Baby (feat. Lil Baby & DaBaby)

Wheezy outta here

[Lil Baby]

Yeah, rest in peace to Bankroll‚ show 'em how to do it

Baby goin' crazy‚ he been gettin' straight to it

I done caught so many flights I end up fuckin' all the stewardesses

Catch me in Atlanta‚ no security with my jewelry

Found all them rings, my baby mama talkin' suin' me

'Nother bitch tellin' lies on the pussy like she screwin' me

Catch him down bad, that's his ass‚ nigga, you or me

SI diamonds on the chain, he ain't foolin' me

We was skippin' school on the train‚ duckin' truancy

My main partner turned into a rat, he talkin' 'bout Rod and me

I pray the judge give that boy a bond so I can pop him

We was in the hood, sellin' bags, shroom, trap exotic

Fucked around and tried to go and lease a helicopter

Baby really a problem, somebody gotta stop him

And the haters watchin' too hard, I think they got binoculars

Every nigga with me on go, it ain't no stoppin' us

Niggas actin' like they got the bag, I'm tryna stop it up

Do this for the bros down the road, gotta lock it up

All you gotta do is say it's smoke, then we're poppin' up

Baby got the streets on hold, he ain't drop yet

I've been goin' hard, it's gon' be hard for you to top that

I make it look easy, but this shit really a process

I'm really a millionaire, still in the projects

Baby puttin' on for the city

Baby, he the realest, Baby prolly got a couple million

Baby hang with four or five killers

Baby got children, Baby prolly still drug dealin'

Baby ain't a trapper, he a rapper

Baby makin' classics, Baby in the hood gettin' active

Baby keep it real with his people

Baby like a preacher, Baby prolly still sell reefer

[DaBaby]

Huh? Baby prolly still got them 'bows

I tell my bitch I'm faithful, but I still got the hoes

Baby gettin' jiggy, on stage with the Glizzy

Baby CEO, he shake the game like he Diddy

You would think it's Mardi Gras, I got these bitches showin' titties

And I ain't throwin' beads, I pull them bitches' weaves

I'm stallin' bitches out, if I'm a dog, then she a flea

And when I fuck her doggystyle the only time I'm on my knee

I barely wanna hit her, got her beggin': Baby, please

I tell a bitch to shut up, you 'bout to fuck my nut up

The label's CEO keep beggin' me to keep the gun up

They know, you play with Baby, Baby beat him, cut up

Private plane, Wi-Fi, on the FaceTime with Johnny

I told him ice my wrist up, I like to hold my fist up

How that boy DaBaby in the air not gettin' his dick sucked?

Why he keep the fire and throw them fours in every picture?

'Cause nigga

[Lil Baby]

Baby puttin' on for the city

Baby, he the realest, Baby prolly got a couple million

Baby hang with four or five killers

Baby got children, Baby prolly still drug dealin

Baby ain't a trapper, he a rapper

Baby makin' classics, Baby in the hood gettin' active

Baby keep it real with his people

Baby like a preacher, Baby prolly still sell reefer