[Intro: DaBaby]
Oh-ooh-oh-ooh-oh-oh, oh, oh-yeah
(Uzoma, come here)
Oh-ooh-oh-ooh-oh-oh, oh, oh-yeah
Oh-ooh-oh-ooh-oh-oh, oh, oh-yeah
Oh-ooh-oh-ooh-oh-oh, oh, oh-yeah
f*ck it I’m—
Ayy, look

[Verse 1: DaBaby]
f*ck shit, I’m not havin’ that, nah
Can’t see these f*ck niggas, cataracts
I’m shittin’ (Brr), imagine that
Please don’t trip on her, you can have her back
Real nigga stand on all ten toes
When nobody got your back, you better have a back
If I don’t got a damn thing, I better got a strap
Swervin’ my Mercedes Benz like the bitch a Cadillac
Nigga I’m—

[Chorus: DaBaby]
Blicked up, sticked up
Blicked up, sticked up
Blicked up, sticked up (Let’s go)
Blicked up, yeah
[Verse 2: DaBaby]
Sometimes I don’t gotta spеak (Uh-huh)
Sometimes she just pull out and еat (Let’s go)
Ooh, you a whole lotta freak (Ooh-ooh)
You my boo, hit my phone, I won’t cheat (Ooh-ooh)
Type of p*ssy make you go to jail
Okay, how much my bond? That shit cheap (Shit cheap)
Pick me up from my side when I’m free (Uh-huh)
That lil’ p*ssy, that mine, that shit me (Shit me)
I sit back and roll up while she spit on it
Got a nigga ready to bet on it
She ain’t puttin’ that shit on me
Got a nigga doin’ extra shit like the lil’ lamest bitch right here
She got some game, it f*cked me up
I had to go run it with big homie
Like OG why I like it so much? (Like it)
Why her p*ssy so tight when we f*ck?
Look her dead in the eyes, “Bitch, you gon’ be my wifey or what?”

She say, “No-ooh-oh-oh” (Hahaha)
Damn, that’s f*cked up
But f*ck it, I’m—

[Chorus: DaBaby & 21 Savage]
Sticked up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Blicked up, sticked up (Yeah)
Blicked up (Yeah), sticked up (Yeah, yeah, bitch I’m)
Blicked up (Yeah, thuggin’, I’m, huh?)
Sticked up (Yeah, yeah), blicked up (Boom)
Sticked up (Yeah), blicked up (Let’s go)
Sticked up (21)
[Verse 3: 21 Savage]
Chop in the back and it came with a scope
People took from me, I gave ’em the most
You niggas small fries, I got a coupon
Mention my name and it come with free smoke
You wanna slide, I show you the ropes
Bring you some gloves, but don’t bring your phone
Tell your bitch that you might not make it home
Own up for your actions, nigga, we grown
Blicked up (21), everywhere I go, I got it filled up (21)
All the hotboxes we done pilled up (21)
Plenty times nigga could’ve killed us (21)
Shot me six times, I ain’t bitch up (21)
Stood toe-to-toe with the best of ’em (21)
FN bullets for the rest of ’em (21)
She been on my mind, let me text her (21)
Niggas wanna cuff, arrest her (21)
Still daydream how I sexed her (21)
That p*ssy just get wetter (21)
Get you out your panties, I’m clever (21)
When it come to pretty women, got several (On God)
I’m in Bottega buyin’ leather (On God)
Sticks up like I got a vendetta (On God)
Keep a chopper ’cause it guard my cheddar (On God)

That ain’t DaBaby, that’s my baby

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Songwriter(s): Pilgrim, Tommy Parker, Uzoharbor, 21 Savage, DaBaby

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