text: That aint DaBaby, thats my baby
  I was just twenty-two inside the condo
  Got way too hot, I put the beamer up 
  I had the yellow 745 with rims
  And my lil bro had the Beamer truck
  My nieces get good grades
  I take em shopping for outfits and tell em to keep it up
  Then I hit the backstreet and picked your bitch up
  And bent her over and beat her up 
  Your bitch is a dog, need a leash or somethin 
  She suckin on me like a leech or somethin 
  I just sent her home in a cab 
  I told the Arab, Keep the meter running 
  I run through hoes and get rid of em 
  Fuck all my haters, I shit on em
  And he say that he want some pounds 
  I pulled up on him with like ten of em 
  My name hold weight with a lot of niggas 
  I got so much weight, I could sit on it 
  I turn good girls into freaks 
  When they give me head, make em spit on it
  Fuck all my haters, I shit on em 
  I fuck the same hoes used to shit on me 
  And Ill slap the shit out a lil nigga 
  And I make him go get his big homie 
  My nigga dangerous and he need to work on his anger, but thats still my nigga though 
  My niggas so real that if I was a bitch then they wouldve robbed me couple years ago 
  Im chillin with my baby mama with a big .40, eating a big bowl of cereal 
  Just got in a argument, she brought me Frosted Flakes, I thought I asked her for Cheerios
  I was just twenty-two inside the condo
  Got way too hot, I put the beamer up 
  I had the yellow 745 with rims
  And my lil bro had the Beamer truck
  My nieces get good grades
  I take em shopping for outfits and tell em to keep it up
  Then I hit the backstreet and picked your bitch up
  And bent her over and beat her up