歌手:DaBaby
专辑:《BLAME IT ON BABY》

作词 : Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Kentrell DeSean Gaulden/Dejuane Dunwood/A Boogie Wit da Hoodie
作曲 : Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Kentrell DeSean Gaulden/Dejuane Dunwood/A Boogie Wit da Hoodie
(Cha-cing)
Okay, let's go *****
(Rocco did it again)
(Wait a minute, who are you?)
(Ayy yo Kid)
I make it jump like, like crack in the 80s
Baby, these ***** ass *****s ain't crazy
Broke ass, ASCAP go straight to my baby
(Hold on, Lil' Top, talk to 'em *****)
And I make my ***** talk to me when we ****in' (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 *****, ain't nothin'
She say I look good, *****, I been doin' pushups
Play with Baby and Top, *****, good luck
My lil' daughter two, but got six figures put up
Knock his head off his neck before he look up
Ten toes in they chest for a check
*****, 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, *****, I'm blessed
Go to trippin' and go tell them hoes get down
I spray it, I don't go no hammers (Boom, bow)
We be pullin' up back to back, play, we gon' handle that
I'ma work 'em with Three and Montana
Go to buck and won't wait 'fore it to touch 'em
He started, you know he gon' get his shit cancelled (Cancelled)
Put that stick to yo' face, screamin' out 4K Trey
From the north of Baton Rouge to Atlanta (Brrt, brrt)
Talk out his shit top, put them bands on a *****
I be runnin' my city, the police don't like it
'Cause they know we be steppin' on shit (Steppin' on shit)
Put that blick on ya brother, you feelin' someway
Make him hot, tell 'em dig up the ***** (Dig up the *****)
Since you want it bad, how you livin' lil' *****?
You know I be havin' this shit (Shoot a lil' *****)
Paranoid every day, I be feelin' someway
When you bring up the static and shit
Switched the channel, we fixin' that static (It's switched)
Give a ***** a clip, he can have it (He get it)
Get to hittin' so quick, they think it's automatic (Boom, boom)
***** gon' try to hide in the house
Get his ass to come out, hit his ***** 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 or Baby, the game in the padlock (Yeah)
My lil' ***** got that ass with no waist, pretty face, a six pack (Mmm)
*****s 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 ***** 'til she tap out (*****)
Be on deep on ya street with that strap out (One deep)
**** a rapper, let's see what the rap 'bout
Got a brand new pistol, *****
I make it jump like, like crack in the 80s
Baby, these ***** ass *****s ain't crazy
Broke ass, ASCAP go straight to my baby
(Hold on, Lil' Top, talk to 'em *****)
And I make my ***** talk to me when we ****in' (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 *****, ain't nothin'
Mic check 1-2, check one, stretch two
When it come to murder, you know how we do
When I walk in the *****, keep your hands to yourself
It go down, shoot it up, spin again in the coupe (Bang, bang)
When you come to my house, you see everything new
You prolly will find a strap in every room
I went bought me a Rollie on top of his Patek
But, *****, 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
***** don't know me, yeah, we be on his ass
Stalk him out through the day to the moon
Street *****, I don't never pick and choose
I be totin' on somethin', eight thousand, them ***** ***** move
Soon as we run down , we gon' dead 'em
You know that it's certain, we never be leavin' no clues *****
Hold on, we'll tell 'em *****, believe that
I make it jump like, like crack in the 80s
Baby, these ***** ass *****s ain't crazy
Broke ass, ASCAP go straight to my baby
(Hold on, Lil' Top, talk to 'em *****)
And I make my ***** talk to me when we ****in' (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 *****, ain't nothin'
I make it jump like I'm Giannis (Disani)
Tryna see how it feel from behind her (Let's go)
Know lil' ***** ain't shit, don't deserve to suck ****
Make that ***** give me head with a condom (Uh-huh)
Wanna gamble and crap out, let's get it
We put racks on his mother****in' cap like a fitted (No cap)
Baby, pull up 2020, hop out like it's nothin'
That lil' ***** stuntin', he shittin' (Grr)
I get high by myself in the sky box (Yeah)
I came out the house, two F&N's for the day (Two)
Let 'em go like a pro, let 'em try now (Let's try)
I can't go like a ho, I'ma bond out (*****)
Send my bro, up the score, let 'em find out (Uh)
Pick up my boo from school and we sign out (Mwah)
Any ho that get rude, gettin' time out, talk to 'em *****
I make it jump like, like crack in the 80s
Baby, these ***** ass *****s ain't crazy
Broke ass, ASCAP go straight to my baby
(Hold on, Lil' Top, talk to 'em *****)
And I make my ***** talk to me when we ****in' (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 *****, ain't nothin'
Blame it on baby, *****
Blame it on mother****in' baby, *****
Blame it on baby, blame it on baby
Yeah, let's go