Looks Like Sumn Lyrics By Dababy

Looks Like Sumn Lyrics By Dababy
Looks Like Sumn Lyrics By Dababy

 

Dababy Looks Like Sumn Lyrics

Yeah, nigga
He’s heating up!
Let’s go, yeah, I ain’t worried ’bout none of that shit
That ain’t DaBaby, that’s my baby, go

Ain’t goin’ sad ’bout a bitch ’bout nothin’ (Go)
Couple baby mamas and they look like some’
Any type nigga wanna push my buttons,
big Louis suitcase, I don’t push no luggage
Somebody call my assistant for me,
you go to the store, I don’t push no buggy
Get a industry freak while I hit my dougie
I ain’t talkin’ ’bout that ho, I’m talkin’ ’bout another one

Bitch I am not the three, no, I am not the two
It’s only me and there won’t be another one
Kick this shit with my nephew, my brother’s son
I just got him a necklace, a watered one

44, nigga know that he done еnough
Older boys got your gun, get another gun
I drivе that GLSB like a [?] truck (Skrrt)
Pull it up on the curb and I fuck it up
Tip a few hundred to valet

I leave my shit in the front of this bitch like a driveway
They takin’ pictures beside me
I crack my window and throw up my [?]’s on the highway
I tell me all look excited, havin’
visions with me and some followers boppin’
they head in while I’m drivin’
That’s why I laugh if they ask when they try me (Ahh)

Ain’t goin’ sad ’bout a bitch ’bout nothin’ (Go)
Couple baby mamas and they look like some’
Any type nigga wanna push my buttons, big Louis suitcase, I don’t push no luggage
Somebody call my assistant for me, you go to the store, I don’t push no buggy
Get a industry freak while I hit my dougie
I ain’t talkin’ ’bout that bitch, I’m talkin’ ’bout a friend

I’m talkin’ ’bout tequila, I stopped drinkin’ henn’
had the beemer, I’m talkin’ ’bout the Benz
She wanna see how a rap nigga live
She used to see me but like she didn’t
Damn, ain’t it crazy how them tables turn?
So game every day, you can’t be ‘fraid to learn, I’ll be damned

Niggas play, you gon’ see niggas burn
And you know, if it’s Baby, that shit get your turnt
like to trap, but these niggas, they really be hurt
These niggas ain’t even got no work (Got no work)
Wanna be with the [?] in the season, the dirt,
put the R.I.P thing on the shirt
She starin’ me in my eyes, but it don’t even work,
shit, all I can see is the thirst
Keep it cute, I ain’t even tryna flirt, [?] and big Kirk
Nigga, I

Ain’t goin’ sad ’bout a bitch ’bout nothin’ (Go)
Couple baby mamas and they look like some’
Any type nigga wanna push my buttons,
big Louis suitcase, I don’t push no luggage
Somebody call my assistant for me,
you go to the store, I don’t push no buggy
Get a industry freak while I hit my dougieI ain’t talkin’
’bout that ho, I’m talkin’ ’bout another one