XXL
DaBaby Lyrics


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I got 20 on my beat

Everybody know my name ringin' bells
Ringin' bells like the hallway (uh-huh)
I ain't gotta cap in no mothafuckin' rap
I'll whip out and air it out broad day (mmm)
I got in with that stick, and I'm with that
Break a nigga in half like a Kit-Kat (uh-huh)
I been tryna be positive, mama (uh-huh)
They ain't fuckin' wit' Jonathan, mama (nope)
Who you know put they mothafuckin' self on the map
And now they don't owe nobody shit? (me)
I send one of my lil' niggas, come take you off
You get laid on the floor by a jit (ha)
Got pulled over with fifty-five K in my pocket (woo)
The police, they know I'm legit (woo, woo)
The police, they know I got sticks
They be worried about me, they know I'm a clique
These niggas, they know I'm a dawg
I ain't worried about him, I know he a bitch (meow)
The next nigga that come play with me
I'ma send him to go ask 2Pac for a pic, bitch
They say I'm the hottest new nigga
Go check the thermometer, that nigga sick (hot)
Nigga must have a fever or somethin'
Heard he was born up in Cleveland or somethin' (uh-huh)
Let me give you a history lesson
We moved back to Charlotte, 1999 (Okay)
I ain't sayin that none of that matter
'Cause if somebody touch me, then somebody dyin' (no cap)
Why he talkin' so calm when he say that? (huh?)
How he make 'em rewind and replay that? (yeah)
Who you know get a fade once a week and they tryna get waves?
Fuck a mothafuckin' wave-cap (uh-huh)
Every time that the DJ play "Suge"
Niggas throw up they arms like a mothafuckin' racetrack (let's go)
Every time that my baby girl see me
She run and say "Daddy", I love when she say that (mwah)
Every time I hit one of my moves
All the bitches go crazy, they like how I do that (let's go)
I keep one in the head, if I don't let off first
I'ma dive to the side when I shoot back
Yeah, I'm comin' like Blade in this bitch (ah)
Fuck around, and walked out in a trench coat
They gon' have to put me with the greats (uh-huh)
Wanna fuck with me, she gotta wait (bitch)
On the yacht, with me, me and the kids
There's four of us, we on the sea eatin' steak (yep)
I won't go back and forth with a shrimp
You goin out sad 'bout a hoe, I'm a pimp (ha)
He keep bumpin' his motherfuckin' gums
We gon put his ass up like a mothafuckin' blimp (bitch)
Like to talk on the pillow wit' hoes, that's gon' get him exposed
He a mothafuckin' simp (hold up)
You know he got that thang on him, baby
Quit askin' him why that boy walk with a limp (shh, shh, shh)
I don't care bout this mothafuckin' chain (uh-huh)
But I'll still bust your mothafuckin' brain (uh-huh)
Just got head on a mothafuckin' plane (no cap)
Ain't no cap in my rap, I'm the truth (ha)
End up fuckin' this hoe from the back
I knew her for a day, she on go, she the swoop (yeah, yeah, yeah, swoop)
And these niggas ain't livin' like that
Why he talkin' so gangsta? Your bro, he a fluke (fluke, fluke)
They know Baby gon' blow, he a flute (flute)
They know Baby gon' blow, he the bomb (boom)
They know Baby was just in Miami
Now he in L.A., nigga think he LeBron (ha)
They know Baby go baby on baby (Uh-huh)
But five years ago, nigga say he was John (keep goin')
I touch down at the front of the plane
And the driver come pick up my Louis Vuitton (them facts)
While he drive me around, I be blowin' out pressure
I'm chillin' backseat with the iron (bitch)

And I'm done with this shit, man
I'm one of the best mothafuckin' rappers, man (I'm fuckin' done with this shit, man)
You know (I'm done with this)
But I ain't gon' keep, you know, I mean, braggin' 'bout this
I'm done with this one, I'm the best mothafuckin' rapper, man
Quit playin' with Baby, man, do not play with me
I'm just exercising, I'm just exercising my craft, that's it (I'm the best mothafuckin' rapper)
And I'm not gonna keep sayin' this shit, (yeah) I'm done sayin' this shit
Uh
And I got 20 on my mothafuckin' beat, but this nigga can't engineer for shit




I'm 'bout to make this nigga just start makin' beats and quit engineering
Aight, cut that shit off

Overall Meaning

In the song XXL, DaBaby asserts his position as a top rapper in the game. He starts the song by announcing that he put 20 on his beat, indicating that he's confident in his skills and the beat he's on. He then boasts about his fame, saying that his name is "ringin' bells like the hallway" and that he doesn't need to lie or exaggerate in his rhymes because he's willing to take action if needed. Throughout the song, DaBaby emphasizes his dominance and his ability to handle any situation that comes his way. He talks about his wealth, his status in the industry, and his love for his daughter. He also takes a jab at his competitors, saying that they're not living the same lifestyle as he is and that they're "flukes." The song ends with DaBaby proclaiming himself as one of the best rappers in the game and expressing his frustration with his engineer's abilities.


Overall, XXL is a display of DaBaby's confidence and his ability to deliver rhymes with ease. He uses his signature flow to emphasize certain words and phrases, making his verses memorable and impactful. The song serves as a reminder to his fans and his critics that he's a force to be reckoned with in the rap game.


Line by Line Meaning

I got 20 on my beat
I invested $20 on my music production


Everybody know my name ringin' bells
My fame is widely recognized and talked about


Ringin' bells like the hallway (uh-huh)
People are constantly discussing and mentioning me


I ain't gotta cap in no mothafuckin' rap
I don't have to lie or exaggerate in my music


I'll whip out and air it out broad day (mmm)
I will unhesitatingly pull out a weapon and use it during daylight hours


I got in with that stick, and I'm with that
I gained respect and street credibility through the use of weapons


Break a nigga in half like a Kit-Kat (uh-huh)
I can physically harm someone so severely that it's as if I'm breaking them in two like a Kit-Kat chocolate bar


I been tryna be positive, mama (uh-huh)
I have been making an effort to maintain a positive mindset, mom


They ain't fuckin' wit' Jonathan, mama (nope)
Nobody can compete or match up with me, mom


Who you know put they mothafuckin' self on the map And now they don't owe nobody shit? (me)
Can you name anyone who made themselves successful and now doesn't owe anyone anything? That's me


I send one of my lil' niggas, come take you off You get laid on the floor by a jit (ha)
I will send one of my younger associates to eliminate you, and you will end up lying on the ground defeated by a young and inexperienced person


Got pulled over with fifty-five K in my pocket (woo) The police, they know I'm legit (woo, woo)
I was stopped by the police with $55,000 in my possession, and they recognized that I obtained the money legally


The police, they know I got sticks They be worried about me, they know I'm a clique
The authorities are aware that I possess firearms, and they are concerned about me because they know I have a loyal group of people supporting me


These niggas, they know I'm a dawg I ain't worried about him, I know he a bitch (meow)
These individuals are aware that I am a dominant and fearless person, so I'm not concerned about any opposition because I know they are weak


The next nigga that come play with me I'ma send him to go ask 2Pac for a pic, bitch
If someone dares to confront me, I will make sure they suffer severe consequences, to the point where they won't even be able to meet the late rapper 2Pac for a photograph


They say I'm the hottest new nigga Go check the thermometer, that nigga sick (hot)
People claim that I'm the most popular and talented new artist, just check the thermometer, I'm blazing hot


Nigga must have a fever or somethin' Heard he was born up in Cleveland or somethin' (uh-huh)
This person must have a strong belief in himself or be delusional, I heard he is from Cleveland or something


Let me give you a history lesson We moved back to Charlotte, 1999 (Okay)
Allow me to educate you about my background, my family moved to Charlotte in 1999


I ain't sayin that none of that matter 'Cause if somebody touch me, then somebody dyin' (no cap)
I'm not implying that my past determines my present, but if anyone dares to harm me, rest assured that they will meet their demise


Why he talkin' so calm when he say that? (huh?) How he make 'em rewind and replay that? (yeah)
Why am I speaking so calmly when delivering violent messages? How am I able to make people replay and analyze my words?


Who you know get a fade once a week and they tryna get waves? Fuck a mothafuckin' wave-cap (uh-huh)
Can you name anyone who gets a haircut every week and is consistently trying to enhance their hairstyle? I don't need a wave-cap for my waves


Every time that the DJ play 'Suge' Niggas throw up they arms like a mothafuckin' racetrack (let's go)
Every time the DJ plays my song 'Suge', people in the crowd energetically raise their arms as if they are at a racetrack


Every time that my baby girl see me She run and say 'Daddy', I love when she say that (mwah)
Every time my daughter sees me, she excitedly runs towards me and calls me 'Daddy', I find immense joy in hearing her say that


Every time I hit one of my moves All the bitches go crazy, they like how I do that (let's go)
Whenever I showcase my dance moves, all the women go wild and become captivated by my skills and style


I keep one in the head, if I don't let off first I'ma dive to the side when I shoot back
I always keep a bullet chambered in my firearm, and if I don't fire the first shot, I will quickly move to the side to evade counterattacks


Yeah, I'm comin' like Blade in this bitch (ah) Fuck around, and walked out in a trench coat They gon' have to put me with the greats (uh-huh)
I'm entering the scene with the same level of intensity and fearlessness as the superhero Blade, and if I appear wearing a trench coat, people will recognize my legendary status


Wanna fuck with me, she gotta wait (bitch) On the yacht, with me, me and the kids There's four of us, we on the sea eatin' steak (yep)
If a woman wants to engage in a romantic relationship with me, she needs to be patient and wait for her turn. I enjoy luxury experiences, like being on a yacht with my children, where we indulge in a delicious steak meal


I won't go back and forth with a shrimp You goin out sad 'bout a hoe, I'm a pimp (ha)
I refuse to engage in pointless arguments with insignificant individuals. You're getting upset and emotional about a promiscuous woman, but in reality, I am the one who controls and exploits her


He keep bumpin' his motherfuckin' gums We gon put his ass up like a mothafuckin' blimp (bitch)
He keeps talking too much and spreading false information. As a result, we will humiliate and expose him publicly, just like a blimp floating in the sky


Like to talk on the pillow wit' hoes, that's gon' get him exposed He a mothafuckin' simp (hold up)
He enjoys sharing intimate secrets with promiscuous women, but that behavior will eventually lead to his own downfall and reveal him as a weak and foolish person


You know he got that thang on him, baby Quit askin' him why that boy walk with a limp (shh, shh, shh)
You're aware that he carries a concealed weapon, so stop questioning why he has a noticeable limp in his walk


I don't care bout this mothafuckin' chain (uh-huh) But I'll still bust your mothafuckin' brain (uh-huh)
I don't place importance on material possessions like this chain, but if provoked, I will still inflict severe harm on you


Just got head on a mothafuckin' plane (no cap) Ain't no cap in my rap, I'm the truth (ha)
I just received oral sex while on an airplane, and I'm not lying about it. There is no falsehood in my rap, I speak the undiluted truth


End up fuckin' this hoe from the back I knew her for a day, she on go, she the swoop (yeah, yeah, yeah, swoop)
Eventually, I engage in sexual intercourse with this promiscuous woman in a doggy-style position. I only met her one day ago, and she is eager and willing to participate


And these niggas ain't livin' like that Why he talkin' so gangsta? Your bro, he a fluke (fluke, fluke)
These individuals don't actually live the lifestyle they portray. Why is he speaking so tough? Your friend is a fraud and not genuine


They know Baby gon' blow, he a flute (flute) They know Baby gon' blow, he the bomb (boom)
People are aware that I will achieve significant success and become explosively popular, I'm like a flute producing melodic tunes, and I'm like a bomb ready to make a big impact


They know Baby was just in Miami Now he in L.A., nigga think he LeBron (ha)
People are aware that I recently visited Miami and now I'm in Los Angeles. Some individuals mistakenly believe that my presence in LA gives me the same status and influence as the basketball player LeBron James


They know Baby go baby on baby (Uh-huh) But five years ago, nigga say he was John (keep goin')
People are familiar with my stage name 'Baby' and my energetic performances. However, just five years ago, some individuals claimed I was irrelevant and unimportant


I touch down at the front of the plane And the driver come pick up my Louis Vuitton (them facts)
I arrive at the airport and step out of the airplane right at the front, and my driver arrives to collect my Louis Vuitton luggage


While he drive me around, I be blowin' out pressure I'm chillin' backseat with the iron (bitch)
While my driver takes me on trips, I relax in the backseat of the car, smoking marijuana to relieve stress, and ensuring I have my gun nearby for security


And I'm done with this shit, man I'm one of the best mothafuckin' rappers, man (I'm fuckin' done with this shit, man)
And I'm finished with these lyrics. I want to emphasize that I am one of the greatest rappers in the industry


You know (I'm done with this)
You understand my point (I'm done with this)


But I ain't gon' keep, you know, I mean, braggin' 'bout this I'm done with this one, I'm the best mothafuckin' rapper, man
However, I won't continue boasting about my accomplishments. This song is complete, and I want it to be known that I am the greatest rapper


Quit playin' with Baby, man, do not play with me I'm just exercising, I'm just exercising my craft, that's it (I'm the best mothafuckin' rapper)
Stop underestimating or challenging me, I'm simply honing my skills and demonstrating my ability, that's all (I'm the best rapper)


And I'm not gonna keep sayin' this shit, (yeah) I'm done sayin' this shit
I won't continue repeating myself, I'm finished expressing these thoughts


And I got 20 on my mothafuckin' beat, but this nigga can't engineer for shit
I invested $20 in the production of this song, but this individual is incapable of properly mixing and mastering it


I'm 'bout to make this nigga just start makin' beats and quit engineering
I'm on the verge of motivating this person to switch careers from engineering to music production


Aight, cut that shit off
Alright, stop the music




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Written by: Antwain Lamont Fox, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk

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