text: Leave that shit on there Slim, its how we rockin now
  Yeah, Baby Jesus, Jesus
  I like the way you do it, its DaBaby
  So Disrespectful the muhfuckin mixtape, Baby Jesus
  Look, I think its safe to say Im the man
  Im pitchin game underhand
  From a city where niggas hate everything they dont understand
  In a city where bitches date just to say that they got a man
  Soon as he get a chance, he go fuckin round with her friend
  Thats life, and thats the way that we do
  Screaming who wanna see me cause honestly I cant see you
  Start off knocking your dreams and ironically wanna be you
  Most of these niggas see-through, that aint the type you should lead through, uh
  I wouldnt have it any other way
  Just ran into this stallion just the other day
  She told me that she like my music, thank you
  I told her that I like her booty, cant take it
  She started laughing so I know she choosy, hm
  I told her we should go and catch a movie
  Maybe go and eat some sushi
  Chicken, shrimp, and steak hibachi
  Yeah, at Kabutos they treat me like family
  I know this pretty thing from Cali, she speak fluent Spanish
  Im so far from being average, she dont understand it
  I been working like a Mexican thats in Miami
  She told me Im way too busy, I told her Im tryna get it
  Maintaining my tunnel vision, obtaining a fucking million
  The only thing that were after, we saw it when we was children
  Yeah, Ill be rich before Im 25
  Thats the type of shit I was saying 1999
  Go ask my mama, I was born in 1991
  Another wild 90s baby riding wit a gun
  Fuck holding back, I think its time to shit on everybody
  If its not making me better then I dont care about it
  You play wit me and Im not gon shoot any air about it
  No, this track remind me of the summertime
  Blowing X and smoking kilo with the windows down
  Switchin lanes to the music, Im that nigga now
  I see you niggas on my case, the way you niggas round us
  Its not how I rock
  When I pull it out, hit the floor because its already cocked
  When Im not 277 doing circles and shit
  I see how that nigga hatin, that boy worse than a bitch
  Old pussy ass nigga, put a skirt on that bitch
  Paid my mama to get a rental, put some work in that bitch
  Fill that motherfucker in gas then I skrt in that bitch
  And I aint talkin bout the type of gas that work for the whip
  Aw man, Im talkin OG Bobby Johnson
  Do you like that nigga song? Its the realest shotta
  Dont worry bout Baby Jesus, Baby Jesus got it
  Rest in peace to Velma Johnson, free my cousin Dotty
  Come on, yeah, nigga
  10 bands, 20 bands, 100 bands, fuck it, man
  Baby Jesus in a sprinter van
  Baby Je-Je-Je-Je-Je-Je-Je-Je-Je-Jesus, aw man