In this expressive narrative, DaBaby vividly reflects on his journey from obscurity to prominence. He uses the track to underscore his newfound status in the music industry and the lifestyle changes that come with it. The lyrics highlight his transition from having nothing to being in high-profile meetings and enjoying the attention of influential people due to his success. The song also touches on his past struggles, which he juxtaposes with his current affluence, thus emphasizing the stark contrast between where he was and where he is now. Through this piece, DaBaby aims to inspire listeners who might be going through similar struggles, underscoring the idea that perseverance can lead to significant personal transformation.
THERE HE GO
Lyrics
Huh? (we got London on da Track), okay
Look (I'm in London got my beat from London)
You know I ain't never had shit (okay)
Now I'm somewhere in a meeting getting my ass kissed (no homo)
By a white man 'cause his daughter fuck with my ad-libs (uh-oh)
I done dropped dick in her friend, I'm like, "My bad, sis" (my bad)
That nigga act like he too good, even for a bad bitch (uh-huh)
I'm a buy a Lambo' 'fore this album hit the fans, bitch
Tell the valet park my shit at the front, I'ma hit the gas bitch (let's go)
I just did five shows, three days, came out with the bag, bitch (bag)
Pockets on 45K and a four-five, so I sag, bitch
If a fat bitch know how to get some money, I'll fuck a fat bitch (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Gotta show coming up in London and got London on da Track, bitch (yuh)
I give a fan a high five at the airport, she did a backflip (oh my God, ahh)
And I just went platinum and I'm coming back like
Huh? Okay
Looking for me?
Huh? Okay
Looking for me?
Here I go
Man, fuck Baby
That little nigga in there (salt)
She really selling pussy, she act like she selling swimwear (okay)
A couple thousand to your name, act like a millionaire (that's not an M)
But I don't knock your hustle, get it out the mud, I been there (uh-huh)
Man, I'm so tired of a nigga talking 'bout who broke like we ain't all came up from the bottom (okay)
We came up, I give 'em hope
And way before a nigga signed, I made a rhyme, I was providing for my side (uh-huh)
No, I had 'em low, and they had them high
You shop with me, you ain't gotta lie (yeah)
Now a nigga legit, huh
Fifty thousand just to walk through and do my one-two on yo' bitch, huh
And bougie hoes, they wanna fuck with me, now I got 'em all on my dick now
Like Lil Baby, four pockets all full of money, can't fit now
Man, I pull up, niggas howlin'
Huh? Okay
Looking for me?
Huh? Okay
Looking for me?
Here I go
You know I ain't never had shit, okay
Now I'm somewhere in a meeting getting my ass kissed (no homo)
By a white man 'cause his daughter fuck with my ad-libs (uh-oh)
I done dropped dick in her friend, I'm like, "My bad, sis" (my bad)
That nigga act like he too good, even for a bad bitch
Writer(s): Dylan Taylor Cleary-Krell, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, London Tyler Holmes
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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