Taking It Out – DaBaby – letras

I’m thinkin’ ’bout takin’ it out (For what?)It’s hard to pop shit with my grill in (Ha)I can’t let it fuck up my flowLet these lil’ niggas run up the score and I still win (Ha)I swear I’m that nigga without it (Let’s go)He touch me, he gon’ die on the sceneI’ma pay me a lawyer and sit in the county (Yeah)You ain’t built how I’m built, they ain’t seen what I seenI don’t want none of these niggas around me (Nuh-uh)Ain’t a nigga alive can take credit from meI was already lit when they found me (Nah)Any niggas just bluffin’, ain’t nobody touched meSo I know these niggas ain’t ’bout itYou ain’t slap ’em when you heard that boy talkin’ downYou must feel the same way that he doAnd you know we gon’ check it, I ain’t really trippin’Can’t wait ’til the day that I see you (On gang)You fuck niggas glass, see-through (Ha)Know I’m on they ass, Evisu (Yeah)All my jewelry’s splash, seafood (Ha)Say he got a bag, me too (Nigga)Shout out my Bm, that’s Mimi (Mimi)We been low, like four hundred rounds (Four deep)It’s just me and Ridada and Tiji (On gang)I got my jewelry from Johnny (It’s a movie)Turn on that motherfuckin’ Tv (Ice)Everyone, turn off your lightsI bet you still motherfuckin’ see me (Yeah)You know it’s a light show (Ha)You knowin’ that, huhYou know I got it everywhere that I goReally out my mindCome playin’ with me, you gon’ die slow (Ayy, ayy)They think I’m a psycho (Ha)Like my money blue, y’all niggas greenI do this with my eyes closedPut me in a room, four hundred niggasGimme a blindfold’Cause you niggas ain’t ’bout that (Bitch)Lemme see where that mouth failWhen I pull out that eyeI bet you niggas no won’t get that clout backAnd if I wasn’t rich and already litI’d pull up where your house atBitch, you know that I’m great and everything’s straightTook a loss and I bounced backYou will never hear diss, I ain’t gon’ say shitI ain’t finna talk back (Ha)I’m thinkin’ ’bout takin’ it outIt’s hard to pop shit with my grill inI can’t let it fuck up my flowLet these lil’ niggas run up the score and I still winI swear I’m that nigga without itHe touch me, he gon’ die on the sceneI’ma pay me a lawyer and sit in the county (Okay)You ain’t built how I’m built, they ain’t seen what I seenI don’t want none of these niggas around me, niggaHuh (Bitch ass nigga)I’m the best motherfuckin’ rapper, manFuck with this chop, realest nigga aliveReal nigga, rock star(Nigga, quit playin’ with me, I’m too raw for you)YeahBaby Jesus Aka motherfuckin’ Baby now(Too motherfuckin’ raw for this shit)And we ain’t worried ’bout shit, niggaWe ain’t worried about shit, nigga(It’s too late now, nigga)Fuck what you talkin’ ’bout, niggaI’m in there now, nigga(Ayy)We in there(Ayy)We in thereThat ain’t the baby, that’s my baby