Yeah, uh
That ain’t the baby, that’s my baby
I’ma let the beat build on this one
Man, f#ck all these n#gg#s hatin’ on me
Yesterday, I f#cked a waitress
I came outside with my plate, she was waitin’ on me
b#tch
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, man, f#ck all these n#gg#s hatin’ on me [Yeah
Yesterday, I f#cked a waitress
I came outside with my plate, she was waitin’ on me [Let’s go
And y’all ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh#t
She be tellin’ me to smile when she ridе my dick
Young n#gg# goin’, keep beggin’ for a hit
He be sayin’ “Don’t arguе, big bruh, put some paper on it”
n#gg#s worryin’ ’bout who greater
These n#gg#s barely be makin’ a play-in
I’m in the playoffs, I brought ya’ bae in
Hoe-ass n#gg#s goin’ out like the Lakers, haters
Hatin’ n#gg# keep lookin’, rookie
I’m pullin’ up like Booker, p#ss#
Put that sh#t on my back like a throwback
Play with me ’cause I rap, get a toe tag
Yeah, n#gg#, I’m havin’ more racks
This sh#t on the floor like a doormat
Yeah, we gon’ f#ck on the floor, she gon’ throw back
Yeah, ’bout to pull out a wig, need some more tracks
What I payed for the crib, n#gg#, don’t ask
Just know that I own it, n#gg#, Glock with a switch
Out with your b#tch, f#ck around with me, be ready
I’m tellin’ you, I’m on it, n#gg#
[It’s Baby, they better be ready, I’m tellin’ you
Man, f#ck all these n#gg#s hatin’ on me [Yeah
Yesterday, I f#cked the waitress
I came outside at my place, she was waitin’ on me [Let’s go
And y’all ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh#t, she be tellin’ me to smile when she ride my dick
Young n#gg# goin’
He be sayin’ “Don’t argue, big bro, put some paper on me
Y’all n#gg#s better be ready for me
You ain’t gotta be scared, just be ready
DMX done played in Belly
I got that heat out, I go home Armageddon
I ain’t too rich to eat leftovers
Just told my B-M to heat up a plate of spaghetti
I tried to back up the Maybach
But it was too close to the Lambo’, the sh#t didn’t let me
I got my fire in my right pocket
I got my rod in my left pocket
I’m not no boy, I’m gon’ step harder
Beat yo’ lil’ #ss like yo’ stepfather
I’m on the road, b#tch, I’m way better
I f#ck the same hoes as Floyd Mayweather
I hop on the road and go make cheddar
She ate my pole ’cause I taste better
Like, mm-hmm, like mm-hmm, like mm-hmm
Yeah, man, f#ck all these n#gg#s hatin’ on me [Yeah
Yesterday, I f#cked a waitress
I came outside with my plate, she was waitin’ on me [Let’s go
And y’all ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh#t
She be tellin’ me to smile when she ride my dick
Young n#gg# goin’, keep beggin’ for a hit
He be sayin’ “Don’t argue, big bruh, put some paper on it”
b#tch, huh
f#ck all these n#gg#s hatin’ on me
Go
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DaBaby Lyrics – WAITRESS