Da Baby Freestyle | LA Leakers - Freestyle #214

[Part I]

[Spoken: DaBaby & Justin Credible]

J-J-J-J-Justin Credible!

Hip-hop, baby! Ladies and gentlemen, two words;

He's ba-ack! Ha-ha-ha

Aye, you know how it is, man

DaBaby

Had to come see my brother (Oh!). You know what we do every motherfuckin' time

Always blessed, brother. Come on, man. Another good demonstration

Justin Credible Freestyle Series

[Intro: DaBaby & Justin Credible]

Flowing like the water (Crazy), I be floating like a tadpole (Oh-oh)

Hustler; I go get what I want and I'm a asshole (Oh-oh)

Watch the way you talk to me. Please do not approach me

Like a motherfuckin' boy, I'm tryna' tеll you it's gon' get bad, bro (Let's go)

Tryna' raise my daughtеrs right

Workin' on my temper, don't even get mad at the drive-thru if they didn't get my order right

I thought I had it figured out (Crazy!), I found out it was more to life (Here we go!)

Found out I'm that nigga. Now, she tryna' be my whore tonight (Crazy!)

[Chorus: DaBaby, Justin Credible & DaBaby & Justin Credible]

Yeah, some people ain't gon' want to hear this shit (Come on)

But they ain't gon' have no fuckin' choice when Kanye clear this shit (Come on)

Some people ain't gonna want to hear this shit (Right)

But they ain't gon' have no fucking choice when Kanye clear this shit

[Verse 1: DaBaby]

Look, I'm that nigga; N-I-G-G-A

She huggin' and giving kisses. We intimate PDA

I'm giving these niggas whippins' (Oh-oh). I'm givin' them BTA (Oh-oh)

I'm making them pick out switches. Just like grandma back in the day (Come on!)

He used to be my nigga, ended up goin' our separate ways

She used to be my bitch. It's nothing more 'bout that to say (Aha)

I really went, got rich, and I'm still executing the play

I keep it on my hip, it's right here ready for you today (Okay)

Pussy nigga better have it right

Niggas ain't talking 'bout shit. I can out-rap them with half a mic

Ready for them to blitz; I'mma do these niggas so bad tonight

Making 'em cut the sirens on, screaming and calling the ambulance. Police pull up with flashing lights. (Let's go!) Nigga

[Chorus: DaBaby, Justin Credible & DaBaby & Justin Credible]

Some people ain't gon' want to hear this shit

But they ain't gon' have no fuckin' choice when Kanye clear this shit (Talk about i!)

Some people ain't gon' want to hear this shit

But they ain't gon' have no fucking choice— Look, look (Come on, man!)

[Verse 2: DaBaby]

When this shit dropped, I was in ninth grade (Yes)

Mama used to tell us turn them lights off 'till them lights paid

Bills was too hot. She worked two jobs on a light day

'Till I went and hit a light lick and went and bought a new scale. Finna do this shit the right way (Mm)

Out here like a quarterback, tryna' focus on the best play

Went and took my daughter back, told my mama we had the best day

My cup was overflowin'. I wasn't surprised when the drought came

Had to change my mind from hustlin' to survive to playin' the out game

I kept on fighting, kept on shootin' about it

This album givin' niggas game, I just put music behind it

In the middle of the day, I put this tool on your body

This ain't the motherfucking 'lum or the 'nati. You know it's baby, nigga (Damn! Nasty work)

[Chorus: DaBaby & Justin Credible]

Uh! And ain't gon' have no fucking choice when Kanye clear this shit (Crazy, okay!)

Some people ain't gonna want to hear this shit

But ain't gon' have no fucking choice when Kanye clear this shit

Yeah. Some people ain't gonna wanna hear this shit—

[Outro]

He goin' crazy

Oh, man

You know what we do every time, man

(...)

[Part II]

[Intro: DaBaby & Justin Credible]

Two for two time

Yeah. DaBaby's here

Let's get [?] on this bitch, man. New album on the motherfuckin' way

Had to come see my brother, man

Appreciate you

Justin Credible Freestyle Series, you know what time it is

New album on the way!. Let's touch the heart. Look

[Chorus: DaBaby]

Patient when the paper low, 'nathan for a basic hoe

Ain't never been no superman; ain't been tryna' save a hoe

It's enough of this for all of us. The fuck these niggas waiting on?

'Cause Baby kept it realer with ya'. Other niggas faking though

[Verse 1: DaBaby]

I let you niggas see me lose, I took my losses like a G

I showed you niggas how to do it, they watched. Them niggas copy me (Ooh)

Y'all think this shit a fuckin' game? (Yes. Yes) Try that shit and watch and see

Just put my voice on top the beat. None these niggas topping me

I bought the Maybach car in August, doubled back and bought the Jeep

A hundred shots inside the car. Push to start ain't got no key (Come on!)

They say what they gon' do to me, I told them niggas talk is cheap

'Coulda been the biggest in the world, but I told them I ain't got no fee to sell my soul

Ain't a check alive can make me come off what I'm standing on

Yeah, I still survived in this. Fuck all of y'all, I stand alone (Ooh!)

Before I let 'em handle me

If a hundred million make me gay, that nigga ain't no man to me

Fuck it, nigga, be yourself

Thugging, I don't need no help

I'm comfortable, I keep it— yuh'

They fuck with me, they see the belt

I asked the mirror on the wall, like "Who the fuck you think the best?

Who gon' get these people help?" I looked up, and I seen myself, nigga

[Outro: DaBaby & Justin Credible]

I like that, I like that

You know what I'm saying?

Come on, man, you know what time it is

This is Justin Credible Freestyle Series

The best motherfucking rapper! It's Baby. New album on the way

Huh? Take your time, here I go. Take your time—

They see us, my brother. Come on

[Verse 2: DaBaby & Justin Credible]

I'm patient when the paper low (Mm). 'Nathan for a basic hoe

Ain't never been no superman; ain't been tryna' save a hoe

Enough of this for all of us. The fuck you niggas waitin' on?

Baby kept it realer with ya'. Other niggas fake it though

Y'all let them niggas lead you wrong

They told you, you ain't need my songs

A lot of y'all had took the bait

Apologize, like leave me 'lone (That's a fact)

I thought I was supposed to keep it real, I found out I ain't even know

They tried to hide my ticket sales, it was hard for y'all to see my show (Damn)

Dirty game, they play it raw (Dirt)

Ain't even wanna do this shit no more, I had to shake it off (Come on!)

God gave me a gift, and I'll be damned I let 'em make me soft, be damned I let 'em make me quit

The devil still can't stand the way I stand in here and make these hits

That nigga, Baby

Said they want some real music, I said "Okay, come get it, baby" (Mm)

My daughters knew they daddy was that nigga when they was still a baby

I'mma take my losses, hold it down, and never let you feel it, baby. Don't no one keep it realer, baby

[Chorus: DaBaby & Justin Credible]

Yeah, I'm patient when the paper low. Got 'nathan for a basic hoe

Ain't never been no superman; I ain't been tryna' save a hoe

It's enough of this for all of us. The fuck these niggas waiting on? (Come on, man)

Baby kept it realer with you. Other niggas fake it though (Facts, man)

Nigga

[Outro: DaBaby & Justin Credible]

Baby kept it real with you. We always keep it real

Other niggas is faking though

You know what time it is, pure demonstration

Every time we step up in this bitch, you know what we do nigga

Just like that, just like that

Pure demonstration

I always appreciate my brother for pulling up, man

[Part III]

[Intro: DaBaby & Justin Credible]

What you think man, three for three?

It's whatever you wanna do

You know, when you pop up on the freestyle series—

Give the people what they want, my brother

This shit right here, just, you know, take me to the 90's

I feel like I'm in the crib, my momma cleanin' up on a Sunday. You know what I'm saying? Facts

Zone out on 'em, Baby

[Verse 1: DaBaby & Justin Credible]

I am out your business

But I can kick it to ya, give you knowledge if you listen

Just grind until it's finished

Keep 'em out your business

They probably ain't gon' frisk me, so I sneak in with the blicky

Then leave out with the bitches

Pussy, weed, and alcohol

I ain't had no sleep for like two days, like I'm on Adderall

Took her home and had a ball

Breakfast with the Tylenol

When I say took her home, I ain't talking 'bout my crib. Nigga, not at all

Make me sick, 'cause I'm a dog (Yes)

Wear his purse 'cause he a bitch

Nigga hate his-self so he leave comments when he see my pics

I act like I ain't seen the shit

The nigga still ain't found himself

I told him, "Fuck it, go jump off a bridge today and drown to death"

I don't mean no harm, I'm tryna' help

A lot of these little niggas in the way

Tired of these niggas, so give 'em game

Bron on these niggas, I'm in the paint (Uh)

Fouled me while I was getting the fade (Come on)

Go to work on these niggas, I'm clocking in

I wasn't focused before, now I'm locking in

I'm on go and I bet I won't stop again

I don't want it no more, I'mma swap the Benz (Keep going!)

I don't look like you niggas, don't call me twin

If my momma don't know you, don't call me bro

Ain't no hope for this motherfuckin' generation

Ain't no women left, you gotta find a hoe

And ain't no real niggas left for the women either

Did her dirty, now, that bitch gettin' even

He got comfortable. That nigga didn't see it

He in love with the hoe, and she still a eater

[Chorus: DaBaby & Justin Credible]

But I am out ya' business

But I can kick it to ya', give you knowledge if you listen

Just grind until it's finished (Come on, man)

Keep 'em out your business (Yeah)

They probably didn't frisk me, so I sneak in with the blicky

Then leave out with the bitches (Hahahahaha)

[Interlude: DaBaby & Justin Credible]

You know what I'm saying? They ain't frisk me, so I sneak in with the blicky

But when I leave, I leave out with bitches

DaBaby's here, man

You know what I'm saying? The bad ones

Only the bad ones, right? Look, look

I'mma go back in

Facts. Go crazy then

[Verse 2: DaBaby & Justin Credible]

Fuck it, nigga, spin again

Having too much fun on this little beat, feel like a kid again (Mm)

Feels just like I'm 10 again

This shit hit like ridin' a bike

Do this shit again, again—

'Gain, again

We in here talking our shit, we in here gettin' it in

Both of us in here, dripping sweat. I'm a chocolate nigga, M&M's

Walking on this shit, look how I'm talking; this shit getting serious

Be done punched you in your motherfuckin' mouth with them ol' big veneers

I'm the best rapper alive for the next fifty years (Woah!)

[Chorus: DaBaby & Justin Credible]

Nigga, I am out ya' business

But I can kick it to 'em, give 'em knowledge if they listen (Let's do it then)

Just grind it 'till it's finished (Yes)

And keep 'em out your business

They probably ain't gon' frisk me, so I sneak in with the blicky

Then leave out with the bitches

Pussy, weed, and alcohol

[Interlude: Da Baby & Justin Credible]

You know what I'm sayin'?

I leave out with the bitches, a little pussy, a lil' weed, and a lil' alcohol (Right)

You know what I'm saying? (Only the bad ones)

I ain't smoke weed in like, two or three weeks though, I'm thinking about quittin' (Okay)

Yeah. It's Baby

Baby

For like the next fifty years

Best rapper alive for the next fifty years

I'mma do it for you. Yeah

I'mma do it for you—

Take the jacket off on 'em, my boy Yeah, you know

Jacket gotta come off. Anytime. Baby is here, man

I ain't even had the jacket on to take the jacket off this time. Baby in this bitch

Just 'cause I ain't have no jacket to take off this time, I'm coming back in two weeks

So you niggas, you know Oh! Two weeks!

You niggas hurry up, blow his phone up. Everybody else that's rapping everywhere else, y'all keep—

Keep doin' what you doing. I'm, look—

I'm inspired, you get what I'm saying? (Talk about it!)

I'll be back

You niggas got two weeks to goddamn do ya' thing

Until then, you know. We gon' hold the motherfuckin' crown down. Demonstrating every time

Justin Credible freestyle series, Baby

Crazy! DaBaby

Yay, I'mma just leave it like that

Power 106, Justin Credible n' DaBaby like that. Ooh

Justin Credible!