Multiple mixtapes followed in the coming months, with 2017 offering Billion Dollar Baby, Baby Talk, Baby Talk 2, 3, and 4, as well as Back on My Baby Jesus Sh!t. 2018 continued in a similarly fashion with Baby Talk 5 and Blank Blank. In November of 2018, while shopping with his family at a Walmart in Huntersville, North Carolina, Kirk was approached by several men. An altercation broke out and gunfire ensued, resulting in the death of 19-year-old Jalyn Domonique Craig. Kirk, while involved in the dispute, did not admit to firing the fatal shots and was not charged with any crime connected to the incident. DaBaby got a label deal in 2019 when he signed on with Interscope.
The label quickly released Baby on Baby in March of that year, a full-length that was preceded by videos for singles "Suge" and "Walker, Texas Ranger."
NEIGHBORHOOD SUPERSTAR
DaBaby Lyrics
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She like baby blue like she from Carolina
Ain't foldin' under pressure, so I had to buy her diamonds
Ain't talk '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 goin' for shit
I be on everything (everything)
She be like, "Baby, just chill", uh
I be like, "Baby, shit real"
I looked in your eyes, you looked at the floor
So I'm tryna know what you know, what's the deal? (Fuck goin' on)
What's goin' on? Nigga, 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 homis
Soon as he come out then we got 'em
We gon' drop 'em, bitch
I'm full of pills, I'm sorry mama
Them niggas slang that fire and Molly, pop it
I can't squash it, it's a must, you know I gotta
I been with that shit, they know that
Got Ms, been bleedin' before that
5k, nigga, check my coat tag
Slip once, leave 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? Nigga, 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, nigga hopped out with a thick bitch (yeah)
Must be from Atlanta"
Fuck that, they ain't see I hopped out with that blammer
They ain't know I got in with the stick on me
They don't know that this bitch right here bulletproof (let's go)
I can't wait for a nigga to hit it (let's go)
I really be cool as a bitch but get rude as a bitch
If I get the wrong energy (yeah)
They know I'll put a ho out if I love her or not
To protect my lil' energy
Maybe shit, Baby too real for the industry
Or maybe they know they never can get to me
Know that they know 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 hundred thousand, just me and my homie
Lurkin', we loaded all the way until the mornin'
Get a bad lil' bitch so I can bone her
Nawf 38, posted on that corner
Waitin' for opps and duckin' cops
.30 on my hip and under papa house I got a hundred shots
Niggas spin on his block, on Dump don't stop
I can 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
The spot be jumpin' like some shocks
No Jigga, get it on for real
Ain't done with that ass, they get done for real
Let 'em talk that shit while on them pills
Turn down as soon he feel this steel
Nigga, know we do this shit, for real
Tryna fight, by night his top get peeled
In the car by one, by two, he killed
By four I booked and flew the jet
On the way LA while on a Lear
She on me bad, 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 gang
They know I'm the murder man
Don't come around, nigga you frowned
Fuck around? It's gon' go down
Equip that shit, it ain't a sound
Left nine bodies in the town
I left my bitch and got somethin' new
Left her too, bitch I'm a hound
Ready to bite me a nigga (I'm a dog)
I really don't like that lil' nigga (Baby)
Ooh, he a icy lil' nigga (Go)
I'm in this bitch with that stick, popping shit
I'ma pull that bitch out before I fight me a nigga (boom, boom)
I'm on vacation, I can't get my hands on a banger
I fuck around, knife me a nigga
I fuck around, poke me a nigga
I fuck around, choke me a nigga
I fuck around, take me a lil' nigga ho (yeah)
Put dick in her face, make her beatbox (go)
Ain't seen a thing hotter since he popped
Fuck that, four five, got it on de-cock
On that bullshit you niggas think that you on (let's go)
Fuck around and get spanked for a song (spank)
Fuck around and get spinned for a diss (spinned)
You gon' let that comment get you killed (yeah, bitch)
Every day, tryna stay out the way
Still adjusting to fame in this industry shit
Send a sh and I pay for the shit
I go in your shit, make you pay for that lip (keep goin')
Neighborhood superstar, throwing weed in the car
They like, "Boy, you can't pay for that zip" (keep goin')
They like, "Nigga we ain't charging you shit" (keep goin')
Baby put on for Charlotte, he lit (yeah)
Got a cold-blooded killer in the car behind me
With a body and a stock on the side of his stick (boom, boom)
I was thinkin' 'bout a body, can't forget about the last two
He add another homi' to the list
On the daily, got two of them bitches
This one a semi, this one a switch
Doing my dance in here, thuggin', yeah
He hatin' for free, the nigga's a bitch
I'm in here with Nina Simone
I made her top fast, gave her some tits
Pullin' her hair 'til she stutter, yeah
Fuckin' on her with no rubber, yeah
She like baby blue like she from Carolina
Ain't foldin' under pressure, so I had to buy her diamonds
Ain't talk '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 goin' for shit
I do too much, you can ask my mama
I be on everything
She be like, "Baby, just chill", uh
I be like, "Baby, shit real"
I looked in your eyes, you looked at the floor
So I'm tryna know what you know, what's the deal? Yeah
What's goin' on? Nigga, do we got a problem?
Uppin' on every car that pull beside me
In the song "Neighborhood Superstar," DaBaby and YoungBoy Never Broke Again focus on their elevated status in their neighborhoods and the dangers they face on a daily basis. The song begins with Leor telling them to "light it up," signaling the start of something exciting. DaBaby raps about a girl who he likes and who likes him back because she is not afraid of pressure, so he had to buy her diamonds. He also references protecting his energy from negativity, as he won't hesitate to put somebody out if they cross him.
DaBaby and YoungBoy also talk about their reputation in the streets, making it known that they are not afraid to handle their problems. They mention doubling back with straps, running down and popping anyone who gets in their way. They also talk about their willingness to fight and take action against anyone who tries to test them. They further talk about their ability to handle the business and stay out of the way of the cameras.
Overall, the song talks about the harsh realities of being a neighborhood superstar and the constant danger they face just by living their lives. It also highlights the importance of protecting oneself and staying vigilant in high-pressure situations.
Line by Line Meaning
She like baby blue like she from Carolina
She is attracted to me like the color baby blue, which is associated with the state of Carolina.
Ain't foldin' under pressure, so I had to buy her diamonds
She remains strong and resilient in challenging situations, so I rewarded her with luxurious gifts like diamonds.
Ain't talk 'bout shit on waist, but tell 'em, 'They don't want my problems now'
I may not openly display weapons, but I warn others that they should not invite trouble by engaging with me.
We gon' double back, jump out with straps, run down and pop 'em, slime
We will circle back to confront our enemies, armed and ready, and swiftly take them down, showing no mercy.
Ain't goin' for shit
I don't stand for any nonsense or petty conflicts.
I do too much, you can ask my mama
I am involved in various activities and pursuits, and my mother can attest to my busy lifestyle.
I be on everything
I am engaged and invested in everything, always striving for success.
She be like, 'Baby, just chill', uh
She tries to calm me down and encourage me to relax.
I be like, 'Baby, shit real'
I remind her that the reality of life is intense and demanding.
I looked in your eyes, you looked at the floor
When I tried to make a connection with you, you evaded eye contact and displayed discomfort.
So I'm tryna know what you know, what's the deal? (Fuck goin' on)
Therefore, I am curious about the information you possess and what is happening in your life.
What's goin' on? Nigga, do we got a problem?
I question if there is an issue or conflict between us.
Uppin' on every car that pull beside me
I raise my guard and remain vigilant when any vehicle approaches me.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Jonathan Kirk, Kentrell Gaulden
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@GGYoungKentrell
[Intro]
(Leor, light it up)
[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again & DaBaby]
She like Baby blue like she from Carolina
Ain't folding under pressure, so I had to buy her diamonds
Ain't talk '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 goin' for shit, I do too much, you can ask my mama, I be on everything (Everything)
She be like, "Baby, just chill"
Uh, 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?)
Yeah, nigga, do we got a problem?
Uppin' on every car that pull beside mе
[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Leavin' they project full of bodiеs
I turn that beat to plenty homis
Soon as he come out, then we got him, we gon' drop him, bitch
I'm full of pills, I'm sorry, mama
Them niggas slang that fire at my lil' partners
I can't squash it, it's a must, you know I gotta
I been with that shit, they know that
Got Ms, been bleedin' before that
Five K, nigga, check my coat tag
Slip once, leave the 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? Nigga know I don't play that
[Verse 2: DaBaby]
Let's go
Stay out the way with them cameras
I just seen Baby pull up in the Phantom
Almost hit me, nigga hopped out with a thick bitch (Yeah), must be from Atlanta
Fuck that, they ain't see I hopped out with that blammer
They ain't know I got in with the stick on me
They don't know that this bitch right here bulletproof (Let's go)
I can't wait for a nigga to hit it (Let's go)
I really be cool as a bitch, but get rude as a bitch if I get the wrong energy (Yeah)
They know I'll put a ho out if I love her or not to protect my lil' energy
Maybe, shit, Baby too real for the industry
[Verse 3: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Or maybe they know that they never could get to me
Know that they know that they never could finish me
Let off my glizzy, I'm feelin' a symphony, yeah
I'm in a 'Burban and I got it on me
Three hundred thousand, just me and my homie
Lurkin', we loaded all the way 'til the morning
Get a bad lil' bitch so I could bone her
Nawf 38, posted on that corner
Waitin' for opps and duckin' cops
Thirty on my hip and under papa house I got a hundred shots
Nigga spin on his 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
The spot be jumpin' like some Shocks, no Jigga, get it on for real
I ain't done, what it is? It get dumb for real
Let 'em talk that shit while on them pills
Turn down as soon he feel this steel
Nigga know we do this shit for real
Try fight by night, his top get peeled
In the car by one, by two, he killed
By four, I booked and flew the jet, on the way LA while on a Lear
She on me bad, 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 choppers
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 gang
They know I'm the murder man
Don't come around, leave you frowned
Fuck around, it's gon' go down
Equip that shit, it ain't a sound
Left nine bodies in the town
[Verse 4: DaBaby & YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Yeah, I left my bitch and got somethin' new, left her too, bitch, I'm a hound (Rawr, rawr)
Ready to bite me a nigga (I'm a dog)
I really don't like that lil' nigga
Baby, ooh, he an icy lil' nigga (Go)
I'm in this bitch with that stick, poppin' shit, I'ma pull that bitch out 'fore I fight me a nigga (Boom, boom)
I'm on vacation and can't get my hands on a banger, I fuck around, knife me a nigga
I fuck around, poke me a nigga (Uh)
I fuck around, choke me a nigga (Uh, bitch)
I fuck 'round and take me a lil' nigga ho (Yeah), put dick in her face, make her beatbox (Go)
Ain't seen a thing hotter since he popped
Fuck that, four-five, got it on de-cock
On that bullshit you niggas think that you on (Let's go)
Fuck around and get spanked for a song (Get spanked)
Fuck around and get spinned for a diss (Get spinned)
You gon' let that comment get you killed (Yeah, bitch)
Every day, tryna stay out the way, still adjusting to fame in this industry shit (Yeah, nigga)
Send a— shh, and I'll pay for the shit
I go in your shit, make you pay for that lip (Keep going)
Neighborhood superstar, throwing weed in the car, they like, "Boy, you can't pay for that zip" (Keep going)
They like, "Nigga, we ain't charging you shit" (Keep going)
Baby put on for Charlotte, he lit (Yeah)
Like, cold blooded killer in the car behind me with a bot and it's stock on the side of his stick (Boom, boom)
Always thinking 'bout a body, can't forget about the last two, he add another homi' on the list
On that day, they got two of them bitches
This one a semi, this one a switch
Doing my dance in here thuggin', yeah, he hating for free, the nigga's a bitch
I'm in here with Nina Simone, I made her top fast, gave her some tits
Pulling her hair, then she stutter, yeah
Fucking on her with no rubber, yeah (Oh, yeah)
[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again & DaBaby]
She like Baby blue like she from Carolina
Ain't folding under pressure, so I had to buy her diamonds
Ain't talk '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 goin' for shit, I do too much, you can ask my mama, I be on everything
She be like, "Baby, just chill"
Uh, 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, nigga, do we got a problem?
Uppin' on every car that pull beside me
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@michellezhang5215
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