[00:00.00] 作词 : Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Rodrick Wayne Moore, Jr./Ross Joseph Portaro IV
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Rodrick Wayne Moore, Jr./Ross Joseph Portaro IV
[00:02.69] Woo, woo
[00:07.92] I pull up, like
[00:11.32] How you pull up Baby? How you pull up? (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
[00:16.06] How you pull up? I pull up (Woo, woo)
[00:20.01] Seth in the kitchen (Seth in the kitchen)
[00:21.37] Let's go
[00:23.08]DaBaby, Roddy Ricch - Brand new Lamborghini, **** a cop car
[00:25.43] Whip the pistol off my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[00:28.16]Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[00:30.96]This ain't no guitar shit, this a Glock (Woo)
[00:33.49] My Glock told me, "The problem is gon' squee-squeeze" (Woo)
[00:36.49] Baby let me go the day you need me (Woo)
[00:38.80]B***h, she hooked me on that shit and get to bussin'
[00:41.26] And if I ain't enough go get the chop
[00:43.82]It safe to say I earned it, ain't a nigga gave me nothin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[00:46.19]I'm ready to hop out on a b***h, get to bussin'
[00:48.90] Know you heard me say, "You play, you lay"
[00:50.46] Don't make me push the button
[00:51.54]DaBaby, Roddy Ricch - Full of pain, dropped enough tears to fill up a ****in' bucket
[00:53.64] Goin' for buckets, I bought a choppa
[00:55.32] I got a big drum to hold a hunnid, goin' for nothin'
[00:57.31]I'm ready to air it out on all these b*****s, I can see 'em runnin'
[00:59.26] Just talked to my momma
[01:00.02] She hit me on FaceTime just to check up on me and my brother
[01:01.78] I'm really the baby
[01:02.61] She know that her youngest son was always guaranteed to get the money (Okay, let's go)
[01:05.06] She know that her baby boy was always guaranteed to get the loot
[01:07.37]She know what I do, she know before I run from a b***h I'ma pull it out and shoot (Boom)
[01:09.95] PTSD, I'm always waking' up in cold sweats like I got the flu
[01:12.63]My daughter a G, she saw me kill a b***h in front of her before the age of two
[01:15.13]And I'll kill another b***h too
[01:17.37]Before I let another b***h do somethin' to you
[01:21.14] As long as you know that, don't let nobody tell you different
[01:22.71] Daddy, love you (Yeah, yeah)
[01:24.65] Let's go
[01:26.60]DaBaby, Roddy Ricch - Brand new Lamborghini, **** a cop car
[01:29.39] Whip the pistol off my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[01:31.98]Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[01:34.67]This ain't no guitar shit, this a Glock (Woo)
[01:37.23] My Glock told me, "The problem is gon' squee-squeeze" (Woo)
[01:40.03] Baby let me go the day you need me (Woo)
[01:42.86]B***h, she hooked me on that shit and get to bussin' (Ooh, yeah)
[01:45.02] And if I ain't enough go get the chop (Yeah, yeah)
[01:47.74] Keep a Glock in when I ride in the Suburban
[01:51.00]'Cause the c*****e got a young b***h swervin'
[01:53.19] I got the mop, watch me wash 'em like detergent
[01:55.80] And I'm ballin', that's why it's diamonds on my jersey
[01:57.94] Slide on app side and flipped the block back (Yeah, yeah)
[02:00.59] My junior popped him and left him lopsided (Yeah, yeah)
[02:03.20] We spin his block, got the rebound, Dennis Rodman
[02:05.59] You fooled me one Time, you can't cross me again
[02:08.10] Twelve hundred horsepower, I get lost in the wind
[02:10.65] If he talkin' on the yard the pin dogs'll take his chin
[02:13.39] Maybach SUV for my refugees
[02:16.22] My block's in the hood, put my money in the streets
[02:18.74] I was solo when the opps caught me at the gas station
[02:21.43] Had it on me, thirty-thousand, thought it was my last day
[02:24.04] But they ain't even wan't no smoke
[02:26.37] If I had to choose, then murder she wrote
[02:29.04] Let's go
[02:30.75]DaBaby, Roddy Ricch - Brand new Lamborghini, **** a cop car
[02:32.99] Whip the pistol off my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[02:36.02]Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[02:38.65]This ain't no guitar shit, this a Glock (Woo)
[02:41.56] My Glock told me, "The problem is gon' squee-squeeze" (Woo)
[02:44.07] Baby let me go the day you need me (Woo)
[02:46.67]B***h, she hooked me on that shit and get to bussin'
[02:49.68] And if I ain't enough go get the chop

作词 : Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Rodrick Wayne Moore, Jr./Ross Joseph Portaro IV
作曲 : Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Rodrick Wayne Moore, Jr./Ross Joseph Portaro IV
Woo, woo
I pull up, like
How you pull up Baby? How you pull up? (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
How you pull up? I pull up (Woo, woo)
Seth in the kitchen (Seth in the kitchen)
Let's go
DaBaby, Roddy Ricch - Brand new Lamborghini, **** a cop car
Whip the pistol off my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
This ain't no guitar shit, this a Glock (Woo)
My Glock told me, "The problem is gon' squee-squeeze" (Woo)
Baby let me go the day you need me (Woo)
B***h, she hooked me on that shit and get to bussin'
And if I ain't enough go get the chop
It safe to say I earned it, ain't a nigga gave me nothin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm ready to hop out on a b***h, get to bussin'
Know you heard me say, "You play, you lay"
Don't make me push the button
DaBaby, Roddy Ricch - Full of pain, dropped enough tears to fill up a ****in' bucket
Goin' for buckets, I bought a choppa
I got a big drum to hold a hunnid, goin' for nothin'
I'm ready to air it out on all these b*****s, I can see 'em runnin'
Just talked to my momma
She hit me on FaceTime just to check up on me and my brother
I'm really the baby
She know that her youngest son was always guaranteed to get the money (Okay, let's go)
She know that her baby boy was always guaranteed to get the loot
She know what I do, she know before I run from a b***h I'ma pull it out and shoot (Boom)
PTSD, I'm always waking' up in cold sweats like I got the flu
My daughter a G, she saw me kill a b***h in front of her before the age of two
And I'll kill another b***h too
Before I let another b***h do somethin' to you
As long as you know that, don't let nobody tell you different
Daddy, love you (Yeah, yeah)
Let's go
DaBaby, Roddy Ricch - Brand new Lamborghini, **** a cop car
Whip the pistol off my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
This ain't no guitar shit, this a Glock (Woo)
My Glock told me, "The problem is gon' squee-squeeze" (Woo)
Baby let me go the day you need me (Woo)
B***h, she hooked me on that shit and get to bussin' (Ooh, yeah)
And if I ain't enough go get the chop (Yeah, yeah)
Keep a Glock in when I ride in the Suburban
'Cause the c*****e got a young b***h swervin'
I got the mop, watch me wash 'em like detergent
And I'm ballin', that's why it's diamonds on my jersey
Slide on app side and flipped the block back (Yeah, yeah)
My junior popped him and left him lopsided (Yeah, yeah)
We spin his block, got the rebound, Dennis Rodman
You fooled me one Time, you can't cross me again
Twelve hundred horsepower, I get lost in the wind
If he talkin' on the yard the pin dogs'll take his chin
Maybach SUV for my refugees
My block's in the hood, put my money in the streets
I was solo when the opps caught me at the gas station
Had it on me, thirty-thousand, thought it was my last day
But they ain't even wan't no smoke
If I had to choose, then murder she wrote
Let's go
DaBaby, Roddy Ricch - Brand new Lamborghini, **** a cop car
Whip the pistol off my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
This ain't no guitar shit, this a Glock (Woo)
My Glock told me, "The problem is gon' squee-squeeze" (Woo)
Baby let me go the day you need me (Woo)
B***h, she hooked me on that shit and get to bussin'
And if I ain't enough go get the chop