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    Dababy

    Blame In On Baby Lyrics

    I'm like, "Fuck it, let the beat build nigga"

    I do my own thing, ain’t worry 'bout how he feel nigga, let's go

    Special Ed, yeah, I’m a re-re nigga

    Can I get a re? (Ahem) Yeah, a refill, nigga

    Ya favorite rapper say he fuckin' with Baby, somebody lied

    Play with ya kids, 'cause the last nigga played me, somebody died (Yeah, yeah)

    Playin' both sides, go play the victim, oh, now they cryin'

    I water park when I slip in my baby, she let me slide

    Chocolate-ass nigga (Yeah), real nigga rockstar

    Platinum sellin' popstar, poppin'-ass nigga (Pop)

    My bitch is like a Barbie, woo like I'm Pop Smoke

    I lift up one leg when she drop that ass, nigga (Drop)

    Shade Room, baby (Shade), shade who?

    Everybody blame you, you ballin’ like you Babe Ruth, baby (Huh)

    Blame it on Baby, I let the beat build (Wait a minute, who are you?)

    Okay K.i.D, drop the beat and watch me take it home, baby (Let’s go)

    I get chicken, no tender

    Fine lil' bitches on Twitter

    Denyin’ all these hoes on Insta

    Brand new drip

    I wear it one time like a nigga can't fit it

    Blame it on Baby, a greasy lil' nigga (Grease)

    ​iPhone ringin', who is it? (Brr)

    Probably some lil’ nigga bitch

    He fuck with my old ho

    And he think he hurtin' my feelings, I already hit (Haa), psych

    He must ain't heard about Baby

    He must not know about John John

    I heard they shut down the airport

    Hopped on a jet to LA, bitch, I'm ballin' like Bron-Bron

    BDB, we gon' cut up regardless

    I know I'm on top, I'm a target

    My young nigga ballin' like Giannis

    You play, we gon' pull up and shoot

    Top floor of the penthouse, biggest one still in Charlotte (Let's go)

    I know these hoes gon' creep

    I'll never be a fool and think that she me

    I'm the type to let a ho do what she want

    I'm the type of let a bitch do what she please (Please)

    I ain't breakin' bread, I'm cheap

    Nine out of ten of these niggas naive

    Lame-ass nigga, might as well be a rat

    Lettin' all these hoes run away with yo' cheese, please (Slow down, slow down)

    I'm startin' to think that y'all the police, nigga

    You know that shit just see on IG, you don't know me, nigga, let's go

    You crossed the line, gon' have to show me nigga

    They be like "Why you switched the beat​?" Because my flow neat, nigga

    "I thought he couldn't switch the flow, how the hell he switchin' the beat up?“

    They don't know who they fuckin' with, do this shit with my feet up

    Yawning on these niggas, sit back, go to sleep

    I get woke by a lil freak, with my dick in her mouth, she eat up

    300K in cash, probably still'll pull out a Visa

    Ain't goin' on a date, tell a bitch to order a pizza

    Gon' end up eatin' Domino's, I can't even lie

    I'm a player, I had all kind of hoes way before the designer clothes

    I put on a sweatsuit and leave with ya ho

    A whole arena full of people to see me at the show, you know?

    I rock the show and I lay low with my freak

    It ain't too many rappers that can fuck with me, and she know, let's go

    I know these hoes gon' creep

    I'll never be a fool and think that she me

    I'm the type of let a ho do what she want

    I'm the type of let a bitch do what she please (Please)

    I ain't breakin' bread, I'm cheap

    Nine out of ten of these niggas naive

    Lame-ass nigga, might as well be a rat

    Lettin' all these hoes run away with yo' cheese, please