[Intro]
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby

[Verse]
N***a, off the top, what the fuck you thought?
I ain't gotta wait to kick it
If a bitch want me, then the bitch gon' wait, I ain't gotta wait for bitches (Ha)
If I feel like playin', I'ma play with my kid, I ain't finna play with n***as (Uh-uh)
And I got a gun for every room I got in my crib, you could say I stay with pistols (Bitch)
You could say that I stay with another n***a bitch, you could tell if you play, I'm clickin' (Let's go)
You could tell that I'm nothing like none of these rappers, everybody know Baby different (Yeah)
And no, I'm not no muh'fuckin' tough guy (Uh-huh)
But if you play with me, put 'em up high (Yeah)
My bitch, she got pretty skin and pretty eyes
She look just like TLC Left Eye (Uh-huh)
And I can't be fucking them hoes from my city
But if I do, she from the Westside (The West)
And I can't be fucking you bitches for free
You gotta pay me, ho, I'm that fine (Ha)
We in this bitch, now we on that time
I don't gotta pay for the sauce so I stack mine (Yeah)
And I can wear sweatpants like every day
And take your bitch like, "That's mine" (Okay)
And you gon' go blow your shit on clothes and shit
But watch me invest mine (Uh-huh)
And I'ma show other n***as how to get some money
We ain't waiting on tax time (Talk to 'em)
And I ain't playing no motherfuckin' scratch off (Uh-huh)
I'm tryna go get me some money (Yeah)
Give jobs to my n***as, yeah, bitch, who the realest?
I ain't being stingy with money (Uh-huh)
I told 'em I'm Pac of the new shit (Pac)
You could reach in my pockets a new blue shit (Yeah)
And Baby on Baby out now
When my shit come on, everybody like, "Who this?" (Who)
I know they gon' copy the flavor
I ain't really tripping, lil' n***a I do this (Uh-huh)
Pull up to the scene with a new ho (She new)
Them fifties all pink like they Nuvo (Huh)
Them diamonds be dancing like Bruno (Mars)
Tell Future to meet me on Pluto (Yeah)
Tell your bitch to meet me in Miami
I need a vacation (Ah), I'm tryna bring two hoes (Ah)
Fuck around and come back with a J.Lo
I'm strapped like them n***as on Halo (Yeah, yeah)
My sauce ain't easy to copy, yeah they try to jock it (Huh)
Can't do what I do though (Huh)
I could've dropped Baby on Baby and let that shit rock
But fuck that, I ain't full, though (Uh-uh)
Yeah, bitch, I'm still hungry, I need more (Eat)
I take that backend and play CeeLo (Huh?)
They like my CD, it's on repeat (Yeah)
She clean up the dick (Uh), she a neat freak (Mhm)
And you lookin' at the best motherfuckin' rapper in his face when you see me, n***a
[Outro]
The best motherfuckin' rapper, n***a, yeah, fuck you talkin' about, n***a? (I got 20 on my beat)
DaBaby, yeah, Baby Jesus
Baby on Baby out now, hardest shit out right now (Fuck), better than all that shit
Fuck what these n***as talkin' 'bout, better than all that shit, the hardest shit out (Prettiest Charlotte rapper alive)
Baby on Baby, n***a (Think it ain't on me?)
You see what I'm sayin'? Better than all that shit, I'm the best muh'fuckin' rapper
Put me in the room with any motherfuckin' rapper, you know? Yeah, yeah, n***a, fuck they talkin' 'bout? We in there now, and I'm, I'm just gonna drop this, I'm just gonna chill, chill, fuckin' with Baby, keep rockin'
Baby on Baby out now (That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby), I'ma chill, huh?
"Baby on Baby Freestyle"
I got 20 on my beat