Dive In
Lil Baby Lyrics


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Yeah, cook that shit up Quay
Ain't been in the studio for like three or four weeks
You know what I'm sayin', I been caught up in some mo shit, you dig
Okay, okay, okay, okay

Jump off the tightrope, I'm tryna dive in
Quarter million dollars all on my skin
Tote this F&N like I got license
Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don't do no stoppin'
Jump off the top rope, I'm tryna dive in
Quarter million dollars all on my skin
Tote this F&N like I got license
Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don't do no stoppin'

I used to trap at the store
I ain't have nowhere to go
I had a pound in my coat
Payin' J's to watch out for the folks
Hit the stick like I'm playin' Madden
Should I do it, nigga couldn't imagine
Skippa Da Flippa, young nigga havin'
I get the money, I don't do no dabbin'
Maison Margiella on Monday, I rock Givenchy on Tuesday
Wednesday I rock Ferragamo, Thursday I'm wearing my Louis
Friday I come out in Fendi, I got bitches tryna do me
Designered down, I be groovin', livin' life like a movie
You can't stand next to me

Jump off the tightrope, I'm tryna dive in
Quarter million dollars all on my skin
Tote this F&N like I got license
Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don't do no stoppin'
Jump off the tightrope, I'm tryna dive in
Quarter million dollars all on my skin
Tote this F&N like I got license
Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don't do no stoppin'

Lil nigga but my shirt off
Pull up with the pack and skrt off
Niggas softer than a Nerf ball
I ain't never heard of none y'all
Niggas say they really in the streets
Why I ain't never seen you in the street?
Bitch you can go and ask about me
They'll tell you that I'm really in the streets
I don't give a fuck about making no song
I was standing in the spot, tryna work my phone
Had to do it on my own, lil nigga I'm grown
You can hate from afar just watch your tone
Do anything for them racks
I used to sleep with them roaches and rats
They tellin' me I should rap
I'm tryna get off this pack

Jump off the tightrope, I'm tryna dive in
Quarter million dollars all on my skin
Tote this F&N like I got license
Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don't do no stoppin'
Jump off the tightrope, I'm tryna dive in
Quarter million dollars all on my skin




Tote this F&N like I got license
Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don't do no stoppin'

Overall Meaning

In Lil Baby's "Dive In," the rapper opens up about his success and ambition while reflecting on his past experiences. He is ready to take risks to achieve his goals, even if it means jumping off a tightrope. He boasts about his riches and fashion statements, proudly displaying that he is living a life that others can only dream of. As the song progresses, he mentions his rough beginnings, using his street smarts to stay out of trouble and make a living. Lil Baby's background in dealing with illegal substances is a common theme in his music, and in this song, he touches on it again by stating that he'll do anything for the money.


The chorus is especially important in this song as it serves as a means for Lil Baby to express his desire to succeed no matter the cost. The lines "Jump off the tightrope, I'm tryna dive in/ Quarter million dollars all on my skin/ Tote this F&N like I got license/ Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don't do no stoppin'" highlight his willingness to take risks to achieve success, whether it's jumping off a tightrope or carrying a firearm while disregarding the law. This song is representative of Lil Baby's ambition and drive to succeed, and is a reflection of his street sensibility.


Line by Line Meaning

Jump off the tightrope, I'm tryna dive in
I'm taking a risk to pursue my goals


Quarter million dollars all on my skin
I have a lot of money invested in myself and my image


Tote this F&N like I got license
I carry a gun with me at all times like it's legal


Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don't do no stoppin'
I don't let anything slow me down or hold me back


I used to trap at the store
I used to sell drugs out of a store


Payin' J's to watch out for the folks
I paid security to keep lookout for the police


Skippa Da Flippa, young nigga havin'
I'm successful and living well like fellow rapper Skippa Da Flippa


Maison Margiella on Monday, I rock Givenchy on Tuesday
I wear expensive designer clothes from different brands every day of the week


Designered down, I be groovin', livin' life like a movie
My life is like a movie, full of luxury and excitement


Pull up with the pack and skrt off
I come to sell drugs and quickly leave


Niggas say they really in the streets
People claim to be involved in criminal activity


I don't give a fuck about making no song
I'm not concerned with making music, I'm focused on making money


Had to do it on my own, lil nigga I'm grown
I had to become independent and mature quickly


Do anything for them racks
I'll do whatever it takes to make money


I'm tryna get off this pack
I'm trying to stop selling drugs and find a new way to make money




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Christopher N'quay Rosser, Dominique Jones

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DA GOAT


on Woah

lil baby and dababy should drop something

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