DO DAT - Stunna 4 Vegas, DaBaby, Lil Baby

Nigga really got rich in six months, for real, I watched that shit with my own

fuckin' eyes

Really three, but a nigga spend too goddamn much

Goddamn, this nigga get so much goddamn money, nigga, what the fuck?

(Tellin' you)

Oh my God, I need a taste of the Rich Youngin

Okay (Okay), I’ma give her a taste of this shit (Uh)

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

He got rich in six months, how he do that?

(How he do that?)

I keep my foot on they neck, but y’all knew that (Y'all knew that)

We ain’t goin', your shit’ll get blew back (Bah)

Your ass get whooped, say it’s smoke, we could do that (Ooh)

I break her neck, she like, «Who that?»

Your ho get took, these diamonds on me get your boo wet (Uh)

She ate the D like she knew me (Uh)

I’m the streets' hottest youngin, she already knew that (4X)

We’ll put a bitch up like a throwback

Freak ho, she mix the Perc' with the Moët (Uh)

So many racks like I grow it (Racks)

Hit the stage, do my dance in this bitch like I’m Kodak (Uh)

Make 'em freeze like he took a Kodak picture (Freeze)

My lil' nigga move on 'em, I whistle

That bitch think I’m hot, sizzle

I’m a pit', she told me her nigga a Shih Tzu (Uh, uh)

I won’t go back and forth with no rap nigga, I got business to tend to

Too many racks to count, lil' nigga, I’ll flip you (Flip)

We fill him up with lead like a pencil (Brrt, brrt)

No diss, I’m tryna send a missile

I need M’s, bitch, I’m on a mission (Cash)

I’m with my, I’m with my shooter, but I got a stick, too (Uh)

He up, then I’m uppin' this bitch 'til it click, too (Bah)

He got rich in six months, how he do that?

(How he do that?)

I keep my foot on they neck, but y’all knew that (Y'all knew that)

Goin', we ain’t goin', your shit’ll get blew back (Bah)

Your ass get whooped, say it’s smoke, we could do that (Ooh)

I break her neck, she like, «Who that?»

Your ho get took, these diamonds on me get your boo wet (Uh)

She ate the D like she knew me (Uh)

I’m the streets' hottest youngin, she already knew that (4X)

I said, «We gon' call that boy Rich Youngin'» (Rich)

He got rich in six months, I can vouch (Let's go)

Okay, you done got slick at the mouth (Yeah)

That lil' bitch talkin' shit, kick her out (Like, bitch)

I made my young niggas do that, go pull up and post up a pic at your house

(Cheese)

Make him tag BDB in the caption (Let's go)

Hit his ass with that stick, he come out (Okay)

I done went spent a whole lot of money with Johnny, I got a whole brick in my

mouth (Yes, sir)

My bitch get the money, bitch, send the deposit if you want my bitch to come

out (No cap)

They want fuck me, Big 4, and my DJ (Big 4)

Throw my shirt at a ho, it’s on eBay

Windows down, the heat on on the freeway (Zoom)

I pull up with Rich Youngin, they holler that nigga

Got rich in six months, how he do that?

(How he do that?)

I keep my foot on they neck, but y’all knew that (Y'all knew that)

Goin', we ain’t goin', your shit’ll get blew back (Bah)

Your ass get whooped, say it’s smoke, we could do that (Ooh)

I break her neck, she like, «Who that?»

Your ho get took, these diamonds on me get your boo wet (Uh)

She ate the D like she knew me (Uh)

I’m the streets' hottest youngin, she already knew that (4X, Baby)

It’s Baby and Baby and 4X

I ran that lil' shit up in no time

Puttin' dick in your bitch if we lock eyes

I’m so hot, start a fire when I walk in

Hit her friend, I ain’t stop when she walk in (Nat)

I can drop every month and go top ten

Make her do what I say, let her get what she want

Bitch, you better shut up when I’m talkin' (Shut up)

Lot of cars, how the fuck I miss walkin'?

(Nah)

I drop hit after hit, I don’t miss (Never)

'Posed to be somewhere servin' in one of them houses with pounds,

how the fuck I get rich?

Who the hell said that life was a bitch?

I got too many bitches, but one life to live

Fuck how they feel

If we got a problem, that money’ll solve it

My dollars and followers match

I really started from scratch

Pistol and pack, now I get millions to rap

Influence the youngins to trap

Put my whole hood on the map, first the water was tap

Now a jet for a nap, now the motor the back

Meet promoter with racks, keep her head in my lap

And my hand on the strap, ain’t no dyke shit

On that Chief Keef, «I Don’t Like» shit