NEIGHBORHOOD SUPERSTAR Lyrics by DaBaby & YoungBoy Never Broke Again
(Leor, light that up)
She like baby blue like she from Carolina
I ain’t folding under pressure so I had to buy diamonds
I ain’t talking ’bout shit on waist but tell em they don’t want my problems now
We gon’ double back, jump out with straps, run down and pop ’em slime
Ain’t going for shit, I do too much
I do too much, you can ask my momma
I be on anything (Everything)
She be like, “Baby, just chill”
I be like, “Baby, shit real”
I looked in your eyes but you looked at the floor
So I’m tryna know what you know, what’s the deal? (What’s goin’ on?)
N****, do we got a problem?
Uppin’ on every car that pull beside me
Leavin’ they project full of bodies
I turn that beat to plenty high notes
Soon as he come out then we got ’em
We gon’ drop ’em, bitch
I’m full of pills, I’m sorry mama
Them n***** slang that fire at my lil’ potnas
I can’t squash it, it’s a must you know I gotta
I been with that shit, they know that
Got M’s, been bleedin’ before that
5k, n****, check my coat tag
Slip once, need a bitch with a toe tag
Drive fast, no plate on the Maybach
Trap house where they stash them plates at
Goyard where I tuck my Drac’ at
Stick who, n****? Know I don’t play that
Let’s go, stay out the way with them cameras
“I just seen Baby pull up in a Phantom, almost hit me
N**** hopped out with a thick bitch, must be from Atlanta (Yeah)
Fuck that, they ain’t see I hopped out with that blammer
They ain’t know I got in with that stick on me
They don’t know that this bitch right here bulletproof
I can’t wait for a n**** to hit it (Let’s go)
I really be cool as a bitch but rude as a bitch if I get the wrong energy (Yeah)
They know I’ll put a hoe out if I love her or not to protect my lil’ energy
Maybe shit, Baby too real for the industry
Or maybe they know that they never can get to me
Know that they know that they never can finish me
Let off my Glizzy, I’m feelin’ a symphony, yeah
I’m in a ‘Burban and I got it on me
Three hunnid thousand, just me and my homie
Lurkin’, we loaded all the way till the mornin’
Get a bad lil’ bitch so I could bone her
Nawf 38, posted on that corner
Waiting for opps and ducking cops
.30 on my hip and under pawpaw house I got a hunnid shots
N**** been on this block, on Dump don’t stop
I could bet his car get chopped
Let me hit from the back, say “Top”
Come out, turn around then let her get on top
Got millions, still invest in blocks
We get ’em, never through the mail
This spot be jumping like some Shocks
No Jigga, get it on for real
I ain’t done with the ass, it get dumb for real
Let ’em talk that shit while on them pills
Turn down as soon as he feel this steel
N****, know we do this shit for real
Tryna fight, by night his top get peeled
In the car by 1:00, by 2:00 he killed
By 4:00 I booked and flew the jet
On my way to LA while on a leer
She home in bed, so what it is?
Grip her body, know I got it
Take her home and beat her body
I be diggin’ all inside it
Suicidal Kamikaze, pussy shit I don’t acknowledge
Jump out runnin’ from them choppas
Tried to hide and then they caught me gang
I leave a stain, all you hear is “Bang, bang”
Bitch, lay down, I run that game
They know I’m the murder man
Don’t come around ,leave you frowned
Fuck around? It’s gon’ go down
You cook that shit, ain’t a sound
Left nine bodies in the town
I left my bitch and got something new
Left her too bitch, I’ma hound
Ready to bite me a n**** (I’ma dog)
I really don’t like that lil’ n**** (Baby)
Ooh, he a icy lil’ n****
I’m in this bitch with that stick popping shit
I’ma pull this shit before I fight me a n****
I’m on vacation and can’t get my hands on a thang
I’ll fuck around and knife me a n****
I’m talking bout poke me a n****
I’ll fuck around and choke me a n****
I’ll fuck around and take me a lil’ n**** hoe
Put dick in her face make her beatbox
Ain’t seen a thing hotter since he popped
Fuck that, four five got it on d cock
On that bullshit you n***** think what you want
Fuck around get spanked for a song (Get spanked)
Fuck around get spinned for a diss (Get spinned)
You gon’ let that comment get you killed, yeah bitch
Everyday tryna stay out the way, still adjusting to fame and this industry shit
Send the shit and I’ll pay for the shit
I’ll go in ya shit, make you pay for that lip
Neighborhood superstar throwing weed in the car, they like boy you can’t pay for that zip (Keep going)
They like n**** we ain’t charging you shit
“Baby put on for Charlotte, he lit”
Got a cold blooded killer in the car behind me with a brand new stock on the side of his stick
I was thinking ’bout a body can’t forget about the last two, he’ll add another homi’ on his list
On the daily I got two of them bitches
This one a semi, this one a switch
Doing my dance in here thugging, yeah
He hating for free, the n****’s a bitch
I’m in here with Nina Simone
I made her talk fast, gave her some tits
Pulling her hair till she stutter, yeah
Fucking on her with no rubber
She like baby blue like she from Carolina
I ain’t folding under pressure so I had to buy diamonds
I ain’t talking ’bout shit on waist but tell ’em they don’t want my problems now
We gone double back, jump out with straps, run down and pop ’em slime
Ain’t going for shit, I do too much
You can ask my momma, I be on anything
She be like “Baby, just chill”
I be like “Baby, shit real”
I looked in your eyes but you looked at the floor
So I’m tryna know what you know, what’s the deal, yeah?
N****, do we got a problem?
Uppin’ on every car that pull beside me