You see I really went pop like DaBaby
Broke nigga turned into a rich youngin
Got me feeling like Stunna 4 Vegas
Drop a hit
Watch that shit go crazy
They like how he doing this with no label
Only thing in black and white is bank statements
You can hate but I'm her low-key favorite
They was sleeping on me but I preciate it
Preciate it
You see I really went pop like DaBaby
Broke nigga turned into a rich youngin
Got me feeling like Stunna 4 Vegas
Drop a hit
Watch that shit go crazy
They like how he doing this with no label
Only thing in black and white is bank statements
You can hate but I'm her low-key favorite
They was sleeping on me but I preciate it
Preciate it
New artillery nicknamed 30 cause that bitch go brtt every time I touch it
Yellow thing looking like LightSkin Keisha
You can hear her moan uhh every time I rub it
Since I went pop niggas call me cousin
Went from cavalier to a push start button
Move a lil different cause I know its informants
Cant get a tab on me
Got em making assumptions
Talk my shit when I punch in
We was really trapping out the booth getting money
Now we standing on couches in the function
Yeen do it right if Ace aint on production
Now we pouring ace of spades on these bitches
Got her mouth wide open (Took her to the room yeah)
Crazy what a bad bitch will do when she get off the bubbly
Have you ever been to LA with the views of the beach
Pink toe vibes through the AirBnb
Had to let the top down while I cruise through the streets
Never worried bout a rumor
It's amusing to me
Her nigga hate me but she love me
It's confusing to me
Handprint up on her ass
Left a bruise on her cheeks
Make it clap like she trynna come produce on the beat
You see I really went pop like DaBaby
Broke nigga turned into a rich youngin
Got me feeling like Stunna 4 Vegas
Drop a hit
Watch that shit go crazy
They like how he doing this with no label
Only thing in black and white is bank statements
You can hate but I'm her low-key favorite
They was sleeping on me but I preciate it
Preciate it
You see I really went pop like DaBaby
Broke nigga turned into a rich youngin
Got me feeling like Stunna 4 Vegas
Drop a hit
Watch that shit go crazy
They like how he doing this with no label
Only thing in black and white is bank statements
You can hate but I'm her low-key favorite
They was sleeping on me but I preciate it
Preciate it
Headed to the tip top like I'm BupLee
Never mention my name with a local artist
Cause it feel like you trynna insult me
I'm atm rich baby
Trust me
They like how I went pop like DaBaby
I f*cked around started getting white folk money
And you may get popped just for playing
She just wanna get popped
She a fan
Cause she know that Cross putting bop in it
Blue face baby
Check out the knots nigga
Know a couple crip niggas saying watts wit it
And they watching how you move so don't floss with it
Put that bitch in sports mode
Watch me scotch in it (Vroom)
I done came a long way from them partments' (Now)
Designer names all on my garments (Style)
This money make me look real charming (Wow)
Damn
Every time I look up
Another artist biting trynna steal the good stuff
Call the stick Ella Mae
We stayed boo'd up
Please don't make her pop out trynna prove sum
Ion want the nice girl
I like the rude ones
Type to frown at a broke nigga looking (Stuck up)
More hits gonna bring more bookings
Dripping sauce
Should've made me a damn cook booklet (On God)
You see I really went pop like DaBaby
Broke nigga turned into a rich youngin
Got me feeling like Stunna 4 Vegas
Drop a hit
Watch that shit go crazy
They like how he doing this with no label
Only thing in black and white is bank statements
You can hate but I'm her low-key favorite
They was sleeping on me but I preciate it
Preciate it
You see I really went pop like DaBaby
Broke nigga turned into a rich youngin
Got me feeling like Stunna 4 Vegas
Drop a hit
Watch that shit go crazy
They like how he doing this with no label
Only thing in black and white is bank statements
You can hate but I'm her low-key favorite
They was sleeping on me but I preciate it
Preciate it
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You see I really went pop like DaBaby
Broke nigga turned into a rich youngin
Got me feeling like Stunna 4 Vegas
Drop a hit
Watch that shit go crazy
They like how he doing this with no label
Only thing in black and white is bank statements
You can hate but I'm her low-key favorite
They was sleeping on me but I preciate it
Preciate it
You see I really went pop like DaBaby
Broke nigga turned into a rich youngin
Got me feeling like Stunna 4 Vegas
Drop a hit
Watch that shit go crazy
They like how he doing this with no label
Only thing in black and white is bank statements
You can hate but I'm her low-key favorite
They was sleeping on me but I preciate it
Preciate it
New artillery nicknamed 30 cause that bitch go brtt every time I touch it
Yellow thing looking like LightSkin Keisha
You can hear her moan uhh every time I rub it
Since I went pop niggas call me cousin
Went from cavalier to a push start button
Move a lil different cause I know its informants
Cant get a tab on me
Got em making assumptions
Talk my shit when I punch in
We was really trapping out the booth getting money
Now we standing on couches in the function
Yeen do it right if Ace aint on production
Now we pouring ace of spades on these bitches
Got her mouth wide open (Took her to the room yeah)
Crazy what a bad bitch will do when she get off the bubbly
Have you ever been to LA with the views of the beach
Pink toe vibes through the AirBnb
Had to let the top down while I cruise through the streets
Never worried bout a rumor
It's amusing to me
Her nigga hate me but she love me
It's confusing to me
Handprint up on her ass
Left a bruise on her cheeks
Make it clap like she trynna come produce on the beat
You see I really went pop like DaBaby
Broke nigga turned into a rich youngin
Got me feeling like Stunna 4 Vegas
Drop a hit
Watch that shit go crazy
They like how he doing this with no label
Only thing in black and white is bank statements
You can hate but I'm her low-key favorite
They was sleeping on me but I preciate it
Preciate it
You see I really went pop like DaBaby
Broke nigga turned into a rich youngin
Got me feeling like Stunna 4 Vegas
Drop a hit
Watch that shit go crazy
They like how he doing this with no label
Only thing in black and white is bank statements
You can hate but I'm her low-key favorite
They was sleeping on me but I preciate it
Preciate it
Headed to the tip top like I'm BupLee
Never mention my name with a local artist
Cause it feel like you trynna insult me
I'm atm rich baby
Trust me
They like how I went pop like DaBaby
I f*cked around started getting white folk money
And you may get popped just for playing
She just wanna get popped
She a fan
Cause she know that Cross putting bop in it
Blue face baby
Check out the knots nigga
Know a couple crip niggas saying watts wit it
And they watching how you move so don't floss with it
Put that bitch in sports mode
Watch me scotch in it (Vroom)
I done came a long way from them partments' (Now)
Designer names all on my garments (Style)
This money make me look real charming (Wow)
Damn
Every time I look up
Another artist biting trynna steal the good stuff
Call the stick Ella Mae
We stayed boo'd up
Please don't make her pop out trynna prove sum
Ion want the nice girl
I like the rude ones
Type to frown at a broke nigga looking (Stuck up)
More hits gonna bring more bookings
Dripping sauce
Should've made me a damn cook booklet (On God)
You see I really went pop like DaBaby
Broke nigga turned into a rich youngin
Got me feeling like Stunna 4 Vegas
Drop a hit
Watch that shit go crazy
They like how he doing this with no label
Only thing in black and white is bank statements
You can hate but I'm her low-key favorite
They was sleeping on me but I preciate it
Preciate it
You see I really went pop like DaBaby
Broke nigga turned into a rich youngin
Got me feeling like Stunna 4 Vegas
Drop a hit
Watch that shit go crazy
They like how he doing this with no label
Only thing in black and white is bank statements
You can hate but I'm her low-key favorite
They was sleeping on me but I preciate it
Preciate it
Broke nigga turned into a rich youngin
Got me feeling like Stunna 4 Vegas
Drop a hit
Watch that shit go crazy
They like how he doing this with no label
Only thing in black and white is bank statements
You can hate but I'm her low-key favorite
They was sleeping on me but I preciate it
Preciate it
You see I really went pop like DaBaby
Broke nigga turned into a rich youngin
Got me feeling like Stunna 4 Vegas
Drop a hit
Watch that shit go crazy
They like how he doing this with no label
Only thing in black and white is bank statements
You can hate but I'm her low-key favorite
They was sleeping on me but I preciate it
Preciate it
New artillery nicknamed 30 cause that bitch go brtt every time I touch it
Yellow thing looking like LightSkin Keisha
You can hear her moan uhh every time I rub it
Since I went pop niggas call me cousin
Went from cavalier to a push start button
Move a lil different cause I know its informants
Cant get a tab on me
Got em making assumptions
Talk my shit when I punch in
We was really trapping out the booth getting money
Now we standing on couches in the function
Yeen do it right if Ace aint on production
Now we pouring ace of spades on these bitches
Got her mouth wide open (Took her to the room yeah)
Crazy what a bad bitch will do when she get off the bubbly
Have you ever been to LA with the views of the beach
Pink toe vibes through the AirBnb
Had to let the top down while I cruise through the streets
Never worried bout a rumor
It's amusing to me
Her nigga hate me but she love me
It's confusing to me
Handprint up on her ass
Left a bruise on her cheeks
Make it clap like she trynna come produce on the beat
You see I really went pop like DaBaby
Broke nigga turned into a rich youngin
Got me feeling like Stunna 4 Vegas
Drop a hit
Watch that shit go crazy
They like how he doing this with no label
Only thing in black and white is bank statements
You can hate but I'm her low-key favorite
They was sleeping on me but I preciate it
Preciate it
You see I really went pop like DaBaby
Broke nigga turned into a rich youngin
Got me feeling like Stunna 4 Vegas
Drop a hit
Watch that shit go crazy
They like how he doing this with no label
Only thing in black and white is bank statements
You can hate but I'm her low-key favorite
They was sleeping on me but I preciate it
Preciate it
Headed to the tip top like I'm BupLee
Never mention my name with a local artist
Cause it feel like you trynna insult me
I'm atm rich baby
Trust me
They like how I went pop like DaBaby
I f*cked around started getting white folk money
And you may get popped just for playing
She just wanna get popped
She a fan
Cause she know that Cross putting bop in it
Blue face baby
Check out the knots nigga
Know a couple crip niggas saying watts wit it
And they watching how you move so don't floss with it
Put that bitch in sports mode
Watch me scotch in it (Vroom)
I done came a long way from them partments' (Now)
Designer names all on my garments (Style)
This money make me look real charming (Wow)
Damn
Every time I look up
Another artist biting trynna steal the good stuff
Call the stick Ella Mae
We stayed boo'd up
Please don't make her pop out trynna prove sum
Ion want the nice girl
I like the rude ones
Type to frown at a broke nigga looking (Stuck up)
More hits gonna bring more bookings
Dripping sauce
Should've made me a damn cook booklet (On God)
You see I really went pop like DaBaby
Broke nigga turned into a rich youngin
Got me feeling like Stunna 4 Vegas
Drop a hit
Watch that shit go crazy
They like how he doing this with no label
Only thing in black and white is bank statements
You can hate but I'm her low-key favorite
They was sleeping on me but I preciate it
Preciate it
You see I really went pop like DaBaby
Broke nigga turned into a rich youngin
Got me feeling like Stunna 4 Vegas
Drop a hit
Watch that shit go crazy
They like how he doing this with no label
Only thing in black and white is bank statements
You can hate but I'm her low-key favorite
They was sleeping on me but I preciate it
Preciate it
Writer: Alex Carroll
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