Off The Rip – DaBaby – letras

Straight off the rip, you know I don’t wait for the drop (Off the rip)I go out to eat with my kids and my mamaYou know I ain’t datin’ no thot (Okay, let’s go) Believe what you see, niggaI can’t name a rapper that’s out here andBreathin’ that’s fuckin’ with me, nigga (Uh, uh)I’m takin’ they hoes, ForcesAdidas pants and a tee, nigga (What the fuck?)They like how? That don’t even matchOkay, hold on, take my phone, babyLet’s goI’m just a lil’ nigga fromCharlotte, the biggest new artist (The four)They wanna see me up the roadBut my lawyer a fool with dismissin’ the charges (Hah)You know Bdb EntWe gon’ pull up Infinitis, Challengers, Chargers (Okay)And no, we don’t gotta get money with youBitch, we gon’ get money regardless (Huh)I’ma let you do all of the talkin’Don’t get me started, you know I’ma stop it (Go ‘head and talk)And I don’t got a cent for a hoShe bringin’ up money, I’m changin’ the topic (Huh, huh)She need to be talkin’ ’bout suckin’ some dickI nut in her mouth and she gargle (Ew, ew)If she spit out that rich nigga shit withoutSwallowin’, me and her havin’ some problems (Bitch)We havin’ revolvers strictly for murder andPlenty of pistols and choppers (Clack, clack)Ayy, when you gon’ stop?Whenever the fat lady sing, I don’t listen to opera (Ooh, ooh)You know how I give it upFuck around, fucked up my hand, beat a nigga upPull off on a nigga like vroomHe don’t got a car, he still catchin’ the city bus (Hah)His baby mama unemployedSo she in the club with her ass and her titties out (Uh, uh, uh, uh)And we done robbed so many plugsYou better check and go ask what my city ’boutHad to slide the nigga bitch a dubWanted to fuck me but I only hit her mouth (No cap)Take the palm of my hand, slap me a niggaGot somethin’ to say, make ’em spit it outYou knowin’ ’bout BabyAll the shit that nigga rappin’ ’bout, that nigga really ’boutAnd no, I ain’t takin’ advice from a niggaI’m cool on that, I got it figured outThese niggas be cryin’ ’bout petty shitI can’t relate because I took a bigger lossAnd these niggas know I been a bossEver since Rick Ross was the biggest boss (Yeah, yeah)Got diamonds all over my teethI been eatin’ chicken, I need me some dental flossHold my watch in the airIt’s no longer hot, you can go turn the condition offI’m hittin’ this ho on the lowShe fuck with me hard, she say that her nigga soft (Huh)Why you talkin’ so low?’Cause if a nigga find out and he try me, I’m knockin’ a nigga offI’m ridin’ past 12, flyin’ through fast as hell, flickin’ a nigga off (Vroom, vroom)I’m revin’ the gas, burnin’ out on niggas’ ass, I’m showin’ my engine off (Hah)HahahaAnd that’s just how the fuck I get down, man, you know I just be playin’ sometimesLike right now, like, I’m just fuckin’ ’round, you knowMe and kid, you know, we up in the penthouse, you know, kickin’ shitAnd, uh, I’m still the best rapperStraight off the rip, you know I don’t wait for the drop (Off the rip)I go out to eat with my kids and my mama, you know I ain’t datin’ no thot (Okay, let’s go)Believe what you see, niggaI can’t name a rapper that’s out here and breathin’ that’s fuckin’ with me, nigga