DaBaby - Happy lyrics
DaBaby [Jonathan Lyndale Kirk] Cleveland, Ohio, U.S. 🇺🇸
[DaBaby - Happy lyrics]
Yeah (Hey) , yeah
I'm happy as fuck right now, nigga
(Firzt on the track)
Fuck you talkin' 'bout, nigga? Ah, hey
I dropped out of school
And started making more than my teachers
(For real) i fly out of town
And they love it when they see Baby Jesus
(Oh yeah) they pull out their phones
And takine pictures like they
Can't believe it (For real)
Bouncing around on the stages
Just me and my people (Turn up)
Calling my phone every day
Trying to get me to feature (Ayy)
Niggas mad that they can't get in the game
So they hate from the bleachers
(Man, fuck Baby Jesus)
Tell the fuck niggas, "Get out my way"
I'm ok, I don't need you (For real)
And if you hustle hard
We just send you my email (Hey)
There's a smile on my face
Every time that these fuck niggas see me
(For real) don't fuck with these niggas
I'd rather hang out with my nieces (Oh, yeah)
I don't let these niggas around me
And that ain't a secret (No, no)
And if a fuck nigga owe me money
I might let him keep it (Shh)
I jumped off the Porsche on a
Sunday and I started running (Ah)
I cut all the fuck niggas off
And I keep it 100
I got tired of chasing these bitches
And saved up my money
Invested it all on myself
Now a nigga a monster (Ayy)
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout my nigga
I'm happy (Oh, yeah)
I just want to get his money
And take care of my family (Let's get it)
I just got to keep on laughing
These nigga can't stand me (Fuck)
I tell you, just like my motivation
It all comes in handy (yeah)
'Cause I just be flexing (yeah)
I just be stylin' (yeah)
Counting my blessings (yeah)
All of my family (Ayy) they come around me
Fuck what you talking about, nigga I'm happy
(Oh yeah)
Fuck what you talking about, nigga I'm happy
(Turn up)
I'm happy as fuck right now, nigga
(Firzt on the track)
Fuck you talkin' 'bout, nigga? Ah, hey
I dropped out of school
And started making more than my teachers
(For real) i fly out of town
And they love it when they see Baby Jesus
(Oh yeah) they pull out their phones
And takine pictures like they
Can't believe it (For real)
Bouncing around on the stages
Just me and my people (Turn up)
Calling my phone every day
Trying to get me to feature (Ayy)
Niggas mad that they can't get in the game
So they hate from the bleachers
(Man, fuck Baby Jesus)
Tell the fuck niggas, "Get out my way"
I'm ok, I don't need you (For real)
And if you hustle hard
We just send you my email (Hey)
There's a smile on my face
Every time that these fuck niggas see me
(For real) don't fuck with these niggas
I'd rather hang out with my nieces (Oh, yeah)
I don't let these niggas around me
And that ain't a secret (No, no)
And if a fuck nigga owe me money
I might let him keep it (Shh)
I jumped off the Porsche on a
Sunday and I started running (Ah)
I cut all the fuck niggas off
And I keep it 100
I got tired of chasing these bitches
And saved up my money
Invested it all on myself
Now a nigga a monster (Ayy)
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout my nigga
I'm happy (Oh, yeah)
I just want to get his money
And take care of my family (Let's get it)
I just got to keep on laughing
These nigga can't stand me (Fuck)
I tell you, just like my motivation
It all comes in handy (yeah)
'Cause I just be flexing (yeah)
I just be stylin' (yeah)
Counting my blessings (yeah)
All of my family (Ayy) they come around me
Fuck what you talking about, nigga I'm happy
(Oh yeah)
Fuck what you talking about, nigga I'm happy
(Turn up)