Blame it on Baby, nigga, yeah Hold on, I'm Lil Top, nigga, believe that Let's go [Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] Twelve hundred horsepower, I get lost in the wind We be pullin' up back to back, play, we gon' handle that This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock (Woo) They probably told you I'm scared, but I'm ready, though (No) Baby also describes his sexual endeavors and haters. You better let me go the day you need me (Woo) Street nigga, I don't never pick and choose Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar? You better let me go the day you need me (Woo)
Got a brand new pistol, nigga I thought I was faithful, she say I'm a cheater (We talkin' 'bout practice?) If I had to choose it, murder what she wrote, [DaBaby:] Lyrics to 'Baby Sitter' by DaBaby. I hit her from the back 'til we pass out (Uh-huh) Burn a nigga like a [?] Call my bluff and Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car My daughter a G, she saw me kill a nigga in front of her before the age of two You better let me go the day you need me (Woo) And if I ain't enough, go get the chop, It's safe to say I earned it, ain't a nigga gave me nothin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Tommy Hilfiger 'fits with the shit coming up (Go) I'm a real nigga, I don't be giving a fuck (Shh)
Dababy, Tory Lanez, & Lil Wayne - LYRICS; BET Awards: DaBaby - "Rockstar" feat. I told you don't play with me, nigga 'Cause now when they talk to me, they paying me, nigga (Shut up) Know that lil' bitch ain't shit, don't deserve to suck dick Dababy, Tory Lanez, & Lil Wayne - LYRICS, BET Awards: DaBaby - "Rockstar" feat. How you pull up, Baby? My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (Woo) Pick my boo up from school and we sign out (Mwah) But, bitch, it ain't on, I'ma jump out with two Woo, woo I told her don't know what that is (Uh-uh) When it come to murder, you know how we do (Ayy, yo, K.i.D.) [Outro: DaBaby] The packs out the back We havin' the bags of gas and they movin' fast (Fast) Fuck all them niggas and You gotta pay me 'fore I go They thought I was taken, I'm ready to mingle
You better let me go the day you need me (Woo) “PRACTICE” features DaBaby boasting his popularity on a drum-heavy beat. The fuck is you saying, lil' nigga? Keep back to back crawlin' in (Skrrt) (Marii Beatz, turn me up) Don't tell her what car I'm in (No) Any ho that get rude gettin' timeout, talk to 'em, nigga I'm really the baby, she know that her youngest son was always guaranteed to get the money (Okay, let's go) A picture (Why? He wanna be just like Baby for real How you pull up? A gnat, gnat, gnat, gnat (Gnat) We would run into each other, you know? My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (Woo) I just did a show and pulled And I'll kill another nigga too
(Why?) Get lost on a bitch, ain't nothin' That lil' nigga stuntin', he shittin' (Vroom) DaBaby and Roddy draw hip-hop’s popular parallel between their life and that of rockstars, substituting a rocker’s typical guitar for a firearm. XXL Lyrics: I got 20 on my beat / Everybody know my name ringin' bells / Ringin' bells like the hallway (Uh-huh) / I ain't gotta cap in no mothafuckin' rap / I'll whip out and air it out broad Goin' for buckets, I bought a chopper We spin his block, got the rebound, Dennis Rodman She on batch,