(Don't love me, can't hurt me)
(What you're doing can't hurt me)
(What you're doing)
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby (don't love me, can't hurt me)
(What you're doing can't hurt me)
(What you're doing)
Sticks and stones'll break my bones, but words'll never hurt a **
Baby like a oven, better not touch him, I'ma burn a **
I know it's a Phantom, and I'm supposed to have a driver
But I whip it like a Honda, and I'm outchea, and I'm swervin' in it
Whippin' 'round somebody at the light, ain't see the curb, I hit it
'Bout to ** the tires up
And she just wanna spend some time with me, but I been locked in in that mode
And by the time that I get home, I'm gon' be burnt out
Probably hollerin' 'bout, "I'm tired as **"
Any ** think that I'm a ho, just tell him try his luck
First ** that jump off in that water probably die a duck
I'm starin' at the ceiling overnight 'cause I got money on my mind
And I ain't havin' too much time, you on your grind or what?
Tryna get some motherfuckin' money, **, sign me up
Can't go against this **, if **s want, a ** line it up
'Cause every time a ** press my button, then I'm goin' up
Strapped up every day, they better not ** with me, I'll blow it up
The ** with **s? Wanna see what's up with me, they know what's up
She know that I don't expressin' feelings, told me, "Open up"
This younger ** was lookin' at me googly-eyed, don't know if she confused or not
The ** up out my face, she wasn't old enough
The ** say I couldn't go and do a show? Damn, **, I'm showin' up
Them him and hers just touched down in the city, **, roll it up
You tryna get a hundred bags or more, you get it half the price
Ain't rappin' 'bout that childish ** no more, **, I been growin' up
(Don't love me, can't hurt me) **
(What you're doing can't hurt me) yeah
Yeah, you now tuned in to BE MORE GRATEFUL, **, a classic
Yeah, look (What you're doing)
Sticks and stones'll break my bones, but words'll never hurt a **
Baby like a oven, better not touch him, I'ma burn a **
I know it's a Phantom, and I'm supposed to have a driver (skrrt)
But I whip it like a Honda, and I'm outchea, and I'm swervin' in it
(Don't love me, can't hurt me) **
(What you're doing can't hurt me) what y'all doing
**s can't hurt me, ** (that ** can't hurt me, **)
(What you're doing)
** it, this the second verse
Tryna teach her everything I know, not tryna lecture her
Go home and ** ** to my lil' **, I don't have sex with her
You know I got that .40 on my hip, ain't gotta check me first
Pointin' at other cars behind my tint, I gotta wet you first
I can't let **s hit me up
My daughter only four, just hit my phone like, "Daddy, pick me up"
I told her, "Daddy on the way"
Soon as I'm done workin', you know daddy on his grind
And when it's time, it's nothin' more to say, we rockin' out
Me and all your sisters, yeah, we pullin' up and poppin' out
And any ** ** with you, I'm gon' make nephew sock 'em out
And if they get they daddy, bet I show him what that chopper 'bout
Make that ** go "Brr," they gon' think a helicopter out
They softer than a paper plane
She know her daddy super solid, my oldest daughter hate a lame
Let's see what they do about it, that Cybertruck, I'm shootin' out it
While bumpin' my new music out it, this album here gon' change the game
Clutchin' at my mirrors on the highway while I'm changin' lanes
I only got the real ones still beside me, we gon' stay the same
**, I get to flashin' out and shootin' ** like Major Payne
Without the **in' funny hat, I'm thuggin', **, I can't complain
It's Baby
(Don't love me, can't hurt me) yeah
(What you're doing can't hurt me) and what y'all doin'
**, that ** don't hurt me, **
That ** can't hurt me, **
(What you're doing)
(Don't love me, can't hurt me) yeah, and I'm the best motherfuckin' rapper, **
(What you're doing can't hurt me) you now I tuned in to a classic, **
BE MORE GRATEFUL, **
Yeah
(What you're doing)
(Don't love me, can't hurt me)
(What you're doing can't hurt me)
(What you're doing)
(Don't love me, can't hurt me)
(What you're doing can't hurt me)
(What you're doing)