Released: July 8, 2019
Songwriter: DaBaby
Look, shit, I can't name a nigga flow like I flow
Get it out the mud like I did
Told you out the door what I'm on
You probably wouldn't be fuckin' with Baby if you know what I know
I get behind her and she shake it, that's my baby
Got this bitch that's from Atlanta, but I met her out in Macon
Walkin' out the radio, I got some head outside the station
Ayy, bitch, let me hear some baby, hoes go crazy when they play it
And I'm the best new fuckin' rapper, ain't gotta say it, they gon' say it
I'm always strapped up with that fye, that's where you play, that's where you lay at
Bitch, go stream my fuckin' album wherever the fuck they got my tape at
Stomach on her forehead, head between my legs, that's where her face at
Told me put her on the camera so later on she can watch the playback
Fuckin' with my people, we be at your door like a fucking place mat
Thuggin' like it's legal, ridin' round with sticks like we some Arabs
Hoppin' off the fuckin' plane with 50 thousand and some Air Max
My bitch just picked me up, she lookin' good, she got her hair back
Ridin' through another nigga hood, they look, I stare back
Have you plugged up to machines fuckin' with me, gon' need a care pack
Know this shit's so fuckin' loud, I know they smell it, they think I sell that
Brought the scat pack, put it up, finna pull back up, go get the Hellcat
Vroom, nigga
And I can't name a nigga flow like I flow
Get it out the mud like I did
Told you out the door what I'm on
You probably wouldn't be fuckin' with Baby if you know what I know
I get behind her and she shake it, that my baby, nigga
Bitch
Get it out the mud like I did
Told you out the door what I'm on
You probably wouldn't be fuckin' with Baby if you know what I know
I get behind her and she shake it, that's my baby
Got this bitch that's from Atlanta, but I met her out in Macon
Walkin' out the radio, I got some head outside the station
Ayy, bitch, let me hear some baby, hoes go crazy when they play it
And I'm the best new fuckin' rapper, ain't gotta say it, they gon' say it
I'm always strapped up with that fye, that's where you play, that's where you lay at
Bitch, go stream my fuckin' album wherever the fuck they got my tape at
Stomach on her forehead, head between my legs, that's where her face at
Told me put her on the camera so later on she can watch the playback
Fuckin' with my people, we be at your door like a fucking place mat
Thuggin' like it's legal, ridin' round with sticks like we some Arabs
Hoppin' off the fuckin' plane with 50 thousand and some Air Max
My bitch just picked me up, she lookin' good, she got her hair back
Ridin' through another nigga hood, they look, I stare back
Have you plugged up to machines fuckin' with me, gon' need a care pack
Know this shit's so fuckin' loud, I know they smell it, they think I sell that
Brought the scat pack, put it up, finna pull back up, go get the Hellcat
Vroom, nigga
And I can't name a nigga flow like I flow
Get it out the mud like I did
Told you out the door what I'm on
You probably wouldn't be fuckin' with Baby if you know what I know
I get behind her and she shake it, that my baby, nigga
Bitch
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