Str3tch, DaBaby - Goin In lyrics
DaBaby [Jonathan Lyndale Kirk] Cleveland, Ohio, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Str3tch, DaBaby - Goin In lyrics]
Firzt on the track
I got a hundred hoes on me, get 'em off me
I don't beg for pussy if it costs me
I only fuck with her 'cause she bossy
She drink me in the morning like some coffee
I hit her in the morning like the gym
I'm dunking on that pussy like the rim
Stomp a nigga in my Yeezys like some Timbs
Boy, that nigga Baby Jesus going in
I'm up and selling pounds at the yo
I'll take a couple pounds for a show
You better ask around if you don't know
What you got? Got the 40 on me now
And I'ma blow
My flip phone ringing 'cause it's cheap
Front me, I'ma keep it if it's sweet
No internet, just speaking, I don't tweet
Not into that, let's keep it in the street
I got a couple pounds in my bookbag
I brought your bitch around just to look at
I fuck her on the ground like a hoodrat
I tell her turn around, make her look back
I tell her, "Bust it open for DaBaby"
She suckin' on me, chokin', goin' crazy
I just pulled up with a new bitch
She a ho, but she just actin' like a lady
A hundred hoes on me, get 'em off me
I don't beg for pussy if it costs me
I only fuck with her 'cause she bossy
She drink me in the morning like some coffee
I hit her in the morning like the gym
I'm dunking on that pussy like the rim
Stomp a nigga in my Yeezys like some Timbs
Boy, that nigga Baby Jesus going in
My cake getting older, I just blew it
That's a B day all this dough
I fuck around and get a key made
My bitch bad, dick her down, make her behave
Sticks, sticks, niggas running
That's a relay
I just snapped like the app, nigga
Bitch, I eat, you can't even get the scraps
Nigga they know I wreck, everybody
With me strapped, nigga
No beanie, no hat, no cap, nigga
I'm 'bout the bag, I be packing
Where my stuff at?
Freelance niggas, we don't trust that
I plugged in on the lines, where my cup at?
I keep fucking up the lines, nigga, cut that
Bitch, the top off like a hate list
These niggas never do what they said it be
Lay 'em down, we don't care how late it is
Have you rocking a diaper like DaBaby did
I got a hundred hoes on me, get 'em off me
I don't beg for pussy if it costs me
I only fuck with her 'cause she bossy
She drink me in the morning like some coffee
I hit her in the morning like the gym
I'm dunking on that pussy like the rim
Stomp a nigga in my Yeezys like some Timbs
Boy, that nigga Baby Jesus going in
I got a hundred hoes on me, get 'em off me
I don't beg for pussy if it costs me
I only fuck with her 'cause she bossy
She drink me in the morning like some coffee
I hit her in the morning like the gym
I'm dunking on that pussy like the rim
Stomp a nigga in my Yeezys like some Timbs
Boy, that nigga Baby Jesus going in
I'm up and selling pounds at the yo
I'll take a couple pounds for a show
You better ask around if you don't know
What you got? Got the 40 on me now
And I'ma blow
My flip phone ringing 'cause it's cheap
Front me, I'ma keep it if it's sweet
No internet, just speaking, I don't tweet
Not into that, let's keep it in the street
I got a couple pounds in my bookbag
I brought your bitch around just to look at
I fuck her on the ground like a hoodrat
I tell her turn around, make her look back
I tell her, "Bust it open for DaBaby"
She suckin' on me, chokin', goin' crazy
I just pulled up with a new bitch
She a ho, but she just actin' like a lady
A hundred hoes on me, get 'em off me
I don't beg for pussy if it costs me
I only fuck with her 'cause she bossy
She drink me in the morning like some coffee
I hit her in the morning like the gym
I'm dunking on that pussy like the rim
Stomp a nigga in my Yeezys like some Timbs
Boy, that nigga Baby Jesus going in
My cake getting older, I just blew it
That's a B day all this dough
I fuck around and get a key made
My bitch bad, dick her down, make her behave
Sticks, sticks, niggas running
That's a relay
I just snapped like the app, nigga
Bitch, I eat, you can't even get the scraps
Nigga they know I wreck, everybody
With me strapped, nigga
No beanie, no hat, no cap, nigga
I'm 'bout the bag, I be packing
Where my stuff at?
Freelance niggas, we don't trust that
I plugged in on the lines, where my cup at?
I keep fucking up the lines, nigga, cut that
Bitch, the top off like a hate list
These niggas never do what they said it be
Lay 'em down, we don't care how late it is
Have you rocking a diaper like DaBaby did
I got a hundred hoes on me, get 'em off me
I don't beg for pussy if it costs me
I only fuck with her 'cause she bossy
She drink me in the morning like some coffee
I hit her in the morning like the gym
I'm dunking on that pussy like the rim
Stomp a nigga in my Yeezys like some Timbs
Boy, that nigga Baby Jesus going in