Ask Lil' Ten how we do
On the scene and we blockin' and lurkin'
I'm fiendin' to get at they dude
Hit that boy with the stick same day shoot a video
Record it and then I upload to Youtube
Try me, I bet I f*ck over the fool
.51, walk 'em down while I'm loadin' the tool

Shh, don't tell nobody
Drop the bag gotta brand new body (yeah)
Dropped the bag, gotta brand new Phantom
Yeah, nigga, gotta take the shoes off inside 'em (no shoes)
2022 white mink rug
Oh well, what the f*ck I'm supposed to do? I gotta drive it
I cut the boogie shit and saved the loot and fly commercial
If I ever wanna do it flyin' private

Yeah, nigga keep tweetin'
So you can die on that wifi
You gon' die from that internet
Catch him it's 'bout time
Knock him out, they gon' be bloggin' him right now

Big worm bitch I send a drive by
Come out the house, know we posted at night time (boy you knowin')
Leavin' his body inside of that white line
.762, we gon' wake up the block, huh?

She say she like me
Plain Jane, AP
Got the Bentley, 'Rari
She just want a Birkin
I can't buy her a Birkin
I ain't bought my mama a Birkin
Always when I'm workin'
That money I be splurgin' like Turbo

Uh, go, f*ckin' that ho on campus
Hittin' her in between classes
Nuttin' all over her glasses (like Turbo)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (go)
Catch me zippin' my car through traffic
Young nigga got him a Hellcat, but the Lambo go way faster (I go Turbo)

She want Celine spring
I want some lean, yeah
I love Forgiato, must turn off the scene, yeah
Cognac gone like Turbo (skrrt)
Draco under my peacoat
Money comin' in real fast like Sonic
Startin' to think my new bitch robotic
Swing the stick out the car when the opp get started
Bringin' up money, you know I got it
I want her with a whole lotta body
Baby its skippin' watch we ship it, yeah
Runnin' off stage, I dive (dive)
Sittin' on the mountain top
Hopin' that I do not die
Whatever I wear, I'm way too fly
Told her chill out with that cappin'
A pint of that matrix I'm packin' it, yeah
Even with these foreign girls, you know that I'm smashin' 'em
Propane tank of gas on C, girl
Come with the bullshit you know I'm with though
F*ckin' on shorty to the mornin' time
Hittin' real fast, she call me Turbo

She say she like me
Plain Jane, AP
Got the Bentley, 'Rari
She just want a Birkin
I can't buy her a Birkin
I ain't bought my mama a Birkin
Always when I'm workin'
That money I be splurgin' like Turbo

Uh, go, f*ckin' that ho on campus, uh
Hittin' her in between classes, uh
Nuttin' all over her glasses (like Turbo)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (go)
Catch me zippin' my car through traffic, uh
Young nigga got him a Hellcat, but the Lambo go way faster (I go Turbo)

You know the Lambo go fast
They want me to slow down but I'm back on they ass
Back in that bitch and with thirty, they tax
Baby done went and got another one (yeah)
She want a trick or a treat (a treat)
Told her it ain't Halloween
She should have the Pro Tools on when I beat
I be f*ckin' her showin' my bae how to sing, yeah
Come on, baby, rock on my mic
My hoes get to hittin', I ain't stoppin' no fight
Come up with the ticket, I ain't stoppin' no lights
Speed through that bitch like I'm Turbo
I gotta brand new glick, we gone see if it work though
She like to come give me head on lunch breaks
Sent the text, "Where you at? Come get ate"
Texted her back, dropped a pin
"Meet me here, parkin' deck on the third floor, Turbo"
I gotta need for the speed
Faster than mothaf*ckin' furious (yeah, bitch)
Tryna see what's up with me, come die in this bitch, bein' curious
I pulled up in a wild body Benz, came out hopped in a Urus (yeah)
Paparazzi don't know what car I'm in
And these hoes on me somethin' serious

She say she like me (she)
Plain Jane, AP
Got the Bentley, 'Rari
She just want a Birkin
I can't buy her a Birkin
I ain't bought my mama a Birkin
Always when I'm workin'
That money I be splurgin' like Turbo

Uh, go, f*ckin' that ho on campus
Hittin' her in between classes
Nuttin' all over her glasses (like Turbo)
Yeah, yeah (go)
Catch me zippin' my car through traffic
Young nigga got him a Hellcat, but the Lambo go way faster (I go Turbo)

(Uzoma, come here)
F*ck on that ho and came back on her
F*ck on that ho and I, yeah
(She ain't gon' hit)

I f*ck on that hoe and came back on her (yeah)
It look like she went got a new BBL
I'm like you done went got a lil' ass on you (let's go)
Your doctor did good, shit, I can't even tell
I'm the only one wrap, bitch, the pack in the mail
Had to make somethin' for the gangsta bitches
Never by myself got the banger with me
Hatin' ass niggas, man, I hate them niggas

It's baby, bitch, say that shit two times (say it two)
Baby baby, he actin' brand new now (Baby Baby)
Had to shake him he got back his juice now (and the, woo)
Now you double back new you were comin' back (let's go)
Got the shit in my house that connect the guest house to the house
Parked the Rolls Royce in front of that (yeah)
I could f*ck up the game
If a nigga drop now settle down niggas think he ain't comin' back
Somebody must've told you wrong (huh)
I come through poppin' on a whole new song (yeah, bitch)
Pussy nigga, must think they lit
'Til they put us in this bitch and cut the Pro Tools on (yeah, nigga)
Hatin' ass niggas still gone die
Keep waitin' in the lobby, bitch, it won't be long (no, no)
Rap niggas talk big boy shit
But when I'm in the room they control they tone
I set it off on these niggas, they know it too (they know it)
Long live G, a bitch play he gon' go with you (let's go)
You know your lil' brother gon' blow that (woo)
That's my gangster bitch, she from the westside (the west)
Many men, bitch, I need me a vest (uh-huh)
You gone need more than that how we step out
I spend every dollar I got 'til a nigga get dropped
Take his ass out the game nigga checked out (bitch)
You the type of f*ck nigga switch up when you don't get attention
Lil' bitch feelin' left out (bitch)
I could be the lil' dog in the room
I'ma walk in that bitch my chin up with my chest out
Honestly all these rap niggas hoe music
Don't got no bop in it back on they neck now
Goin' Birdman I need my respect, I
Gotta bitch that look like Left Eye (yes, I)

I f*ck on that hoe and came back on her (yeah)
It look like she went got a new BBL
I'm like you done went got a lil' ass on you (let's go)
Your doctor did good, shit, I can't even tell
I'm the only one wrap, bitch, the pack in the mail
Had to make somethin' for the gangsta bitches
Never by myself got the banger with me
Hatin' ass niggas man I hate them niggas

Fully loaded whip I'm back on my bullshit
And this bitch fully loaded FN clip
Turn that block until two shooters come out room spinnin'
Back to back, back 'til they finish 'em
Shorty drivin' while we in a wide body
In a spot where they gone drop off them bodies
She gone leave on commercial come back in a private
I know that she got it, gotta make sure she copy
Dirt in the kitchen, she cleanin' the bowls
Bro servin' the boat, we still sellin' them bowls
Brodie gone trap while I'm confined at home
House arrest from me totin' that fire on the road
Know for a fact, she ain't breakin' the code
Everything, she don't know
If they kick in that door, she won't open her mouth
I surprise with that bag and the Lamb' out the truck
In the bottoms outside
At my grandmother house where my mom and them grew
Like I'm sick got the flu I done turned up on boo
With that stick I'ma shoot I don't play with them fools
Fill that neck with them diamonds lil' shorty the truth
In her purse with the blick, smokin' one I'ma hit
But he only got eight, better come with the two
My lil' youngin' take quarters, he don't give a shit
If he can't add it up, he gone sell it to you
Sign her name for that car she buy it for you
Shawty stay with the shit and she down for the crew
She pickin' it up and I'm poppin' on her
On that gangsta shit come slang that iron for you
Stealin' polos and t-shirts up out of the mall
Ain't nothin' like Omar send that wire for you
Vacuum seals bakin' soda, this home improvement
She bring the .9 by two

I f*ck on that ho and came back on her (go)
It look like she went got a new BBL
Oh, now you the one got a lil' ass on you
Your doctor did good, shit, I can't even tell
I'm the only one wrap, bitch, the pack in the mail
Had to make somethin' for the gangsta bitches
Never by myself got the banger with me
Hatin' ass niggas man I hate them niggas

Pipe that shit up, TNT
Hurt, what it do?

Lonely
Count on me, hold on me
I've been wantin' you
Why don't you see a thing I see?

Yeah
Remember you said it was 4L, yeah bitch, you lied, bitch
You know my love like Kevin, yeah it don't get tired
I probably come past you flyin' tryin' not to scratch my tires, yeah
Starin' you dead in your eyes, tryin' not to catch your lies
I know you sneaky but I been wantin' you
(Yeah, now watch me turn up)
Comin' through like black Mike Jack'
Why my baby gotta act like that, yeah?
I don't give a f*ck what they pay, I ain't comin' in without my strap, no
It don't matter if the ho get saved
I'ma take the cape off my back
I don't give a f*ck what they say, I've been tryna get my life on track
Claimin' they sick of me
Cancel culture like my bitches, they hate me and can't even get rid of me
Took a look inside her soul and told her

I see secrets deep inside your eyes
Broke my heart seen pieces in the sky
Wonder why, movin' on, 'cause I'm tired
You will find another guy
I know we both gone be fine

Lonely
Count on me, hold on me
I've been wantin' you
Why don't you see a thing I see?

Countin' on money
I ain't countin' on love
Headed forward, and I'm runnin', I ain't goin' back where I was
I feel low, downer than I been before
Wonder where I go?

What the f*ck I'm in my feelin's for?
What you blowin' up my iPhone for?
Don't be callin' me about no ho, yeah
I'm a real nigga rockstar shit
I don't listen to no rock and roll
2021 caught my lick, 2020 lost my bro
I went to you I figured you can heal my soul
I guess I was wrong you gone break me
I kept on raisin' my tone, now you hate me
Throwin' statements, goin' crazy
Seen it in my phone, f*ck them hoes, you my old lady
I'm gon' hold it down until we up, or 'til you gone, baby

I see secrets deep inside your eyes
Broke my heart seen pieces in the sky
Wonder why movin' on 'cause I'm tired
You'll find another guy
Know we both gone be fine

Lonely
Count on me, hold on me
I've been wantin' you
Why don't you see a thing I see?

Countin' up money
I ain't countin' on love
Headed forward and I'm runnin', I ain't goin' back where I was
I feel low, downer than I been before
Wonder where I go?
To the top highest that I can go (oh, ooh-oh, oh)

Oh, slime, I can go, oh
Please, don't never leave me, you all mine

Let's go

Glizzy, glizzy show 'em what that Draco do (blat, blat)
She want Xanax too, pass that drank from Syracuse (ha ha)
Millions, millions, Bentley, Bentley, Lamb' truck too (yeah, yeah)
Biggest villain, millions, me I spend 'em too

I won't lie, can't trust more drugs than me (let's go)
Flood my wrist on all these girls (spend my money, I been spendin', nigga)
Okay, I already know I'm paid
Chop with the knife, get slayed (yeah)
Twenty-five niggas on stage (yeah)
Got the ho crying in a Range (top, top)
Bitch, give me top
Mascot pivot, masquerade
Watch how I surf, I'm in a rave
Try me, take off all his face (bop, bop, brr, boom)
I got drugs, I'm 'bout to be K'd
All in the bank, I wrote my name
Got too much money, can't fit in no safe

Glizzy, glizzy show 'em what that Draco do (blat, blat)
She want Xanax, pass that drank from Syracuse (ha ha)
Millions, millions, Bentley, Bentley, Lamb' truck too (yeah, yeah)
Biggest villain, millions, me I spend 'em too

Let's go
Hoppin' off the stage like (hoppin' off the bitch like)
Hoppin' off the bitch like (phew)
Live show killer, Superman, Baby (bitch)
Got 'em bussin' out the mothatf*ckin' roof
All red Maybach pull up in a, maybe
He won't hesitate to pull it out (don't do it)
He won't hesitate to pull it out (Baby, don't)
He won't hesitate to pull it out (shoot)
Shoot (boom, boom)
Shoot (boom), shoot (boom)
Bitch, I'm turnt up, don't need me no booth (I'm the nigga)
Do it solo, don't need me a group (uh-huh)
She want her a chocolate nigga (a chocolate)
She keep on tellin' me that I'm cute
They better go and get top for a nigga
Nigga's ain't f*ckin' with me in the booth
It's Baby, nigga, go

Glizzy, glizzy show 'em what that Draco do (let's go) (blat, blat)
She want Xanax too (bitch)
Pass that drank from Syracuse (ha ha)
Millions, millions, Bentley, Bentley, Lamb' truck too
(Brand new Lamb' truck too) (yeah, yeah)
Biggest villain, millions, me I spend 'em too (bitch)

Oh, oh
(Paco Black) oh, oh
Oh
(Ayy, get that baby off the street)

A couple days ago I f*cked a fan
We had a one night stand I never even asked her her name
And it's even more f*cked up, she gotta man
That lame ass nigga think she loyal, nigga don't know a thing

But she's a creeper (whoa)
I be f*ckin' her like a dog, leavin' on my sneakers (yeah)
Pullin' up droppin' them draws every time we link up
F*ckin' up your weave, baby, get on your knees
I be f*ckin' on her like it's, "F*ck the police" (let's go, vroom)

2021 no keys everything I drive, got speed (yeah, yeah)
Bit the apple like Adam and Eve
I won't be mad if she leave (go)
They askin' me why I ball hog, I'm tryna get us a ring (yeah)
She keep that lil' pussy bald, I call that bitch Mr. Clean (ayy)
F*ckin' me the worst way with it, I'ma spell my first name in it (go)
Like J-O-N-A-T-H-A-N, you f*ckin' or not quit playin'?
Make that pussy fly to me
She get on the plane for it
All these hoes wanna f*ck right now for free (free)
So you know I ain't payin' for it
Make her pull up once a month and give it to her (give it to her)
And put her out like that landlord
And send her right back to her man, ha (huh)
I hope that you understand, Lord
Ice cold nigga, livin' life with no feelings (yeah)
I just f*cked a fan the other day and it was terrific

A couple days ago I f*cked a fan (yeah, yeah)
We had a one night stand
I never even asked her her name (never even asked for her name)
And it's even more f*cked up, she gotta man
That lame ass nigga think she loyal, nigga don't know a thing

But she's a creeper (whoa)
I be f*ckin' her like a dog leavin' on my sneakers (yeah)
Pullin' up droppin' them draws every time we link up
F*ckin' up yo weave (go)
Baby get on yo knees
I be f*ckin' on her like it's, "F*ck the police"

I be doin' her bad like, "F*ck the police"
She let me hit twice, now when she see me she don't speak
I got with her friend in a week
I be uppin' the price on everything, she ain't cheap
Like, what you in need for?
She know that I don't need to find a new one, I might leave her
She can't call me a cheater
F*ck her with my chains on and in my sneakers (oh yeah)
Tryna settle down I took her out the bleachers (oh yeah)
She be actin' evil, I dropped the cannon like Knievel
Ease your mind and smoke this reefer
I take time off, finna teach you
How to get that money, keep from goin' under
F*ck the moment up
Ain't no one controllin' us, baby, you ain't wrong or nothin'
She be actin' freaky, press the button and I'ma fold you up
Lock on her like some semen
Once I pound her, she can't run for nothin'

A couple days ago I f*cked a fan
We had a one night stand
I never even asked her her name (never even asked for her name)
And it's even more f*cked up, she gotta man
That lame ass nigga think she loyal, nigga don't know a thing

But she's a creeper (whoa)
I be f*ckin' her like a dog, leavin' on my sneakers (yeah, yeah)
Pullin' up droppin' them draws every time we link up
F*ckin' up yo weave, baby, get on yo knees (ooh, ooh)
I be f*ckin' on her like it's, "F*ck the police" (go)

I need a hunnid, on hunnid, on hunnid

Get that money, how these niggas rappin' with they head off?
Get to that money, can't settle for nothin'
Need a hunnid, on hunnid, on hunnid, I need
Can't take no days off I get that money and then I head off
Stackin' that shit, I won't never go under
I'ma get it forever, they know how I'm comin'

Patek, Bentayga, brand new chopper and that Cullinan
Turnt up in your region with my partners, they say continent
He got that boy, you know how hit it they cryin' now
With a whole lot of tall essentials
Runnin' up, he been turnin' 'em up and he ready for war
He doin' what all of these niggas
F*ck these niggas, keep that pistol hidden, take his head off
I got the game from my mama, stay chasin' them comma's
I'ma get me a hunnid, then I'm headin' out
Shorty thick with that ass, but I'm fillin' her mouth
Take the plate off that car, off that window, come out
Talkin' shit, so a nigga aim straight for his mouth
I done went to Utah and I'm straight from that North
I went tatted that diamond on top of my face
You just raisin' the break up that heart on that plate
Microwave or the stove do it either way
Put on my mask and I seized the place
Smokin' joints back to back, I don't need the vape
Talkin' crazy, I said I don't need you, bae
Need a hunnind, on hunnid, I don't see that shit funny
Only set leave behind me I'm raisin' em right
Patek two tones, bought a (?)
Hit the jeweler, I told him the M on my chain
His name in vein
He comin' from kickin' in doors and sellin' that cane
Right hand went to jail, then everything changed
Quit it, then I went straight to the stage
These niggas ain't equal, can't step in my lane
I'ma stack it forever then get out the game

Get that money, how these niggas rappin' with they head off?
Get to that money, can't settle for nothin'
Need a hunnid, on hunnid, on hunnid, I need
Can't take no days off I get that money and then I head off
Stackin' that shit, I won't never go under
I'ma get it forever, they know how I'm comin'

Takin' my time with this shit
Couple trials and tribulations came
And them f*ck niggas thought it was it (let's go)
You know I'm as raw as it get, nigga
I'm talkin' 'bout all that lil' shit
That these rap niggas cap about, rap about, quit nigga
Ya'll the one made the people think Baby too gangsta
It ain't that these niggas, just bitch niggas
Calm that shit down, it ain't never that serious
Movin' on me like I ain't a rich nigga (I move)
I got bored and went yellow'd the Urus
Pull that ho up, right now on a bitch, nigga
Used to wear Filas, two pair a year
Play with that pussy, no meow (yeah)
Like, let it go, bitch ass nigga (uh-huh)
Got baby girl f*ckin' with me now, listen to me, ha
I leave the ho, I don't need her, it's f*ck her
But she don't do that to me, he a sucker
Since a youngin', I got me some money
And yes, since a lil' one I knew how to hustle
I see how you niggas work out every day
Baby show your strong ass, what you do with that muscle? (keep goin')
She f*ckin' on me, got her a nigga
Guess I don't gotta tell you, ol' dude don't know nothin'
It's somethin' about her, ain't feelin' that
I came for a hunnid million for my daughters, I still gotta give 'em that
I really don't f*ck with the internet
How these lil' f*ck niggas talkin'?
I just came down, put 'em in a coffin
Stand with my blicky, gotta keep it with me
Pretty boy bitchin', say a nigga awesome (yeah)

Get that money, how these niggas rappin' with they head off?
Get to that money, can't settle for nothin'
Need a hunnid, on hunnid, on hunnid, I need
Can't take no days off I get that money and then I head off
Stackin' that shit, I won't never go under
I'ma get it forever, they know how I'm comin'

Leor, light it up

[YoungBoy Never Broke Again & DaBaby]
She like Baby blue like she from Carolina
Ain't folding under pressure, so I had to buy her diamonds
Ain't talk 'bout shit on waist, but tell 'em, "They don't want my problems now"
We gon' double back, jump out with straps, run down and pop 'em, slime
Ain't goin' for shit, I do too much, you can ask my mama, I be on everything (Everything)
She be like, "Baby, just chill" (Uh) I be like, "Baby, shit real"
I look in your eyes but you looked at the floor
So I'm tryna know what you know, what's the deal? (Let's go)
What's goin' on?, Nigga we got a problem
Uppin' on every car that pull beside me

[YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Lеavin' they project full of bodies
I turn that bеat to plenty homis
Soon as he come out then we got him
We gon' drop him, bitch
I'm full of pills, I'm sorry mama
Them niggas slang that fire at my lil' partners
I can't squash it, it's a must, you know I gotta
I been with that shit, they know that
Got Ms, been bleedin' before that
Five K, nigga, check my coat tag
Slip once, leave the bitch with a toe tag
Drive fast, no plate on the Maybach
Trap house where they stash them plates at
Goyard where I tuck my Drac' at
Stick who? Nigga, know I don't play that

[DaBaby]
Let's go, stay out the way with them cameras
"I just seen Baby pull up in a Phantom"
Almost hit me, nigga hopped out with a thick bitch (Yeah)
Must be from Atlanta
F*ck that, they ain't see I hopped out with that blammer
They ain't know I got in with the stick on me
They don't know that this bitch right here bulletproof (Let's go)
I can't wait for a nigga to hit it (Let's go)
I really be cool as a bitch but get rude as a bitch if I get the wrong energy (Yeah)
They know I'll put a ho out if I love her or not, to protect my lil' energy
Maybe shit, Baby too real for the industry

[YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Or maybe they know that they never could get to me
Know that they know that they never could finish me
Let off my Glizzy, I'm feelin' a symphony, yeah
I'm in a 'burban and I got it on me
Three hundred thousand, just me and my homie
Lurkin', we loaded all the way until the mornin'
Get a bad lil' bitch so I can bone her
Nawf 38, posted on that corner
Waitin' for opps and duckin' cops
.30 on my hip and under papaw house I got a hundred shots
Nigga spin on his block, on Dump don't stop
I can bet his car get chopped
Let me hit from the back, say, "Top"
Come out, turn around, then let her get on top
Got millions, still invest in blocks
We get 'em, never through the mail
Spot be jumpin' like some Shocks
No Jigga, get it on for real
I ain't done, what it is? It get dumb for real
Let 'em talk that shit while on them pills
Turn down as soon he feel this steel
Nigga, know we do this shit, for real
Try fight by night his top get peeled
In the car by one, by two, he killed
By four, I booked and flew the jet
On the way LA while on a Lear
She on me bad, so what it is?
Grip her body, know I got it
Take her home and beat her body, I be diggin' all inside it
Suicidal Kamikaze, pussy shit, I don't acknowledge
Jump out, runnin' from them choppas
Tried to hide and then they caught me, gang
I leave a stain, all you hear is "Bang, bang"
Bitch, lay down, I run that gang
They know I'm the murder man
Don't come around, leave you frowned
F*ck around? It's gon' go down
Equip that shit, it ain't a sound
Left nine bodies in the town

[DaBaby & YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
I left my bitch and got something new
Left her too, bitch I'ma hound (Rawr, rawr)
Ready to bite me a nigga (I'm a dawg)
I really don't like that lil' nigga (Baby)
Ooh, he a icy lil' nigga (Go)
I'm in this bitch with that stick, popping shit
I'ma pull that bitch out 'fore I fight me a nigga (Boom, boom)
I'm on vacation, I can't get my hands on a banger
I f*ck around, knife me a nigga (F*ck around, knife)
I f*ck around, poke me a nigga (Poke, uh)
I f*ck around, choke me a nigga (Uh, bitch)
I f*ck around, take me a lil' nigga ho (Yeah)
Put dick in her face, make her beatbox (Go)
Ain't seen a thing hotter since he popped
F*ck that four five, got it on de-cock
On that bullshit you niggas think that you on (Let's go)
F*ck around and get spanked for a song (Spank)
F*ck around and get spinned for a diss (Spinned)
You gon' let that comment get you killed (Yeah, bitch)
Everyday, tryna stay out the way
Still adjusting to fame in this industry shit (Yeah, nigga)
Send a hit and I pay for the shit
I go in your shit, make you pay for that lip (Keep going)
Neighborhood superstar, throwing weed in the car
They like, "Boy, you can't pay for that zip" (Keep going)
They like, "Nigga, we ain't charging you shit" (Keep going)
Baby put on for Charlotte, he lit (Yeah)
Got a cold blooded killer in the car behind me, would've bought a new stock on the side of his stick (Boom, boom)
I was thinking 'bout a body, can't forget about the last two, he add another homi' on the list
On the daily, got two of them bitches
This one a semi, this one a switch
Doing my dance in here thuggin', yeah, he hating for free, that nigga's a bitch
I'm in here with Nina Simone, I made her top fast, I gave her some tits
Pulling her hair, she stutter, yeah, f*cking on her with no rubber, yeah (Oh yeah)

[YoungBoy Never Broke Again & DaBaby]
(She like Baby blue like she from Carolina)
(Ain't folding under pressure, so I had to buy her diamonds)
(Ain't talk 'bout shit on waist, but tell 'em, "They don't want my problems now")
(We gon' double back, jump out with straps, run down and pop 'em, slime)
(Ain't goin' for shit, I do too much, you can ask my mama, I be on everything)
(She be like, "Baby, just chill" I be like, "Baby, shit real")
(I look in your eyes but you looked at the floor)
(So I'm tryna know what you know, what's the deal?)
(What's goin' on?, Nigga we got a problem)
(Uppin' on every car that pull beside me)

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 fine 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 f*ck with the Henny
Party, I'm spinnin' the bottle with bitches
Freaky, I'm f*ckin' 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 f*ck 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 motherf*ckin' talkin' to her
F*ck 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 fine 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 f*ckin'
I ain't even finna ask her (nah, nigga, f*ck 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, damn (hah)
I can't lie, I be doin' too much
You caught me in the room, you'll f*ck
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 (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, go)

(Okay) Maybach outside, Maybach out-, uh (yeah)
Maybach outside runnin', f*ck, uh, uh (okay)
Maybach outside runnin' (yeah)

I got a stick in this bitch
Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, hit, huh
Hit, hit, hit, hit, skully
Hit, hit, hit, hit
Hit, hit, hit, hit, skully

Shut up, I know you don't love me (let's go)
I'm f*ckin' on her and her buddy, yeah
The Maybach outside, uh
I hopped out that bitch, left it runnin' (yeah, bitch)
Don't make me get in no trouble (with the, 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 f*ck nigga know better

I got a stick in this bitch
Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, hit (woo)
Hit, hit, hit, hit, skully
Hit, hit, hit, hit
Hit, hit, hit, 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 (let's go)
I got a- in this bitch, I got a- 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, hit (woo)
Hit, hit, hit, hit, skully
Hit, hit, hit, hit
Hit, hit, hit, hit

I got a stick in this bitch
Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, hit (woo)
Hit, hit, hit, hit, skully
Hit, hit, hit, hit
Hit, hit, hit, hit, skully