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PERFORMING ARTISTS
DaBaby
DaBaby
Vocals
Nils Noehden
Nils Noehden
Programming
Wheezy
Wheezy
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
Songwriter
Wesley Glass
Wesley Glass
Songwriter
Nils Noehden
Nils Noehden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wheezy
Wheezy
Producer
Christopher "Coach Brodie" West
Christopher "Coach Brodie" West
Mixing Engineer
DJ Kid
DJ Kid
Recording Engineer
Glenn A Tabor III
Glenn A Tabor III
Mastering Engineer
Nils Noehden
Nils Noehden
Producer

Lyrics

Baby (Wheezy outta here) Let's go My uncles taught a nigga how to hustle My mama taught me how to use a rubber I was six years old tryna sell a nigga candy All I knew was how to get the money (let's go) I done broke a lot of records in a year now Grammy nominated nigga, bitch, it's lit now I was tryna tell 'em I was special as a jit I still'll open fire on a nigga Make him get down (get down, get down) Yeah, bitch, you ain't seen a nigga do it like Baby (uh-uh) Big chain and I'm solo in this bitch Glock four-five, AP and four bracelets (let's go) I just spent three million on the crib (three Ms) And I don't even be there, I just did it for my baby (no cap) You prolly never met a nigga like me Really 'bout whatever, from the bottom like the base with the ball You might have a point but I ain't finna argue with you Won't go back and forth or be to shoutin' I'm in the studio, I got my daughter with me in a Fendi Dress, she rockin' diamonds (from Johnny) Light show, nigga (let's go) Heat me up, I got my ice on, nigga I be signin' million-dollar deals with my Fingertips on eSign on my fuckin' iPhone, nigga I'm the nigga, let me talk about it (Wheezy outta here) My uncles taught a nigga how to hustle My mama taught me how to use a rubber I was six years old tryna sell a nigga candy All I knew was how to get the money (let's go) I done broke a lot of records in a year now Grammy nominated nigga, bitch, it's lit now I was tryna tell 'em I was special as a jit I still'll open fire on a nigga, make him get down (no cap) My uncles taught a nigga how to hustle My mama taught me how to use a rubber I was six years old tryna sell a nigga candy All I knew was how to get the money (let's go) I done broke a lot of records in a year now Grammy nominated nigga, bitch, it's lit now I was tryna tell 'em I was special as a jit I still'll open fire on a nigga Make him get down (get down, get down) Court dates for the New Year (2020) Twenty on the Louis, twenty-seven thousand for a jet I never boarded Everybody in the county treat a nigga like the truth (truth) Lock the jail down every time a nigga move (lockdown) In a dirty-ass cell, doin' push-ups, eatin' soup The media believin' 'em, they wanna see me go back Rich nigga can't rob a broke nigga and you know that Locked a nigga up in South Florida like he Kodak A quarter million dollars in my motherfuckin' tote bag They think I like to fight until a nigga get a toe tag (boom) Hang his jersey up, his shit a throwback (throwback) Police ain't know me, they don't wanna see me bubble Pretty-ass smile like my motherfuckin' mother All the nigga know is hustle, multi-million dollar nigga Got to stay up out of trouble, I'm the realest nigga in it Let me talk about it (Wheezy outta here) My uncles taught a nigga how to hustle My mama taught me how to use a rubber I was six years old tryna sell a nigga candy All I knew was how to get the money (let's go) I done broke a lot of records in a year now Grammy nominated nigga, bitch, it's lit now I was tryna tell 'em I was special as a jit I still'll open fire on a nigga Make him get down (get down, get down) My uncles taught a nigga how to hustle My mama taught me how to use a rubber I was six years old tryna sell a nigga candy All I knew was how to get the money (let's go) I done broke a lot of records in a year now Grammy nominated nigga, bitch, it's lit now I was tryna tell 'em I was special as a jit I still'll open fire on a nigga Make him get down (get down, get down)
Writer(s): Wesley Tyler Glass, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, Nils Noehden Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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