[Intro]
Who calling my phone?
Fuckin' on my new boo with all my ice on
Hit you in the mirror with all the lights on
One time, I almost bit your ear off, call me Tyson
With the rappin', I'm a heavyweight, I'm a icon
Couldn't wait to get up in her, hit her with the Nike's on
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
I ain't even have to goddamn pop it off like that

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
Now I'm back on n***as ass, no mercy
I ain't buyin' bitches bags, no purses
Had a black truck waitin' on her ass, she was worshippin'
Baby, Baby, say it two times, I'ma pull it out and spell it on your ass in a cursive
Put me on the schedule, throw that ass in a circle
Fuck a wedding, I can get you half, it ain't worth it
N***as just turnin' up way back in 2011
They'll tell you I had bags of the purple
Ghеtto bitch, fine shit, she can barely see
But shе cute as fuck, she be wearin' glasses like Urkel
Baby top five and he not five, four, three, or two, that n***a be snappin' like turtles
Put the beat in a body bag, it's a murder
Hit it from the back, I be dancin' like Shmurda
Hot n***a, hot n***a
I wouldn't play with me any day of the week
You got a gun and it's not with you, gun your ass down
He won't even get a chance to scream, I'ma leave him on the scene
If the Glock hit him, baby, calm down
They know if they get started with me, it's one thing that's guaranteed
Ain't no stoppin', I'm walkin' shit down
Baby ever get done with the hoe, you could do your thing, bro, I am not trippin'
Take that motherfuckin' mask off your face, that switch off your Glock, you lil' n***as not spinnin'
Wordplay, I got rich off poppin' it
Ooh, that n***a there the truth, he got some Pac in him
N***a got some work that's better than the work that I got, I ain't hatin' on the n***a, I'ma shop with him
And he came in holdin' hands with her, caught her outside, ask her who she with, she say she not with him
[Break]
Why you serious?
Best motherfuckin' rapper, n***a
This shit history you witnessin', n***a
It's Baby, gimme another one

[Verse 2]
Yeah, what?
Where the function? Where the? Where the?
What? What?
Where the function?
Ain't got no pussy in a while and I want some
They tryna hit me on my line 'cause it jump on
I'm in Jamaica out of town with the bum-bum
Where the bum-bum? Maybe with a bad girl
I point this .40 at your face before I back down
I got this pistol from my brother, it was passed down
I like the color of her lip gloss, it was pastel
It was pastel, Baby is a rude boy
I'm 'bout to hit the dealership and get a new toy
My brother oldest daughter graduating high school
I'm 'bout to rob her boyfriend like, "Get a new boy"
Yeah, get a new n***a
Your uncle, he don't play that shit, and I know what to do with it
I up this bitch and spray that bitch, my nephew is a thoroughbred
It's in our blood, we raised like this
My uncle used to let me hold his pistol at the age of six
My daddy sent me pictures holdin' guns when I was eight or nine
As soon as I got older, n***a, I wanted a n***a to play with John
No discriminatin', every one of them n***as, I laid them down
Better give that n***a a hug 'cause he's a goner if he play around
[Outro]
It's Baby, n***a
Yeah
And I'm the best motherfuckin' rapper, n***a, this history you witnessin', n***a
Please Say DaBaby, the motherfuckin' mixtape, n***a
Yeah
(Where the function? Ain't got no pussy in a while and I want some)
N***a I do any type beat, you know what I'm sayin'? Any type vibe
(They tryna hit me on my line 'cause it jump on)
That's a fact
(I'm in Jamaica out of town with the bum-bum)
(That's my Baby)
Gimme another one