XXL – DaBaby – letras

(I got 20 on my beat)Everybody know my name ringing bellsringing bells like the hallwayI ain’t gotta cap in no muhfuckin’ rapI’ll whip out and air it out broad dayI got in with that stick and I’m with thatBreak a nigga in half like a kit-katI’ve been tryna be positive, mamaThey ain’t fucking with Jonathan, mama (Nope)Who you know put they muhfuckin’ selfon the map and now they don’t owe nobody shit? (Me)I send one of my lil’ niggas come take you offyou get laid on the floor by a jitGot pulled over with 55K in my pocket, the policethey know I’m legitThe police they know I got sticksthey be worried about meThey know I’m a cliqueThese niggas they know I’m a dog, I ain’t worried about em’I know he a bitchThe next nigga that come play with meI’ma send him to go ask Tupac for a pic (Bitch)They say I’m the hottest new niggago check the thermometerthat nigga sick (Hot)Nigga must have a fever or somethingHeard he was born up in Cleveland or somethingLet me give you a history lessonwe moved back to Charlotte 1999 (Okay)I ain’t saying that none of that matters’Cause if somebody touch methen somebody dying (No cap)Why he talking so calm when he say that?How he make em’ rewind and replay that?Who you know get a fade once a weekand they tryna get wavesFuck a muhfuckin’ wave capEvery time that the DJ play ‘Suge’ niggasthrow up they arms like a muhfuckin’ race trackEvery time that my baby girl see meshe run and say daddyI love when she say thatEvery time I hit one of my moves all the bitches go crazyThey like how I do thatI keep one in the headIf I don’t let off first, I’ma dive to the side when I shoot backYeah I’m coming like Blade in this bitchFuck around and walk down in a trench coatThey gon’ have to put me with the greatsWanna fuck with me? She gotta wait (Bitch)One the yacht with me, me, and the kid (It’s four of us)We on the sea eating steak (Yup)I won’t go back and forth with a shrimpYou going out sad about a hoe, I’m a pimpHe keep bumping his muhfuckin’ gumsWe gone put his ass up like a muhfuckin’ blimp (Bitch)Like to talk on the pillow with hoesthat’s gone get em’ exposedHe a muhfuckin’ simpYou know he got that thang on em’ babyQuit asking him why that boy walk with a limpI don’t care bout this muhfuckin’ chainBut I still buss yo muhfuckin’ brainJust got head on a muhfuckin’ planeAin’t no cap in my rap, I’m the truthEnd up fucking this hoe from the backI knew her for a day, she on go, she the swoopAnd these niggas ain’t living like thatWhy he talking so gangsta?Yo bro, he a flukeThey know Baby gone blow, he a fluteThey know Baby gone blow, he the bombThey know Baby was just in Miami, now he in LANigga think he LebronThey know Baby go Baby on BabyBut five years ago, nigga say he was JonI touched down at the front of the planeAnd the driver come pick up my Louis Vuitton (Dumb fast)While he drive me around I be blowing out pressureI’m chilling back seat with the ironBitch