LIGHTSKIN sh*t lyrics

by

Quavo


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

[Chorus: DaBaby]
My b*tch like a model
Where the genie? She shaped like a bottle
f*ck a IG, she too fine to follow
Powerball, b*tch, I just hit the Lotto (Cha-ching)
Tylenol, she too sick, call a doctor (Sick)
f*ck a pill, where that pus*y? I'll pop it (I'll pop)
I'm a dog, I'ma sh*t on my last ho
All the pretty b*tches need a as*h*le, let's go

[Verse 1: DaBaby]
Lightskin sh*t
She f*ck with me, she turn into a lightskin b*tch (Uh, haa)
Family in our business on some hype man sh*t
She ain't respondin' to my text, she on some lightskin sh*t, I don't like that sh*t
Pull up with a new ho (Let's go, skrrt)
Wrecked my four-door, I went bought a two-door (Yeah)
When you out, we on liquor and Nuvo (Huh)
I'ma dog on the b*tch, call me Cujo (Grrr, b*tch, yeah)
I went, ran the score up (Uh)
Put my di*k 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*ck is a pic to a rich n*gga? (n*gga)
I'm havin' my way with your b*tch
The same b*tch that was havin' her way with a b*tch n*gga (Hahaha)
n*ggas goin' out sad 'bout these hoes, but me? Um
[Chorus: DaBaby]
My b*tch like a model
Where the genie? She shaped like a bottle
f*ck a IG, she too fine to follow
Powerball, b*tch, I just hit the Lotto (Cha-ching)
Tylenol, she too sick, call a doctor (Sick)
f*ck a pill, where that pus*y? I'll pop it (I'll pop)
I'm a dog, I'ma sh*t on my last ho
All the pretty b*tches need a as*h*le, let's go

[Verse 2: Future]
My b*tch 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 (Baby)
Got a real one and she reppin' Taliban, gang (Yeah)
[Chorus: DaBaby]
My b*tch like a model
Where the genie? She shaped like a bottle
f*ck a IG, she too fine to follow
Powerball, b*tch, I just hit the Lotto (Cha-ching)
Tylenol, she too sick, call a doctor (Sick)
f*ck a pill, where that pus*y? I'll pop it (I'll pop)
I'm a dog, I'ma sh*t on my last ho
All the pretty b*tches need a as*h*le, let's go
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