Lets Go Ya You Know Its Baby Song Name
Hither Are the Lyrics to DaBaby's 'Rockstar,' Feat. Roddy Ricch
DaBaby went from "Popular Star" to "Rockstar" with a No. 9 debut on the Billboard Hot 100 that boasts a powerful Roddy Ricch assist (chart dated May…
DaBaby went from "Popular Star" to "Rockstar" with a No. 9 debut on the Billboard Hot 100 that boasts a powerful Roddy Ricch assist (nautical chart dated May 2).
The guitar-heavy trap rhythm drives home the comparison between the hip-hop ability players and rock stars, with dominant symbolism in the chorus between guitars and guns. The elevation 10 hit comes off his Billboard 200 No. i albumBlame It on Baby.
Check out his lyrics below.
Woo, woo
I pull upward like
How you pull up, Baby? How yous pull upwards? (Oh)
How you pull upwards? I pull upwardly (Seth in the kitchen)
Let'south get
Brand new Lamborghini, f— a cop car
With the pistol on my hip similar I'yard a cop (yep, yeah, yeah)
Have you e'er met a real north—a rockstar?
This ain't no guitar, bi—, this a Glock (woo)
My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (woo)
Yous better let me go the day you need me (woo)
Soon every bit yous up me on that n—a, get to bustin' (woo)
And if I ain't plenty, get go the chop
It's safe to say I earned it, ain't a n—a gave me nothin' (yep, yeah)
I'm ready to hop out on a north—a, go to bustin'
Know you heard me say, "Yous play, you lay," don't make me push the button
Full of pain, dropped plenty tears to make full up a f—in' bucket
Goin' for buckets, I bought a chopper
I got a big drum, it hold a hundred, ain't goin' for nothin'
I'm set to air it out on all these n—as, I can see 'em runnin'
Just talked to my mama, she hit me on FaceTime
Just to check up on me and my blood brother
I'm actually the babe, she know that her youngest son
Was ever guaranteed to get the coin (okay, let's go)
She know that her infant boy was always guaranteed to get the loot
She know what I do, she know 'fore I run from a northward—a, I'ma pull it out and shoot (smash)
PTSD, I'm always waking up in common cold sweats like I got the flu
My daughter a Chiliad, she saw me impale a n—a in front of her earlier the age of two
And I'll kill some other northward—a too
'Fore I let another north—a do somethin' to you lot
Long as you know that, don't permit nobody tell you different
Daddy dearest you (yep, yeah)
Let's go
Brand new Lamborghini, f— a cop car
With the pistol on my hip similar I'k a cop (yeah, yep, yeah)
Have you e'er met a real n—a rockstar?
This own't no guitar, bi—, this a Glock (woo)
My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (woo)
You meliorate permit me go the mean solar day you demand me (woo)
Soon as y'all up me on that n—a, become to bustin' (woo, yeah)
And if I ain't plenty, go become the chop (yes, yeah)
Go on a Glocky when I ride in the Suburban
'Crusade the codeine had a young n—a swervin'
I got the mop, watch me wash 'em similar detergent
And I'yard ballin', that's why it'south diamonds on my jersey
Slide on opps' side and flip the cake dorsum, yeah, yes
My junior popped him and left him lopsided, yep, yeah
We spin his block, got the rebound, Dennis Rodman
Yous fool me one fourth dimension, you tin can't cantankerous me again
Twelve hundred horsepower, I become lost in the wind
If he talkin' on the grand, the pen' dogs'll take his chin
Maybach SUV for my refugees
Buy blocks in the hood, put coin in the streets
I was solo when the opps defenseless me at the gas station
Had it on me, thirty thousand, thought it was my last day
But they ain't even desire no smoke
If I had to choose it, murder what she wrote
Permit'due south go
Brand new Lamborghini, f— a cop auto
With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Accept you lot ever met a existent northward—a rockstar?
This own't no guitar, bi—, this a Glock (woo)
My Glock told me to hope you gon' clasp me (woo)
Yous better let me become the day you lot need me (woo)
Soon as you up me on that n—a, become to bustin' (woo)
And if I ain't enough, go become the chop
Lyrics licensed & provided by LyricFind
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, Rodrick Moore
Source: https://www.billboard.com/music/lyrics/dababy-rockstar-lyrics-roddy-ricch-9366896/
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