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    Dababy

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    feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again

    [(Cha-ching)

    Okay, let's go, nigga

    (Rocco did it again)

    Wait a minute, who are you? (Ayy, yo, K.i.d.)

    I make it jump like, like crack in the '80s

    Baby, these bitch ass niggas ain't crazy

    Broke ass, ASCAP go straight to my baby

    (Hold on, Lil Top, talk to 'em, nigga)

    And I'll make my bitch talk to me when we fuckin' (Talk back)

    Big rocks on my wrist, I bust it (Bling)

    Big Glock on my hip, I'm clutchin' (Let's go)

    Get lost on a bitch, ain't nothin'

    She say I look good, bitch, I been doin' pushups

    Play with Baby and Top, nigga, good luck

    My lil' daughter two, but got six figures put up

    Knock his head off his neck 'fore he look up

    Ten toes in they chest for a check, bitch, I stood up (What that mean?)

    I stood up on they neck for a check (Uh-huh)

    Now my head get 'em stressed, I'm a vet

    I get 300K for a show, bitch, I'm blessed

    Go to trippin' and buckin', them hoes get down

    I spray it, I don't go no handles (Bah, baow)

    We be pullin' up back to back, play, we gon' handle that

    I'ma walk in with Three and Montana

    Go to buckin', won't wait for to touch him

    He start it, you know he gon' get his shit canceled (Cancel his ass)

    Put that stick to your face, screamin' out 4KTrey

    From the north of Baton Rouge to Atlanta

    Talk out his top, put them bands on him, bitch (The fuck?)

    I be runnin' my city, the police don't like it

    They know we be steppin' on shit (Steppin' on shit)

    Put that blick on your brother, you feelin' some way

    Make him hot, tell him dig up the bitch (Dig up the bitch)

    Shoot two hundred, bet one, how you livin', lil' nigga?

    You know I be havin' this shit (Me too, lil' nigga)

    Paranoid every day, I be feelin' some way

    When you bring up the static and shit

    Switch the channel, we fixin' that static (Let's switch)

    Give a nigga a clip, he can have it

    Get to hittin' so quick, they think it's automatic (Boom, boom, let's go)

    Nigga gon' try to hide in the house

    Get his ass to come out, hit his bitch ass in traffic (Like boom)

    Made a song in ten minutes, went platinum

    Know we still with the shits, send a hit, we get active (Yeah)

    Mention YB and Baby, the game in the padlock (Yeah)

    My lil' bitch got that ass with no waist, pretty face

    A six pack, niggas think she got ass shots

    I hit her from the back 'til we pass out (Uh-huh)

    I Kurt Angle that ho, put her leg in the air, ankle lock

    Hold that bitch 'til she tap out (Bitch)

    Be one deep on your street with that strap out (One deep)

    Fuck a rapper, let's see what that rack 'bout

    Got a brand new pistol, nigga

    I make it jump like, like crack in the '80s

    Baby, these bitch ass niggas ain't crazy

    Broke ass, ASCAP go straight to my baby

    (Hold on, Lil Top, talk to 'em, nigga)

    And I'll make my bitch talk to me when we fuckin' (Talk back)

    Big rocks on my wrist, I bust it (Bling)

    Big Glock on my hip, I'm clutchin' (Let's go)

    Get lost on a bitch, ain't nothin'

    Mic check, one-two, check one, stretch two

    When it come to murder, you know how we do

    When I walk in this bitch, keep your hands to yourself

    It go down, shoot it up, spin again in a coupe (Bang, bang)

    When you come to my house, you see everything new

    You probably'll find a strap in every room

    I went bought me a Rollie on top of this Patek

    But, bitch, it ain't on, I'ma jump out with two

    Shorty say she on me, yeah

    We be on her ass soon as I walk in the room

    Nigga don't know me, yeah, we be on his ass

    Stalk him all through the day to the moon

    Street nigga, I don't never pick and choose

    I be totin' on somethin' make all them bitch niggas move (Pussy)

    Soon as we run down, we gon' dirt him

    You know it ain't certain, we never be leavin' no clues, nigga

    Hold on, I'm Lil Top, nigga, believe that

    I make it jump like, like crack in the '80s

    Baby, these bitch ass niggas ain't crazy

    Broke ass, ASCAP go straight to my baby

    (Hold on, Lil Top, talk to 'em, nigga)

    And I'll make my bitch talk to me when we fuckin' (Talk back)

    Big rocks on my wrist, I bust it (Bling)

    Big Glock on my hip, I'm clutchin' (Let's go)

    Get lost on a bitch, ain't nothin'

    I make it jump like I'm Giannis (Just honest)

    Tryna see how it feel from behind her (Let's go)

    Know that lil' bitch ain't shit, don't deserve to suck dick

    Make that bitch give me head with a condom (Uh-huh)

    Wanna gamble and crap out, let's get it

    We put racks on his motherfuckin' cap like a fitted (No cap)

    Baby pull up 2020, hop out like it's nothin'

    That lil' nigga stuntin', he shittin' (Vroom)

    I get high by myself in the skybox (Yeah)

    I came out the house, two F&N's for the day (Two)

    Why you bring 'em both out? Nigga, why not? (Why?)

    Let 'em go like a pro, let 'em try now (Let's try)

    I can't go like a ho, I'ma bond out (Bitch)

    Send my bro, up the score, let 'em find out (Up)

    Pick up my boo from school and we sign out (Mwah)

    Any ho that get rude gettin' timeout, talk to 'em, nigga

    I make it jump like, like crack in the '80s

    Baby, these bitch ass niggas ain't crazy

    Broke ass, ASCAP go straight to my baby

    (Hold on, Lil Top, talk to 'em, nigga)

    And I'll make my bitch talk to me when we fuckin' (Talk back)

    Big rocks on my wrist, I bust it (Bling)

    Big Glock on my hip, I'm clutchin' (Let's go)

    Get lost on a bitch, ain't nothin', bitch

    Blame it on Baby, nigga, yeah

    Blame it on motherfuckin' Baby, nigga, blame it on Baby, nigga

    Blame it on Baby

    Yeah, let's go