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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DaBaby
DaBaby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
Songwriter
Justus Stackhouse
Justus Stackhouse
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
J. Stacks
J. Stacks
Producer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jacob Bryant
Jacob Bryant
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Sam Valentine
Sam Valentine
Recording Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Demitrius Lewis II
Demitrius Lewis II
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, uh (That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby) I'ma let the beat build on this one (Get that baby off the street) Man, fuck all these niggas hatin' on me Yesterday, I fucked a waitress, I came outside with my plate, she was waitin' on me Bitch Uh (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh) Yeah, man, fuck all these niggas hatin' on me (yeah) Yesterday, I fucked a waitress, I came outside with my plate, she was waitin' on me And y'all ain't talkin' 'bout shit, she be tellin' me to smile when she ride my dick Young niggas goin' wild, keep beggin' for a hit He be sayin', "Don't argue, big bruh, put some paper on it" (go!) Niggas worryin' 'bout who greater, these niggas barely be makin' a play-in I'm in the playoffs, I brought ya bae in Hoe-ass niggas goin' out like the Lakers, haters Hatin' nigga, keep lookin', rookie I'm pullin' up like Booker, pussy Put that shit on my back like a throwback Play with me 'cause I rap, get a toe tag Yeah, nigga, I'm havin' more racks, this shit on the floor like a doormat Yeah, we gon' fuck on the floor, she gon' throw back Yeah, 'bout to pull out a wig, need some more tracks What I payed for the crib? Nigga, don't ask Just know that I own it, nigga Glock with a switch, out with ya bitch Fuck around me, be ready I'm tellin' you, I'm on it, nigga (It's Baby, they better be ready, I'm tellin' you) Man, fuck all these niggas hatin' on me (yeah) Yesterday, I fucked the waitress, I came outside with my plate, she was waitin' on me (Let's go) And y'all ain't talkin' 'bout shit, she be tellin' me to smile when she ride my dick Young niggas goin' wild, keep beggin' for a hit He be sayin', "Don't argue, big bro, put some paper on me" Y'all niggas better be ready for me You ain't gotta be scared, just be ready (bitch) DMX done played in Belly I got that heat out, I go Armageddon I ain't too rich to eat leftovers Just told my B'M' to heat up a plate of spaghetti I tried to back up the Maybach But it was too close to the Lambo', the shit didn't let me I got that fire in my right pocket I got that rod in my left pocket (I got it, hoo) I'm not no boy, I'm gon' step harder (yeah) Beat yo' lil' ass like yo' stepfather (go) I'm on the road, bitch, I'm way better (way) I fuck the same hoes as Floyd Mayweather (uh) I hop on the road and go make cheddar She ate on my pole 'cause I taste better Like mmm, mmm, mmm, nigga Man, fuck all these niggas hatin' on me (yeah) Yesterday, I fucked a waitress, I came outside with my plate, she was waitin' on me (let's go) And y'all ain't talkin' 'bout shit, she be tellin' me to smile when she ride my dick (yeah) Young nigga goin' wild, keep beggin' for a hit He be sayin', "Don't argue, big bruh, put some paper on it" Bitch, huh Fuck all these niggas hatin' on me Go
Writer(s): Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, Justus Stackhouse Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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