Rockstar
DaBaby Lyrics


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Woo, woo
I pull up like
How you pull up, Baby? How you pull up? (Oh)
How you pull up? I pull up (Seth in the kitchen)
Let's go

Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car
With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar?
This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock (woo)
My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (woo)
You better let me go the day you need me (woo)
Soon as you up me on that nigga, get to bustin' (woo)
And if I ain't enough, go get the chop

It's safe to say I earned it, ain't a nigga gave me nothin' (yeah, yeah)
I'm ready to hop out on a nigga, get to bustin'
Know you heard me say, "You play, you lay," don't make me push the button
Full of pain, dropped enough tears to fill up a fuckin' bucket
Goin' for buckets, I bought a chopper
I got a big drum, it hold a hundred, ain't goin' for nothin'
I'm ready to air it out on all these niggas, I can see 'em runnin'
Just talked to my mama, she hit me on FaceTime
Just to check up on me and my brother
I'm really the baby, she know that her youngest son
Was always guaranteed to get the money (okay, let's go)
She know that her baby boy was always guaranteed to get the loot
She know what I do, she know 'fore I run from a nigga, I'ma pull it out and shoot (boom)
PTSD, I'm always waking up in cold sweats like I got the flu
My daughter a G, she saw me kill a nigga in front of her before the age of two
And I'll kill another nigga too
'Fore I let another nigga do somethin' to you
Long as you know that, don't let nobody tell you different
Daddy love you (yeah, yeah)

Let's go
Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car
With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar?
This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock (woo)
My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (woo)
You better let me go the day you need me (woo)
Soon as you up me on that nigga, get to bustin' (woo, yeah)
And if I ain't enough, go get the chop

Keep a Glocky when I ride in the Suburban
'Cause the codeine had a young nigga swervin'
I got the mop, watch me wash 'em like detergent
And I'm ballin', that's why it's diamonds on my jersey
Slide on opps' side and flip the block back, yeah, yeah
My junior popped him and left him lopsided, yeah, yeah
We spin his block, got the rebound, Dennis Rodman
You fool me one time, you can't cross me again
Twelve hundred horsepower, I get lost in the wind
If he talkin' on the yard, the pen' dogs'll take his chin
Maybach SUV for my refugees
Buy blocks in the hood, put money in the streets
I was solo when the opps caught me at the gas station
Had it on me, thirty thousand, thought it was my last day
But they ain't even want no smoke (no smoke)
If I had to choose it, murder what she wrote

Let's go
Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car
With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar?
This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock (woo)
My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (woo)
You better let me go the day you need me (woo)




Soon as you up me on that nigga, get to bustin' (woo)
And if I ain't enough, go get the chop

Overall Meaning

In DaBaby's "ROCKSTAR," the rapper explores themes of power, fame, and violence. In the chorus, DaBaby emphasizes his wealth, status, and authority by referencing his brand new Lamborghini and his firearm, which he compares to a police officer's weapon. He asserts his dominance in the music industry by proclaiming himself a "real" rockstar with a Glock instead of a guitar. The verses delve deeper into his biography, detailing his experiences with street violence and his uncompromising stance on protecting his loved ones. He describes his PTSD, which causes him to wake up with cold sweats, and recounts the time when he had to kill a man in front of his daughter to protect her.


Line by Line Meaning

Woo, woo
Excitement and energy are building up.


I pull up like
I arrive in style.


How you pull up, Baby? How you pull up? (Oh)
How do you arrive, DaBaby? How do you arrive?


How you pull up? I pull up (Seth in the kitchen)
I arrive prepared with Seth in the kitchen.


Let's go
It's time to get things started.


Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car
I can afford a Lamborghini and don't need to ride in a cop car.


With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I carry a gun just like a cop.


Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar?
Have you ever met someone like me, a true rockstar?


This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock (woo)
This gun defines who I am, not a musical instrument.


My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (woo)
I'll use this gun to defend myself.


You better let me go the day you need me (woo)
But when I help you, don't forget to set me free.


Soon as you up me on that nigga, get to bustin' (woo)
I'll use this gun to shoot anyone who tries to hurt me.


And if I ain't enough, go get the chop
If this gun isn't enough, I'll get a bigger one.


It's safe to say I earned it, ain't a nigga gave me nothin' (yeah, yeah)
I worked hard for my success, I didn't have it handed to me.


I'm ready to hop out on a nigga, get to bustin'
If anyone tries to mess with me, I'll shoot them instantly.


Know you heard me say, "You play, you lay," don't make me push the button
You know I'm serious, don't make me pull the trigger.


Full of pain, dropped enough tears to fill up a fuckin' bucket
I've suffered a lot and cried enough to fill a bucket.


Goin' for buckets, I bought a chopper
I'm going for success and bought a helicopter as a symbol of it.


I got a big drum, it hold a hundred, ain't goin' for nothin'
I have a big gun magazine that can hold a hundred bullets, and I'm prepared for anything.


I'm ready to air it out on all these niggas, I can see 'em runnin'
I'm ready to fight anyone who causes trouble, they won't be able to hide from me.


Just talked to my mama, she hit me on FaceTime
I recently talked to my mother on FaceTime.


Just to check up on me and my brother
She wanted to check if my brother and I were doing okay.


I'm really the baby, she know that her youngest son
I'm the baby of the family, and my mother knows that.


Was always guaranteed to get the money (okay, let's go)
I was destined for success.


She know that her baby boy was always guaranteed to get the loot
My mother knows that I'll always get rich no matter what.


She know what I do, she know 'fore I run from a nigga, I'ma pull it out and shoot (boom)
My mother knows that I'll defend myself against anyone who tries to hurt me.


PTSD, I'm always waking up in cold sweats like I got the flu
I suffer from PTSD and wake up sweating and anxious.


My daughter a G, she saw me kill a nigga in front of her before the age of two
My daughter has seen me commit a murder at a very young age.


And I'll kill another nigga too
I won't hesitate to kill anyone who poses a threat to me.


'Fore I let another nigga do somethin' to you
I'll do whatever it takes to protect those I care about.


Long as you know that, don't let nobody tell you different
As long as you know this, don't let anyone tell you otherwise.


Daddy love you (yeah, yeah)
I love you, my child.


Keep a Glocky when I ride in the Suburban
I always carry a gun with me when I'm in my Suburban truck.


'Cause the codeine had a young nigga swervin'
I was swerving because of the codeine I was taking.


I got the mop, watch me wash 'em like detergent
I have a weapon to clean up any mess I make.


And I'm ballin', that's why it's diamonds on my jersey
I'm rich and successful, that's why my jersey is adorned with diamonds.


Slide on opps' side and flip the block back, yeah, yeah
I sneak and attack my enemies from behind and flip the situation in my favor.


My junior popped him and left him lopsided, yeah, yeah
My protege killed him and left him disfigured.


We spin his block, got the rebound, Dennis Rodman
We return to the crime scene, get rid of any evidence and strike again, like a basketball player who grabs the ball after a missed shot.


You fool me one time, you can't cross me again
If you try to deceive me, I won't let it happen again.


Twelve hundred horsepower, I get lost in the wind
I have a really fast car that makes me feel like I'm flying.


If he talkin' on the yard, the pen' dogs'll take his chin
If he talks in prison, other inmates will beat him up.


Maybach SUV for my refugees
I buy luxurious cars for my refugee friends.


Buy blocks in the hood, put money in the streets
I invest in low-income neighborhoods to help people live better lives.


I was solo when the opps caught me at the gas station
I was alone when my enemies caught me at the gas station.


Had it on me, thirty thousand, thought it was my last day
I had thirty thousand dollars on me, and I thought I was going to die.


But they ain't even want no smoke (no smoke)
But they didn't want to fight me.


If I had to choose it, murder what she wrote
If I had to make a choice, I'd choose to solve problems with violence.




Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, Rodrick Moore, Ross Joseph Portaro

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