First Day Out
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
These internet niggas so aggressive fuck it
Go and get your thermometer, nigga
Ain't no one hotter, my nigga
Shout out to cancer, yeah, you
Couldn't kill my mama, my nigga
Why he go put the diaper on?
'Cause that lil' nigga shitted
The same nigga that took my bitch
He can't believe he did it
The same mouth he hating with
He kiss his bitch with
And that's the same set of lips
She sucked my dick with
Niggas crying on the internet
Having bitch fit's
And I just sold six pounds at the QuikTrip
Every time I get some show
Money, I thank God, nigga
'Cause all I ever did was
Sell weed and rob niggas
And I ain't doing shit for free
I gotta charge niggas
Hope when those haters hating they ain't
Got they broad with em
Yeah, I see they hating, ignore
Go fuck their bitch in my Jordans
Give my baby momma the phone
And be like, "Baby, record it"
And all you rapping ass niggas
I'ma give you a warning
When you see me it ain't no
Talking I'm just upping the forty
So all you talking ass niggas gon' talk nigga
'Cause I don't talk to lil' niggas
I'm a boss nigga
This lifestyle that I'm living
Yeah, it cost, nigga
We robbing all the rappers if I take a loss
Nigga these niggas pillow talking 'bout me
Never did shit
I got a diaper on, nigga, and I'm still lit
What they gon' do about me
I'm too much to deal with
Who you know that could put a pamper
On and talk some real shit
And if a girl want it
Then I could give her some real dick
You round talking crazy 'bout a
Nigga and it still hit
I pulled it out and put it on her face
I nutted real quick
And every time I come around she
Act like she ain't did shit
I bet you when he found out what
I did he gon' be real sick
My nigga say you got him under
Pressure hit the kill switch
Okay, well, nigga
Get up out my way and let me kill shit
They tried to give me ten years
I took probation real quick
(That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby)
I used to like them boujee hoes
But now I got a real bitch
No she ain't that thick but when we
Fuck feel like she real thick
Yeah, I sent then to yo door, yeah
I'm rocking all my shows
Yeah, I beat a nigga up and
Slap a nigga like a ho
I ain't really with the talking
And yo baby momma know
Yeah, I'm kicking bitches out if
She ain't fucking gotta go
Stuff them pounds in a rental car
Pull up at the store
Made a jug for twenty thousand 'fore
I pulled up at the show
Been did a song with Boosie
Just did a song with Gotti
Real nigga recognize real and
All my niggas solid
I just logged in on Facebook
And niggas talking rowdy
Pull up on me with that bullshit
I bet I catch a body
My niggas begging me to get him
I'm like, "Fuck it, bro, i got him"
Last nigga ran up on me, ask the police
Yeah I shot him
Yeah, a nigga on the billboard
Yeah I'm on the radio
Record labels begging for me, still
Won't let you play me, though
Sliding through the city
I just pulled up with yo favorite ho
Had to cut yo girl off
She turned into a crazy ho
Yeah I'm on that bullshit, yeah
I keep a full clip
First nigga try me I'ma send
Him to the pulpit, nigga