Goin’ Baby – DaBaby – letras

Oh lord, Jetson made another oneHahi’m going baby on baby (Uh-huh)That nigga bitch, he think he a gangsterHe probably still slanging 380 (Ha)Probably told you I’m lit, come get you a sniffI’m pure like cocaine in the ’80sPull up rocking all white like I’m Gotti (Ha)Put ’em up like a kite if he try me (Yuh)Got ’em watching, my life is excitingJust Facetimed my daughterShe laughing and smiling (Mwa)Still got shit on my plate from November (Uh-huh)A few open cases, they pendin’ (Damn)Fuck around, think I’m signed to Cash Money (I)Pull up with a Drac’ and a sprinter (I)Give a fuck how you think, how you feelin’ (I)Could show you how to make a few million (I’m)So full of myselfsay I’m cocky (Yup)Ask the bitch if she copy, she copy (Okurr)I go straight through the door with my Glocky (Uh, uh)Niggas ain’t really poppingwe popping (Yeah)Put the billion with baby, that business (Damn)Play with me, put his name on a t-shirt (A tee)Tell your boyfriend to go do his research (Uh-huh)She suck my dick every daySay her knees hurt (Hey, hmm)I’m going baby on baby (Uh-huh)That nigga bitch, he think he a gangsterHe probably still slanging 380 (Ha)Probably told you I’m lit, come get you a sniffI’m pure like cocaine in the ’80sPull up rocking all white like I’m Gotti (Ha)Put ’em up like a kite if he try me (Yuh)Got ’em watching my life is exciting (Hmm)I’m going baby on baby (Uh-huh)That nigga bitch, he think he a gangsterHe probably still slanging 380 (Ha)Probably told you I’m lit, come get you a sniffI’m pure like cocaine in the ’80sYour bitch on my dick, she a junkie (Uhh)I don’t got no time (No, no)Every day all I do is get moneyThey tryna tell me I’m a bad influenceTalking bad about everything I do, uhDunk on nigga like I’m Patrick EwingI can’t beat ’em up bet I’ma shoot ’em (Boom)Your bitch is a dog, she got rabies (Brr, ruff)I’m out doing showsState-to-state chasing paper (Uh)I just closed a deal for an M(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)Now I’m out on a lake like a motherfuckin’ LakerThey left when I needed ’em, fucked up my feelingsIt filled up my heart full of hatred (Uh, huh, huh)Held it down on my ownI proved everyone wrong every day (Ayy, ayy)God is great, it’s amazin’ (Ayy)I’m going baby on baby (Uh-huh)That nigga bitch, he think he a gangsterHe probably still slanging 380 (Ha)Probably told you I’m lit, come get you a sniffI’m pure like cocaine in the ’80sPull up rocking all white like I’m Gotti (Ha)Put ’em up like a kite if he try me (Yuh, huh)Got ’em watching, my life is exciting (Hmm)I’m going baby on baby (Uh-huh)That nigga bitch, he think he a gangsterHe probably still slanging 380 (Ha)Probably told you I’m lit, come get you a sniffI’m pure like cocaine in the ’80sBitchThat ain’t the baby, that’s my baby

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