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[Verse 1]
[Em](That ain't DaBaby, that's
my baby)
Uh, yeah that muthafucka sound
like a muthafuckin'
Uh, alarm clock or some shit, you [D]know
I- [Em]it's alertin' you bitch ass niggas that
That I'm the muhfuckin' best,
yeah (Firzt on the track)
The prettiest chocolate nigga alive,
yeah all that
(That ain't DaBaby, that's
my baby)
I ain't trip[D]pin' off an[F]other nigga

[Verse 2]
[Em]
I'll be straight (huh)
[F]Ain't even got [Em]a chance [D]to eat (eat)
I [F]seen you look[Em]in' at my
plate (aye)
You know the bitches treat
me [D]great (great)
They [F]suck my dick [Em]and feed me
grapes (grapes)
I'm on my way to get a bag [D](ah)
I'm [F]fuckin' up[Em], I'm
runnin' late (turn up)
Can't [F]let these nig

[Verse 3]
[Em]gas slow me down,
fuck waitin' on the [F]la bel
Had [Em]to drop a tape (hey)
I used to trip about bitches fuckin' up
But I been fuckin' off so
I be straight (yeah)
You saving hoes we need to
make a movie 'bout you
[F]Wear [Em]your muthafuckin' cape (ha, ha)
I tell your hoe we'll make a movie
But we're probably [F]never [Em]goin'
on a date (aye)
I'm motivated by the money,
money motivate me
I always got my mind [F]on it (mind)
I [Em]went to jail because I tried
to catch a flight
And I forgot I had the [F]iron on me (damn)
I [Em]get the shit so cheap you think
I drop a ticket
But really threw a extra five on it (five)
And everything a nigga drop
be going crazy
Sounding like I took my [C]time [Em]on it
Threw a bag on the table,
he thought it was ten pounds
But I really put nine on it (ah)
And half of them bitches
was fake weed
When he open them up he gon'
hate me (ha)
I don't gotta rape bitches, they rape me
Beat a rap nigga up like I'm May B
Throw that Roc in the air like I'm Jay- Z
Got a Glock on me, nine,
and I still'll do it
You can't name five niggas in the rap game
that can come out with realer music
Standing on anythang that I ever said
all alone and I still approve it
You know I shot your homeboy, fucked your main bitch,
robbed your partna, I did that
And still get ya stepped on,
the most slept on in the game, don't forget that, bitch
I ain't trip[D]pin' off an[F]other nigga

[Verse 4]
[Em]
I'll be straight (tell these niggas to quit
fuckin' playin' with me)
Ain't even got a chance to eat (man, I'm [D]too raw in this shit,
[F]man)
I seen you look[Em]in' at my plate (and i'm the
muthafuckin' prettiest chocolate nigga alive)
You know the bitches treat me great (what the
[D]fuck they gon [F]do with me? Huh?)
They suck my [Em]dick and feed me grapes
(what the fuck they gon do with me?)
[F]I'm on my way [Em]to get a bag
[D]I'm fuc[F]kin' up, I[Em]'m
runnin' late (hey, huh)

[Verse 5]
I just told [Em]my bitch that she gotta learn
to be [F]nice [Em]to my side bitch
You gotta quit trippin' and callin'
me papi (hey)
'Cause all of my [D]other lil bitches
don't [Em]like it (brrt)
You know I'm a dog,
babe, you know that I'm trifling
Been like [D]this forever and [F]you know you
used to [Em]like it there
Boom on my side and ya I call
it my sidekick (boom)
I whip out and [D]shoot it, just [F]do it like Nike
I [Em]pull out the swing,
that bitch ride on the ground like a ceiling fan (yeah)
Yeah, we take the pound
from the middle man (yeah)
I got plenty of haters,
got plenty fans (yeah)
But the haters gon' hate,
we don't give a damn (ah)
Got my bitch making oodles
o' noodles (ha)
Pulled up with that tool and that
hookah (ha, ha)
I'm in the pool with a cougar (yeah)
They only cool on computers
(turn up)
They told me I look better
in real life (okay)
I don't care what a fuck
nigga feel like (yeah)
I just went out to lunch with your
bih night (bitch)
Had her back to the crib
before midnight (ha)
I think I got more hoes than I realize
I went iced out my Rollie, that's real ice
All in front of her friends
and her mamma (ha)
I still grab on her ass 'cause it feel nice
And bitch
I ain't trip[D]pin' off an[F]other nig

[Verse 6]
[Em]ga,
I'll be straight (straight)
[F]Ain't even got [Em]a chance [D]to eat (eat), I [F]seen
you look[Em]in' at my plate (plate)
You know the bitches treat
me [D]great (great)
They [F]suck my dick [Em]and feed me
grapes (grapes)
[F]I'm on my way [Em]to get a bag [D](ah)
I'm [F]fuckin' up, [Em]I'm runnin' late
[F]Bitch[Em]
[F]And I'm

[Verse 7]
[Em]the muthafuckin' best
rapper man, you know
[F]The best [Em]rapper
The muthafuckin' realest rock [F]star,
[Em]the prettiest chocolate nigga alive
Best [F]rapper[Em]
[C]I'm all [Em]that
(That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby)
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