Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
DaBaby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Kirk
Songwriter
Daniel Levin
Songwriter
David Doman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Tyler Unland
Recording Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Mixing Engineer
d.a. got that dope
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(If I want to)
(If I want to)
(If I want to)
(If I want)
[Verse 2]
Bitch, it ain't even my birthday but I can ball if I want to (Ball)
Pull up, foreign cars if I want to
Hop out that bitch with that iron in my jumpsuit (Let's go)
Just do what I say and I love you, 'kay?
I get this shit from my uncle
I told bae get 22 inches of weave tonight
I wanna fuck a Rapunzel
Ain't fucking her right, you ain't pulling her hair
[Verse 3]
Bitch ass n***a, legs on the side of your head
Now fuck it, let's get in the chair
When she throw that ass back, I say, "Yeah"
I fuck around, get on the PJ tomorrow
And put that bitch up in the air
Fly that bitch up outta LA to Charlotte
To pick up my barber to come cut my hair
'Cause I'm having it, n***a
[Verse 4]
Look, me and my lil bitch be dressing
Get the salad, lil n***a
Hop out that bitch with that ratchet
Stunt like my muhfuckin' daddy (Yeah)
Momma, your baby a savage
Uncle ray hid his crack pipe in my mattress
Lil n***a play with me, fuck it, I slapped him
Thought I was laughing, he see I wasn't laughing (Hahaha)
[Verse 5]
Bitch, it ain't even my birthday but I can ball if I want to (Ball)
Pull up, foreign cars if I want to
Hop out that bitch with that iron in my jumpsuit (Let's go)
Just do what I say and I love you, 'kay?
I get this shit from my uncle
I told bae get 22 inches of weave tonight
I wanna fuck a Rapunzel
Ain't fucking her right, you ain't pulling her hair
[Verse 6]
I pull on the grip
Lock up her arms like she getting arrested
Throwing her out like she getting evicted
Fucking me back, girl, that pussy impressive
Put one leg right here, put the other one there
Sexy lil flexible bitch, you a pretzel
Tryna keep up with this shit, but it's levels
It's diamonds and Dior all over this sweater
It's fire on the front of my waste line
First n***a try me it's play time
Play 'round, you lay down
I'm doggin' her out like Cujo
Me and her get on the floor and we fuck like some K9s
Popping lil n***a, gon' have to put you with the top of the list
Ain't no opps, lil n***a
They scared to let me in the room
Somebody in that bitch gotta be blocking my pimping, it's Baby
[Verse 7]
Bitch, it ain't even my birthday but I can ball if I want to (Ball)
Pull up, foreign cars if I want to
Hop out that bitch with that iron in my jumpsuit (Let's go)
Just do what I say and I love you, 'kay?
I get this shit from my uncle
I told bae get 22 inches of weave tonight
I wanna fuck a Rapunzel
Ain't fucking her right, you ain't pulling her hair
Written by: Daniel Levin, Danny T Levin, Jonathan Kirk, d.a. got that dope for Guaranteed Millions