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 fits
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

Dababy