DaBaby - Gorilla Glue lyrics
DaBaby [Jonathan Lyndale Kirk] Cleveland, Ohio, U.S. 🇺🇸
[DaBaby - Gorilla Glue lyrics]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, ayy, ayy
And I'm back on my Baby Jesus shit, man
Just got some gorilla glue
It came with seeds
I’ma pop em out and act like it's OG
I'ma go send them bitches back to
Charlotte, got 'em for a thousand
Sell 'em for the three
Nigga keep blowin' up my phone, cryin' to me
Tryna get me sellin' for the cheap
No, bitch, you ain't got no receipt, uh
Ain't no refunds on a P, uh
I got a bitch that's a freak, she's on my
Side of town, so she stay up the street, uh
I don't like talking to broke bitches, I
Remain silent like they the police, uh
My bitches know I'm a dog, I'ma go
Fuck another bitch, I need a leash, uh
Baby Jesus, he ain't from Miami, but that
Nigga ballin', then he got the heat, huh?
Please don't compare me to rap niggas
Ain't no comparison, I’m too unique, uh
Dunkin' on niggas above the rim, shoutout to
Money Man, he did the feat', uh
I hit the yo, do a remix, embarrass
A rapper and shit on his beat, uh
Somebody, I'm moving savage and put
Me in beast mode, now it's time to eat
Just got some gorilla glue
It came with seeds
I’ma pop em out and act like it's OG
I'ma go send them bitches back to
Charlotte, got 'em for a thousand
Sell 'em for the three
Nigga keep blowin' up my phone, cryin' to me
Tryna get me sellin' for the cheap
No, bitch, you ain't got no receipt, uh
Ain't no refunds on a P, uh
DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, uh, ayy
And I’m back on my Baby Jesus shit man haa
And I'm back on my Baby Jesus shit, man
Just got some gorilla glue
It came with seeds
I’ma pop em out and act like it's OG
I'ma go send them bitches back to
Charlotte, got 'em for a thousand
Sell 'em for the three
Nigga keep blowin' up my phone, cryin' to me
Tryna get me sellin' for the cheap
No, bitch, you ain't got no receipt, uh
Ain't no refunds on a P, uh
I got a bitch that's a freak, she's on my
Side of town, so she stay up the street, uh
I don't like talking to broke bitches, I
Remain silent like they the police, uh
My bitches know I'm a dog, I'ma go
Fuck another bitch, I need a leash, uh
Baby Jesus, he ain't from Miami, but that
Nigga ballin', then he got the heat, huh?
Please don't compare me to rap niggas
Ain't no comparison, I’m too unique, uh
Dunkin' on niggas above the rim, shoutout to
Money Man, he did the feat', uh
I hit the yo, do a remix, embarrass
A rapper and shit on his beat, uh
Somebody, I'm moving savage and put
Me in beast mode, now it's time to eat
Just got some gorilla glue
It came with seeds
I’ma pop em out and act like it's OG
I'ma go send them bitches back to
Charlotte, got 'em for a thousand
Sell 'em for the three
Nigga keep blowin' up my phone, cryin' to me
Tryna get me sellin' for the cheap
No, bitch, you ain't got no receipt, uh
Ain't no refunds on a P, uh
DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, uh, ayy
And I’m back on my Baby Jesus shit man haa