Dababy Light Skin Shit Lyrics

Light Skin sh!t Lyrics by Dababy Ft. jetsonmade & Future

[Intro: DaBaby] Uh, uh, uh-huh
Yeah (Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)

[Chorus: DaBaby] My b*tch like a model
Word to genie, she shaped like a bottle
fvck a IG, she too fine to follow
Powerball, bit*h, I just hit the Lotto (Cha-ching)
Tylenol, she too sick, call a doctor (Sick)
F**k a pill, where that pu$$y? I’ll pop it (I’ll pop)
I’m a dog, I’ma sh*t on my last ho
All the pretty bit*hes need a a$$hole, let’s go

 

[Verse 1: DaBaby] Light skin sh*t
She f**k with me, she turn into a light skin B!tch (Uh, haa)
Family in our business on some hype man sh*t
She ain’t respondin’ to my text, she on some light skin sh!t, I don’t like that sh!t
Pull up with a new ho (Let’s go, skrrt)
Rip my photo, I went bought a two-door (Yeah)
When you out, we on liquor and Nuvo (Huh)
I’ma dog on the bit*h, call me Kujo (Grrr, B!tch, yeah)
I went, ran the score up (Uh)
Put my d!ck down her throat ’til she throw up (Throw up)
Hard to hide out in public, they know us
Picture’s viral before the sh!t go up (Pic)
F**k is a pic to a rich niqqa? (Niqqa)
I’m havin’ my way with your bit*h
The same bit*h that was havin’ her way with a bit*h ni**a (Hahaha)
Niqqas goin’ out sad ’bout these hoes, but me? Um

 

[Chorus: DaBaby] My b*tch like a model
Word to genie, she shaped like a bottle
fvck a IG, she too fine to follow
Powerball, bit*h, I just hit the Lotto (Cha-ching)
Tylenol, she too sick, call a doctor (Sick)
F**k a pill, where that pu$$y? I’ll pop it (I’ll pop)
I’m a dog, I’ma sh*t on my last ho
All the pretty bit*hes need a a$$hole, let’s go

 

[Verse 2: Future] My bit*h in the trap with a mask on (Yeah)
I just flipped two dimes in the restroom (Let’s go)
Had the magazine tucked like a super goon (Baby)
Had to sweep the drug money with the broom (Woo)
Might cop the Chanel in the back-back (We did it)
I can buy the bales with the money in the backpack, yeah (We got it)
And Rolex, yeah

Almost went to Hell, that’s a big fact (Pluto)
I done cut up the wrist on my sleeve (I cut it)
Like I’m suicidal on the jet (Let’s go)
I done turnt your favorite to a pet (Turn up)
Check the hunnid milli presidents, it’s hard to fall off, I’m super relevant (I’m super)
On the billi dollar, killed the middle man tryna treat me like I’m not the trigger man
Got a real one and she reppin’ Taliban, gang (Yeah)

 

[Chorus: DaBaby] My b*tch like a model
Word to genie, she shaped like a bottle
fvck a IG, she too fine to follow
Powerball, bit*h, I just hit the Lotto (Cha-ching)
Tylenol, she too sick, call a doctor (Sick)
F**k a pill, where that pu$$y? I’ll pop it (I’ll pop)
I’m a dog, I’ma sh*t on my last ho
All the pretty bit*hes need a a$$hole, let’s go