[Intro: Busta Rhymes & DaBaby]
Shooter
Serious shooter
It's Baby, look
[Verse 1: DaBaby]
I told them niggas I was top five when I was underground (Yeah)
Fuckin' model bitches, give them hoes the runaround (Okay, okay)
All I ever knew that girl to be was just a freak ho (A freak)
I'ma let the world think that she a woman now
To go get some CDs, I sold niggas remix (Remix)
I sold this shit to any nigga want a pound
Used to wrap 'em fast like I was Busta Rhymes (Huh?)
Them niggas had 'em thirty-five, I had 'em twenty-nine
Every day, a nigga flip phone ring a hundred times
Had a foreign car, big coat 'forе I wrote a rhyme
Buy the car, throw thе tint on, and I roll around
Yeah, brand new whip, pull a brand new bitch in it
[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes, DaBaby]
Niggas sick when we pull up, you know how we with it
They cop every bottle, get drunk and they spill it all over the place
Hold up, watch my shoes
I'm gettin' plenty money, how 'bout you?
Baby, we throw so much bread to the point I'm exhausted (Uh-huh)
Drinkin' every bottle 'til a nigga get nauseous (Uh-huh)
Hundred bitches by a nigga, all of them gorgeous (Uh-huh)
Hundred thousand on a nigga, more in the office
Hand-pick an eater bitch, box of chocolates (Uh-huh)
Beat it, little nigga, 'fore I cock the Taurus (Uh-huh)
Money growing bigger than a brontosaurus
Money I throw at bitches, cop Boxster Porsches
Get that dough, shorty, get that ho for me (Get it)
Yeah, shorty, sit that low (Uh-huh)
Bring it back, girl, go 'head and put it on a nigga like
Like you tryna get another go (Yeah)
Niggas acting like they throwing money with bosses (Uh-huh)
You don't wanna do that, cut some of your losses (Uh-uh)
Every single thing about a nigga enormous
Lot of gold on a nigga and the diamonds is flawless
See, you motherfuckers could never do the shit I be doing
The best that you knew and been shaking and moving
And showing and proving, you know that we chewing and business is booming
Don't come around me playing 'cause I ain't never fooling with none of you niggas (Aw, shit)
And when I spit, it's spooky to some of you niggas
To tell 'em the truth, see, I ain't moving with none of you niggas
And body shit 'til it's time to be gone, fuck up the building 'til I leave and I'm done with you niggas
Shooter
Serious shooter
It's Baby, look
[Verse 1: DaBaby]
I told them niggas I was top five when I was underground (Yeah)
Fuckin' model bitches, give them hoes the runaround (Okay, okay)
All I ever knew that girl to be was just a freak ho (A freak)
I'ma let the world think that she a woman now
To go get some CDs, I sold niggas remix (Remix)
I sold this shit to any nigga want a pound
Used to wrap 'em fast like I was Busta Rhymes (Huh?)
Them niggas had 'em thirty-five, I had 'em twenty-nine
Every day, a nigga flip phone ring a hundred times
Had a foreign car, big coat 'forе I wrote a rhyme
Buy the car, throw thе tint on, and I roll around
Yeah, brand new whip, pull a brand new bitch in it
[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes, DaBaby]
Niggas sick when we pull up, you know how we with it
They cop every bottle, get drunk and they spill it all over the place
Hold up, watch my shoes
I'm gettin' plenty money, how 'bout you?
Baby, we throw so much bread to the point I'm exhausted (Uh-huh)
Drinkin' every bottle 'til a nigga get nauseous (Uh-huh)
Hundred bitches by a nigga, all of them gorgeous (Uh-huh)
Hundred thousand on a nigga, more in the office
Hand-pick an eater bitch, box of chocolates (Uh-huh)
Beat it, little nigga, 'fore I cock the Taurus (Uh-huh)
Money growing bigger than a brontosaurus
Money I throw at bitches, cop Boxster Porsches
Get that dough, shorty, get that ho for me (Get it)
Yeah, shorty, sit that low (Uh-huh)
Bring it back, girl, go 'head and put it on a nigga like
Like you tryna get another go (Yeah)
Niggas acting like they throwing money with bosses (Uh-huh)
You don't wanna do that, cut some of your losses (Uh-uh)
Every single thing about a nigga enormous
Lot of gold on a nigga and the diamonds is flawless
See, you motherfuckers could never do the shit I be doing
The best that you knew and been shaking and moving
And showing and proving, you know that we chewing and business is booming
Don't come around me playing 'cause I ain't never fooling with none of you niggas (Aw, shit)
And when I spit, it's spooky to some of you niggas
To tell 'em the truth, see, I ain't moving with none of you niggas
And body shit 'til it's time to be gone, fuck up the building 'til I leave and I'm done with you niggas
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