"Dabi" lyrics
(Shit, count, count)
This gon' be the take, fuck it, it's gon' be one take (Throwin' money, shit)
One hitter, baby (On some mafia shit)
We gon' stay right here too
I like how that you soundin', right here, bro, right here, yeah
I'm like, fuck
Uh (Remo, where you been, boy?)
I'm like, fuck, I been thinkin' they got me
I was down bad, you don't know nothin' 'bout me
Shit get hurt, burn, burn like Dabi
She don't know my name, just call me 'Papi'
I held shit down when your mama died
And you still turned tears, so I had to slide
Can't lie, lil' bro, I was hurt inside
But it's cool, bag chase, I'ma work on mines
Oh yeah, we gon' get 'em
Twenty-six boys, know we be with 'em
If it's all over money, you ain't matchin' us
I was dead boy broke, somethin' had to bust
You ain't think I'm done, I ain't had enough
Whole gang gotta eat, we ain't had enough
Jx that boy, stay actin' up
Turn twenty to a hundred, gotta add it up
Uh, you don't know all them nights where I sat and cried
But it's good, that lil' boy in me died
See, move like Pennywise
Pop me a bottle, it's Henny time
She said push up like anytime
But you know me, I can't make up mind
Many more plays, ho, get in line, uh, uh
I was down bad, tragic, everything I want, I'm gon' have it, uh
Mama raised a savage, she don't even know how hard I'm draggin', uh
Foreign whips swaggin', you don't even know how hard I'm havin', uh
I can't let it stop me, everything based off of my actions
Ooh, ooh, she like, "There he go"
Big bread like TerRio, you mans a lil' sweet like Cheerio
I'm with that askin' lil' ho, I'm not askin'
She talkin' tough 'til I'm breakin' her back in
Bought a lil' Gucci, he think he know fashion
She cut me out, but a young nigga back in
Anything I want, I'ma have it
I was down bad on the floor, shit was tragic
Hit the streets, now I eat, what the fuck you think happen?
I had to get in my bag, bring the racks in, uh
Yeah, I'm up, look in my eyes, see I don't give a fuck
I'm tryna hit since she tell me what's up
She like, "Baby, don't stop," I'ma get me a nut
Glock 24 and my bro in the cut
If you ever cross me, then you knowin' you cut
'Cause you know damn well how I'm cut
You know damn well I'm that mut
Free smoke, bitch think this won't bust
Move silent, I can't make no fuss
Rat race, I'm not in no rush
Pray to God, I need to trust, uh
I was down bad, tragic, everything I want, I'm gon' have it, uh
Mama raised a savage, she don't even know how hard I'm draggin', uh
Foreign whips swaggin', you don't even know how hard I'm havin', uh
I can't let it stop me, everything based off of my actions
If I was younger than I am now, I thought I'd need it more
I didn't go either, [?] people from getting the things that they wanted
I thought prohibition was an unjust law
And I still do
This gon' be the take, fuck it, it's gon' be one take (Throwin' money, shit)
One hitter, baby (On some mafia shit)
We gon' stay right here too
I like how that you soundin', right here, bro, right here, yeah
I'm like, fuck
Uh (Remo, where you been, boy?)
I'm like, fuck, I been thinkin' they got me
I was down bad, you don't know nothin' 'bout me
Shit get hurt, burn, burn like Dabi
She don't know my name, just call me 'Papi'
I held shit down when your mama died
And you still turned tears, so I had to slide
Can't lie, lil' bro, I was hurt inside
But it's cool, bag chase, I'ma work on mines
Oh yeah, we gon' get 'em
Twenty-six boys, know we be with 'em
If it's all over money, you ain't matchin' us
I was dead boy broke, somethin' had to bust
You ain't think I'm done, I ain't had enough
Whole gang gotta eat, we ain't had enough
Jx that boy, stay actin' up
Turn twenty to a hundred, gotta add it up
Uh, you don't know all them nights where I sat and cried
But it's good, that lil' boy in me died
See, move like Pennywise
Pop me a bottle, it's Henny time
She said push up like anytime
But you know me, I can't make up mind
Many more plays, ho, get in line, uh, uh
I was down bad, tragic, everything I want, I'm gon' have it, uh
Mama raised a savage, she don't even know how hard I'm draggin', uh
Foreign whips swaggin', you don't even know how hard I'm havin', uh
I can't let it stop me, everything based off of my actions
Ooh, ooh, she like, "There he go"
Big bread like TerRio, you mans a lil' sweet like Cheerio
I'm with that askin' lil' ho, I'm not askin'
She talkin' tough 'til I'm breakin' her back in
Bought a lil' Gucci, he think he know fashion
She cut me out, but a young nigga back in
Anything I want, I'ma have it
I was down bad on the floor, shit was tragic
Hit the streets, now I eat, what the fuck you think happen?
I had to get in my bag, bring the racks in, uh
Yeah, I'm up, look in my eyes, see I don't give a fuck
I'm tryna hit since she tell me what's up
She like, "Baby, don't stop," I'ma get me a nut
Glock 24 and my bro in the cut
If you ever cross me, then you knowin' you cut
'Cause you know damn well how I'm cut
You know damn well I'm that mut
Free smoke, bitch think this won't bust
Move silent, I can't make no fuss
Rat race, I'm not in no rush
Pray to God, I need to trust, uh
I was down bad, tragic, everything I want, I'm gon' have it, uh
Mama raised a savage, she don't even know how hard I'm draggin', uh
Foreign whips swaggin', you don't even know how hard I'm havin', uh
I can't let it stop me, everything based off of my actions
If I was younger than I am now, I thought I'd need it more
I didn't go either, [?] people from getting the things that they wanted
I thought prohibition was an unjust law
And I still do
