text: Shit
  Ah, yeah
  Ayy
  Oh, yeah
  That aint DaBaby, that’s my baby
  I had to start it out with some other shit 
  Show these other rap niggas who they fuckin with
  I cut her off, I think its time to get another bitch 
  I fuck around and pull up on you in another whip 
  Don’t even need a car, Im hoppin out the Uber
  Take me to the studio, Im tryin to make some music 
  You probably get on Facebook and start another rumor 
  Thats another pussy nigga actin hard on the computer
  Goddamn I cant respect, every hater get neglected 
  Probably saw his girlfriend takin’ pictures in my section
  Probably saw my name pop up in the phone, we were textin’
  Probably saw me in the club, I aint see him, I was flexin’
  I dont really got the time to talk to you, leave a message
  Keep a burner on me, run up, Ima bless him
  Bitch, Im from Charlotte, RIP to lil’ Donk
  Every nigga with me a convicted felon with a weapon 
  Baby Jesus or DaBaby, Baby, Baby, Baby
  Ima say it four times cause they love the way I say it
  Song on the radio, everywhere I go they play it
  Top thirty in the nation, thats where everybody hatin 
  Chillin in the condo, eatin eggs with the bacon
  Bout to fly to Dade County just to pay on my probation 
  Keepin all this show money, I just stack it up and save it
  Spendin all your hoe money, bout to go on a vacation 
  Yeah, I got your baby writin to me on the Snapchat
  In a white tee actin like she like me 
  I hit her DM, follow me on IG
  She got a boyfriend, he know not to try me 
  Say you a fan if he ask you why you write me
  Tell your homegirl dont worry bout who I be
  Cause I aint with the runaround, it dont excite me
  I aint tryin to be your man, Ill be your sidepiece
  Hey
  DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby
  Haha
  Oh yeah
  That aint DaBaby, thats my baby