Who calling my phone?
Fuckin´ on my new boo with all my ice on
Hit you in the mirror with all the lights on
One time, I almost bit your ear off, call me Tyson

With the rappin´, I´m a heavyweight, I´m a icon
Couldn´t wait to get up in her, hit her with the Nike´s on
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
I ain´t even have to goddamn pop it off like that

Yeah, yeah
Now I´m back on niggas ass, no mercy
I ain´t buyin´ bitches bags, no purses
Had a black truck waitin´ on her ass, she was worshippin´
Baby, Baby, say it two times, I´ma pull it out and spell it on your ass in a cursive
Put me on the schedule, throw that ass in a circle
Fuck a wedding, I can get you half, it ain´t worth it
Niggas just turnin´ up way back in 2011

They´ll tell you I had bags of the purple
Ghetto bitch, fine shit, she can barely see
But she cute as fuck, she be wearin´ glasses like Urkel
Baby top five and he not five, four, three, or two, that nigga be snappin´ like turtles
Put the beat in a body bag, it´s a murder
Hit it from the back, I be dancin´ like Shmurda
Hot nigga, hot nigga
I wouldn´t play with me any day of the week
You got a gun and it´s not with you, gun your ass down
He won´t even get a chance to scream, I´ma leave him on the scene
If the Glock hit him, baby, calm down
They know if they get started with me, it´s one thing that´s guaranteed
Ain´t no stoppin´, I´m walkin´ shit down

Baby ever get done with the hoe, you could do your thing, bro, I am not trippin´
Take that motherfuckin´ mask off your face, that switch off your Glock, you lil´ niggas not spinnin´
Wordplay, I got rich off poppin´ it
Ooh, that nigga there the truth, he got some Pac in him
Nigga got some work that´s better than the work that I got, I ain´t hatin´ on the nigga, I´ma shop with him
And he came in holdin´ hands with her, caught her outside, ask her who she with, she say she not with him
Why you serious?
Best motherfuckin´ rapper, nigga
This shit history you witnessin´, nigga
It´s Baby, gimme another one

Yeah, what?
Where the function? Where the? Where the?
What? What?
Where the function?
Ain´t got no pussy in a while and I want some
They tryna hit me on my line ´cause it jump on
I´m in Jamaica out of town with the bum-bum
Where the bum-bum? Maybe with a bad girl
I point this .40 at your face before I back down
I got this pistol from my brother, it was passed down
I like the color of her lip gloss, it was pastel
It was pastel, Baby is a rude boy
I´m ´bout to hit the dealership and get a new toy
My brother oldest daughter graduating high school
I´m ´bout to rob her boyfriend like, "Get a new boy"

Yeah, get a new nigga
Your uncle, he don´t play that shit, and I know what to do with it
I up this bitch and spray that bitch, my nephew is a thoroughbred
It´s in our blood, we raised like this
My uncle used to let me hold his pistol at the age of six
My daddy sent me pictures holdin´ guns when I was eight or nine
As soon as I got older, nigga, I wanted a nigga to play with John
No discriminatin´, every one of them niggas, I laid them down
Better give that nigga a hug ´cause he´s a goner if he play around

It´s Baby, nigga

Yeah
And I´m the best motherfuckin´ rapper, nigga, this history you witnessin´, nigga
Please Say DaBaby, the motherfuckin´ mixtape, nigga
Yeah
(Where the function? Ain´t got no pussy in a while and I want some)
Nigga I do any type beat, you know what I´m sayin´? Any type vibe
(They tryna hit me on my line ´cause it jump on)
That´s a fact
(I´m in Jamaica out of town with the bum-bum)
(That´s my Baby)
Gimme another one