text: Uh, yeah, that muhfucker sound like a muhfuckin, uh, alarm clock or some shit, you know
  Its alertin you bitch ass niggas that, that Im the muhfuckin best, yeah
  The prettiest chocolate nigga alive, yeah, all that 
  I aint trippin off another nigga, Ill be straight 
  Aint even got a chance to eat 
  I seen you lookin at my plate 
  You know the bitches treat me great 
  They suck my dick and feed me grapes 
  Im on my way to get a bag 
  Im fuckin up, Im runnin late 
  Cant let these niggas slow me down
  Fuck waitin on the label, had to drop a tape 
  I used to trip bout bitches fuckin off
  But I been fuckin off so I been straight 
  You saving hoes, we need to make a movie bout you
  Wear your mothafuckin cape 
  I tell your ho, Well make a movie
  But were probably never goin on a date 
  Im motivated by the money, money motivate me
  I always got my mind on it 
  I went to jail because I tried to catch a flight
  And I forgot I had the iron on me 
  I get the shit so cheap you think I drop a ticket
  But really threw a extra five on it 
  And everything a nigga drop be going crazy
  Sounding like I took my time on it
  Threw a bag on the table, he thought it was ten pounds
  But I really put nine on it 
  And half of them bitches was fake weed
  When he open them up he gon hate me 
  I dont gotta rape bitches, they rape me
  Beat a rap nigga up like Im AP
  Throw that rock in the air like Im Jay-Z
  Got a Glock on me, now, and I stillll do it
  You cant name five niggas in the rap game
  That can come out with realer music
  Standing on anything that I ever said all alone
  And I still approve it
  You know I shot your homeboy
  Fucked your main bitch, robbed your partner, I did that
  And still get ya stepped on
  The most slept on in the game, dont forget that, bitch
  I aint trippin off another nigga, Ill be straight
  Aint even got a chance to eat
  I seen you lookin at my plate
  You know the bitches treat me great
  They suck my dick and feed me grapes
  Im on my way to get a bag
  Im fuckin up, Im runnin late 
  I just told my bitch that she gotta learn
  To be nice to my side bitch
  You gotta quit trippin and callin me private 
  Cause all of my other lil bitches dont like it 
  You know Im a dog, babe, you know that Im trifling
  Been like this forever and you know you used to like it
  That boom on my side and ya I call it my sidekick 
  I whip out and shoot it, just do it like Nike
  I pull out and swing that bitch ride on the crowd
  Like a ceiling fan 
  Yeah, we took the pounds from the middle man 
  I got plenty of haters, got plenty fans 
  But a hater gon hate, we dont give a damn 
  Got my bitch making oodles o noodles 
  Pulled up with that tool in an Uber 
  Im in the pool with a cougar 
  They only cool on computers 
  They told me I look better in real life 
  I dont care what a fuck nigga feel like 
  I just went out to lunch with your bih tonight 
  Had her back to the crib before midnight 
  I think I got more hoes than I realize
  I went, iced my Rollie, thats real ice
  All in front of her friends and her momma 
  I still grab on her ass cause it feel nice
  An- bitch
  I aint trippin off another nigga, Ill be straight 
  Aint even got a chance to eat 
  I seen you lookin at my plate 
  You know the bitches treat me great 
  They suck my dick and feed me grapes 
  Im on my way to get a bag 
  Im fuckin up, Im runnin late
  Bitch
  And Im the muhfuckin best rapper, man
  You know, the best rapper
  The muhfuckin real rock-starter
  The prettiest chocolate nigga alive
  Best rapper
  Im out
  That aint DaBaby, thats my baby