Intro: DaBaby Abm B Gb E Woo, woo Abm B Woo, woo Gb E I pull up like Abm B Gb E How you pull up, Baby? How you pull up? -Oh, oh, oh- Abm B Gb E How you pull up? I pull up -Woo, Seth in the kitchen- Chorus: DaBaby Abm Let's go B Gb Brand new Lamborghini, xxxx a cop car E Abm With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop -Yeah, yeah, yeah- B Gb Have you ever met a real xxxxx rockstar? E Abm This ain't no guitar, xxxxx, this a Glock -Woo- B Gb My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me -Woo- E Abm You better let me go the day you need me -Woo- B Gb Soon as you up me on that xxxxx, get to bustin' -Woo- E Abm And if I ain't enough, go get the chop Verse 1: DaBaby B Gb It's safe to say I earned it, ain't a xxxxx gave me nothin' -Yeah, yeah, yeah- E Abm I'm ready to hop out on a xxxxx, get to bustin' B Gb Know you heard me say, "You play, you lay," don't make me push the button E Abm Full of pain, dropped enough tears to fill up a xxxxin' bucket B Goin' for buckets, I bought a chopper Gb I got a big drum, it hold a hundred, ain't goin' for nothin' E Abm I'm ready to air it out on all these xxxxxs, I can see 'em runnin' B Gb Just talked to my mama, she hit me on FaceTime just to check up on me and my brother E Abm I'm really the baby, she know that her youngest son was always guaranteed to get the money -Okay, let's go- B Gb She know that her baby boy was always guaranteed to get the loot E Abm She know what I do, she know 'fore I run from a xxxxx, I'ma pull it out and shoot -Boom- B Gb PTSD, I'm always waking up in cold sweats like I got the flu E Abm My daughter a G, she saw me kill a xxxxx in front of her before the age of two B And I'll kill another xxxxx too Gb E 'Fore I let another xxxxx do somethin' to you Abm B Long as you know that, don't let nobody tell you different Gb E Daddy love you -Yeah, yeah- Chorus: DaBaby & Roddy Ricch Abm Let's go B Gb Brand new Lamborghini, xxxx a cop car E Abm With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop -Yeah, yeah, yeah- B Gb Have you ever met a real xxxxx rockstar? E Abm This ain't no guitar, xxxxx, this a Glock -Woo- B Gb My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me -Woo- E Abm You better let me go the day you need me -Woo- B Gb Soon as you up me on that xxxxx, get to bustin' -Woo- E Abm And if I ain't enough, go get the chop Verse 2: Roddy Ricch B Gb Keep a Glocky when I ride in the Suburban E Abm 'Cause the codeine had a young xxxxx swervin' B Gb I got the mop, watch me wash 'em like detergent E Abm And I'm ballin', that's why it's diamonds on my jersey B Gb Slide on opps' side and flip the block back, yeah, yeah E Abm My junior popped him and left him lopsided, yeah, yeah B We spin his block, got the rebound, Dennis Rodman Gb E Fool me one time, you can't cross me again Abm B Twelve hundred horsepower, I get lost in the wind Gb E If he talkin' on the yard, the pen' dogs'll take his chin Abm B Maybach SUV for my refugees Gb E Buy blocks in the hood, put money in the streets Abm B I was Solo when the opps caught me at the gas station Gb E Had it on me, thirty thousand, thought it was my last day Abm B But they ain't even want no smoke Gb E If I had to choose it, murder what she wrote Chorus: DaBaby Abm Let's go B Gb Brand new Lamborghini, xxxx a cop car E Abm With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop -Yeah, yeah, yeah- B Gb Have you ever met a real xxxxx rockstar? E Abm This ain't no guitar, xxxxx, this a Glock -Woo- B Gb My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me -Woo- E Abm You better let me go the day you need me -Woo- B Gb Soon as you up me on that xxxxx, get to bustin' -Woo- E Abm And if I ain't enough, go get the chop
