Free DaBoii lyrics

[Intro: DaBoii]
(Ha-ha-ha-ha, Ryu, this is crazy)
Yeah, I'm in the stu' buzzin'
Ayy, you can take that echo off, on my mama
Yeah, on the gang, n*gga
I'm in the stu' smokin' on 'za
High than a b*tch, off perc forty
Stupid-ass n*gga
Yeah, on the gang
Yeah, you got it, yeah

[Verse 1: DaBoii & Skilla Baby]
You got it tatted on your skin, you ain't gon' die about it, though
Yeah, hold up, yeah
You got it tatted on your skin, you ain't gon' die about it, though
Uh, touch you, a n*gga tried, now he gone
Pillow talkin' to them hoes, too many n*ggas breakin' codes
I hit that boy up in his jaw but I was tryna break his nose
And my b*tch bad as hell, she be gettin' what she want
Talk to the club with my lil' b*tch and they be tellin' us we GOATs
It only take one call for me to get a n*gga gone (Ha-ha-ha-ha, Ryu, this is crazy)
b*tch asked if I'm high, dumb b*tch, I'm off a four
I bet this Glock-23 turn a n*gga to a ghost
Talk to me with some respect or you gon' make me black out
Don't spark that sh*t up in my 'Wood, my n*gga, put that black out
That chopper choke slam a n*gga, Friday Night SmackDown
n*ggas claim they havin' motion, tell them pull them racks out
These n*ggas lie so much, swear they need a cap and gown
Get your ass beat, son, come on, put the strap down
Don't even got no destination, just be crusin' when I'm high
b*tch, I don't even pop the perky, I just chew it like a knot
Yeah, lil' bro ain't got no target, he just fool us with the Glock
b*tch, if you don't wanna lose me, gotta do me on the spot
Yeah, on the—
b*tch, I'll do a n*gga cold just for talkin' like he hot
Told that b*tch that she love me, gotta give me all she got (Huh, huh?)
On the gang, n*gga
[Verse 2: Skilla Baby]
Keep some killers in the back of me
Every time a n*gga sneak diss me, it get back to me
Rollie came factory (Huh?), I ain't got no lack in me (Huh?)
My lil' b*tch face cold, pus*y satisfactory (Ah-ha)
Rich, still packin' weed (Huh?), I'm a different breed (Huh?)
Man, I'm tired of these n*ggas out here actin' weak, huh
n*gga, I don't play fair, when I see you, fah-fah-fah (Fah-fah-fah)
When I get home, I'ma need some pus*y, mama
When I want to send a hit, take my money to the aux (Huh?)
As-salamu alaykum, n*gga, Insha'Allah
I can get a n*gga rich (Huh?), I can get a n*gga dropped
I can get a n*gga dropped from the label like right now (Like right now)
I don't worry 'bout the hook 'cause I keep a lawyer (Huh?)
My n*gga 'bout to go to jail, n*gga, free DaBoii
New '23 Hellcat, I keep a toy
All these pus*y n*ggas actin' tough got me annoyed (Huh?)

[Interlude: Skilla Baby]
Nah, for real (Ha-ha-ha-ha, Ryu, this is crazy)
Ain't it crazy, though? (Ain't it crazy?)

[Verse 3: Skilla Baby]
My four-five don't play, it'll take his soul (Baow)
Get him out the way, when I see him, I'ma play my role (Huh?)
This dope so strong, it could take a four (It could take a four)
I ain't the n*gga to be f*cked with, they ain't know (Huh?)