Hot Topic (Can’t Complain)

[Intro] (Yo, Nick Papz, make it slap) [Verse 1: Lil Baby] We flyin' private when I bring the killers I know they don't supposed to be out of the town New C8 vet' take me straight to a jet We ain't packin' no bags, tear the Dior store down Ask all the strippers, I'm throwin' unlimited ones Security ain't pattin' me down I had some motion before I start rappin' I picked up a mic and I put down a pound I used to get overlooked, now they payin' to see me I'm startin' at 400 thou' Yeah, I'm Lil Baby, but I'm grown as fuck So nobody gon' play me like I'm a lil' child I had to get out the scene 'cause these bitches be wild I ain't respectin' no bitch, that don't do for her child Told all the hitters, don't shoot in no crowd She keep on sniffin', I gave her some powder 20 more mil', I'ma drop me a album I watch him leave, I'ma do it without him No trouble, no worries, Hakuna Matata Met her in Cabo and flew her to Jolly I think she fell in love with how I talk I know I fell in love 'cause she a boss I know I'm never ever fallin' off 'Cause I put a couple million in the vault [Chorus: Lil Baby] Heard you doin' your thing Got your gang on your chain She look good with my last name Got her pushin' the range I can get a massage When I'm switchin' these lanes I might have a ménage I ain't droppin' no names So you ain't come to play? Let 'em know you get paid I took off in a fast lane I ain't pressin' no brakes Need a bigger garage I got too many cars We did turnt into stars, now I can't fuckin' complain (Yeah) [Verse 2: Lil Durk] Jump out the jail to a rental From the streets, so I keep me a pistol I'm on papers, I sit by the window I be bondin' with robbers and bitches My brother had told me to slow down They know I be bondin' out killers I put a skeleton AP buss It look like I'm starvin' the trenches We go to Miami, I take her to Sono Bello I get her some massive tits Shoot up your block and somebody die I hope nobody gon' ask who did it Lil Baby had called me on a Apple Feds can't trace with a half a ticket Draco kick back, make his shits splat Now I see the inside of nigga Pure codeine, my bitch hate when I drink lean But I can't quit Every time, I stop takin all them perks I can't shit I fuckin' her and left, ain't callin' no Uber So she know I ain't shit Labels off a ten, I need a dub Stop actin' like gang lit [Chorus: Lil Baby] Heard you doin' your thing Got your gang on your chain She look good with my last name Got her pushin' the range I can get a massage When I'm switchin' these lanes I might have a ménage I ain't droppin' no names So you ain't come to play? Let 'em know you get paid I took off in a fast lane I ain't pressin' no brakes Need a bigger garage I got too many cars We did turnt into stars, now I can't fuckin' complain (Yeah) [Outro: Lil Baby] Heard you doin' your thing Got your gang on your chain She look good with my last name Got her pushin' the range I can get a massage When I'm switchin' these lanes I might have a ménage I ain't droppin' no names So you ain't come to play? Let 'em know you get paid I took off in a fast lane I ain't pressin' no brakes Need a bigger garage I got too many cars We did turnt into stars, now I can't fuckin' complain (Yeah)