Who Shot Ya

[Verse]

Who shot your homeboy? Nigga with a diaper on?

Got on a classic Biggie beat and got a cypher on?

Your girl said she stickin' with DaBaby, right or wrong

Just gave me head in the rented car while the lights was on

You know me, I be chillin’ and coolin', know I'm the shit with the music

Since you in love with computers, go look my name up on Google

And please don’t turn to a groupie, these other niggas be goofy

Might as well pick up popcorn, we finna make this a movie

I'm somewhere laid up with a stallion, lettin' them haters hate

Eating jumbo shrimp with the steak off a paper plate

Balling on 'em like Michael Jordan back in '88

Got my dick sucked before my flight, it almost made me late

I'm in a different bracket than rappers, these niggas can't relate

Don't make me get to slappin’ at rappers, give ’em a change of face

I made so many racks off of trapping, yeah, I was slanging weight

I put the weed down and start eating, they say I'm gaining weight

Who shot you, that lil’ nigga with the pamper Baby?

With 10 pounds of Cali weed inside the hamper Baby?

Your baby mama looking like she want a sample, baby

I pulled up with the bald fade like a cancer patient

Who shot you, the lil' nigga that be on Instagram?

Do what the fuck he wanna do, like he don't give a damn?

Just got some head after the show inside the sprinter van

They know I'm a fool ’cause I'm smooth and cool as a ceiling fan

You need to get your boss, I ain't tryna fuck with the middle man

I'm charging just to talk, nothing personal, I'm business man

So if you ain't got it, I'll get it from you later

And when I need motivation I get it from a hater

And when I need some good head I go get it from your lady

I just might fly out to Cali and ball like I'm a Laker

And send a box to my brother and let him get some paper

Come back to Charlotte a Muslim like, "As-salamu alaykum"

Pull up in a silver Bentley like Mr. Arnold Taylor

And all I need is a coupe 'cause I'm riding with my lady

And if you seeking the truth, then you better find DaBaby

Your label gotta be stupid if you don't sign DaBaby

The struggle, had to go through with it, now I'm finally patient

And I'm enjoying the journey and all the time it's taking

And when it come to my city, they treat me like I'm Diddy

And if I get shot today, they gon' treat me like I'm Biggie

Huh, who shot you?

[Outro]

That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby

R.I.P B.I.G

R.I.P this motherfuckin' beat

DaBaby

And I do that hip-hop shit too, this for you hip-hop heads, man

You hip-hoppers, haha

Who shot you?