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Lil Baby Lyrics


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(Cook that shit up, Quay)

I'm taking off again, suicide doors, I won't let 'em in
Four or five cars, living like a God, paying for my sins
And this life that I'm in important
I can hop in the Benz, a foreign
Marlo said they come in in the morning
I got vibes, every state I got choices
Gucci coat like we stand on the corner with Mitch
Like I'm straight out the 'partments, I'm rich as a bitch
Taking mine off the top, let lil' bro keep the difference
Put an A in Atlanta, stand up for my city
I was re-in' up daily, they thought I was kidding
I was putting my profit up, saved me a milly
I keep pouring up Fantas so shit getting ridiculous
Hope the doctor don't say that I need a new kidney

Pull up any kind of way I wanna
She know I got that dope boy persona
Drop top, winter, spring, fall, or summer
Young niggas balling like we hit the numbers
I done got the ball, I fucking cannot fumble
Still ducking the laws, I gotta keep on running
I be rocking new shit, I got every color
This shit ain't enough, I need another come-up
Pull up any kind of way I wanna
She know I got that dope boy persona
Drop top, winter, spring, fall, or summer
Young niggas balling like we hit the numbers
I done got the ball, I fucking cannot fumble
Still ducking the laws, I gotta keep on running
I be rocking new shit, I got every color
This shit ain't enough, I need another come-up

I fuck with Lil Baby, no infant (uh)
I used to make plays at the Quick Trip (I did)
I spent a twenty on Quick Picks (tell 'em)
I run it back like a pick six (woo)
Add it all up, it's a re-up, man
I'm balling, I need equipment (balling)
I just bought a lift kit (Yeah)
Said she fell in love with a misfit (she love me)
And fuck your opinion, you know how I'm livin'
My closet say, "To be continued" (fuck you)
Back in the days I used to make plays
At Spondivits off of Virginia
Ain't no contender (nah)
Tattoo my name on placentas (woo)
I read a bitch like a kennel
Made a half a mil' in a rental (woo)
All of my verses suspenseful
My cuz a Blood, menstrual
He draws down, pants
I know that they care for your instrument
I ball, I need me an agent
I just might be your replacement (I might)
I got a whole lot of money
But I got a little patience
I got a whole lot of money
But I got a little patience (alright)
I got a whole lot of money
But I got a little patience
My bitch a trip, vacation
Too many chains, plantation
If you a real nigga
It ain't no expiration

Pull up any kind of way I wanna
She know I got that dope boy persona
Drop top, winter, spring, fall, or summer
Young niggas balling like we hit the numbers
I done got the ball, I fucking cannot fumble
Still ducking the laws, I gotta keep on running
I be rocking new shit, I got every color
This shit ain't enough, I need another come-up
Pull up any kind of way I wanna
She know I got that dope boy persona
Drop top, winter, spring, fall, or summer
Young niggas balling like we hit the numbers
I done got the ball, I fucking cannot fumble
Still ducking the laws, I gotta keep on running (huh, Wop)
I be rocking new shit, I got every color
This shit ain't enough, I need another come-up (go)

They say Gucci's a criminal
Flood my timepiece with emeralds (burr)
Not conserve' or no liberal
Donate Rollies for Christmas (huh)
Heard I shop at Bar Harbor
I spent reckless on denim (wow)
She so fine, got her addy
Fucked, told my folks where to send her (well damn)
New 'Rari, half an M
See the horse, know the emblem
It's Big Guwop, it's him
Always us over them (fuck 'em)
Niggas say they gon' do this and that
Then duck when I see 'em (huh)
Don't compare me to Slim
I could never be him (no)
Copped so many new baguettes
That I'm getting sick of myself (bling)
Big bully, crushed my peers
So now I pick on myself (huh)
Highly decorated soldier, I got hits on my belt
Big diamond choker choking on me, man like Conor McGregor (it's Gucci)

Pull up any kind of way I wanna
She know I got that dope boy persona
Drop top, winter, spring, fall, or summer
Young niggas balling like we hit the numbers
I done got the ball, I fucking cannot fumble
Still ducking the laws, I gotta keep on running
I be rocking new shit, I got every color
This shit ain't enough, I need another come-up
Pull up any kind of way I wanna
She know I got that dope boy persona
Drop top, winter, spring, fall, or summer
Young niggas balling like we hit the numbers
I done got the ball, I fucking cannot fumble
Still ducking the laws, I gotta keep on running




I be rocking new shit, I got every color
This shit ain't enough, I need another come-up

Overall Meaning

Lil Baby's "Anyway" is a braggadocious song in which he flaunts his wealth and success. He opens the song by proudly stating that he's "taking off again" and that he won't let anyone "in" his "suicide doors." He boasts about how he's living like a "God" and living the life he's always wanted to live, despite the fact that he's paying for his sins. In the rest of the song, he talks about how he hustled his way to the top and how he's still dodging the law. Lil Baby also brags about his possessions, including his Gucci coat, his cars, and his jewelry. He also talks about his personal life and mentions his girlfriend.


Overall, the song celebrates Lil Baby's success and his ability to overcome adversity to achieve his dreams. It's a song about living life on his own terms and refusing to be held back by anyone or anything.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm taking off again, suicide doors, I won't let 'em in
I'm leaving everything behind, living life on the fast lane to the top


Four or five cars, living like a God, paying for my sins
I've got everything I want and am living in excess, but at the cost of my guilt and consequences


And this life that I'm in important
The life I live now is of great significance to me


I can hop in the Benz, a foreign
I've made it so far I can hop in any foreign car I want


Marlo said they come in in the morning
Marlo told me they're coming in the morning


I got vibes, every state I got choices
I'm successful and popular in every state and have the luxury of options


Gucci coat like we stand on the corner with Mitch
I wear Gucci like I'm standing on the corner with Mitch, trying to make quick money


Like I'm straight out the 'partments, I'm rich as a bitch
I'm so rich that it doesn't matter where I came from


Taking mine off the top, let lil' bro keep the difference
I'm taking the majority of the profits, but letting my little brother keep what's left


Put an A in Atlanta, stand up for my city
I put in the work and represent Atlanta to the fullest


I was re-in' up daily, they thought I was kidding
I was always hustling and making money, even when others didn't believe in me


I was putting my profit up, saved me a milly
I saved up my profits and made a million dollars


I keep pouring up Fantas so shit getting ridiculous
I keep drinking Fanta and getting high, which is becoming absurd


Hope the doctor don't say that I need a new kidney
I'm worried that I might be ruining my health with this lifestyle


Pull up any kind of way I wanna
I can pull up however I want, with no restrictions


She know I got that dope boy persona
I have a persona of a successful drug dealer, which attracts some women


Drop top, winter, spring, fall, or summer
I drive a drop top, no matter the season


Young niggas balling like we hit the numbers
We're balling and living the life of newfound wealth, like we hit the lottery


I done got the ball, I fucking cannot fumble
I've got the ball and I'm not going to fumble it


Still ducking the laws, I gotta keep on running
I'm still avoiding the police and have to keep evading them


I be rocking new shit, I got every color
I wear new and different clothes often, I've got every color


This shit ain't enough, I need another come-up
I'm not satisfied with what I have, I need another way to make money


I fuck with Lil Baby, no infant (uh)
I like Lil Baby, but I'm no baby myself


I used to make plays at the Quick Trip (I did)
I used to sell drugs at the Quick Trip gas station


I spent a twenty on Quick Picks (tell 'em)
I spent twenty dollars on Quick Picks, hoping to win big


I run it back like a pick six (woo)
I keep reliving my past successes, like when I returned a pick for a touchdown


Add it all up, it's a re-up, man
If you add up all my profits, it's clear I'm making a lot of money


I'm balling, I need equipment (balling)
I'm balling out of control and need better equipment to match


I just bought a lift kit (Yeah)
I just bought a lift kit for my car


Said she fell in love with a misfit (she love me)
She fell in love with a person like me, a misfit and outsider


And fuck your opinion, you know how I'm livin'
I don't care about your opinion, you know how I'm living anyway


My closet say, 'To be continued' (fuck you)
My closet is going to keep getting better and better, regardless of what anyone thinks


Back in the days I used to make plays
In the past, I used to sell drugs and make money


At Spondivits off of Virginia
I used to make drug deals at Spondivits restaurant in Virginia


Ain't no contender (nah)
No one can compete with me when it comes to selling drugs


Tattoo my name on placentas (woo)
I want my name to be remembered and celebrated even on a baby's placenta


I read a bitch like a kennel
I can easily tell when a woman is into me or not


Made a half a mil' in a rental (woo)
I made a lot of money while driving a rented car


All of my verses suspenseful
All my lyrics are thrilling and captivating


My cuz a Blood, menstrual
My cousin is in the Bloods gang and has a menstrual cycle


He draws down, pants
He pulls out his gun and aims


I know that they care for your instrument
I know that they're after you and your belongings


I ball, I need me an agent
I'm successful at what I do and need someone to handle my business deals


I just might be your replacement (I might)
I'm so successful that I might replace you one day


I got a whole lot of money
I have a lot of money


But I got a little patience
But I need to be patient with how I use it


My bitch a trip, vacation
My girl is a lot of fun, it's like going on a vacation


Too many chains, plantation
I have too many chains around my neck, it's a reference to slavery plantations


If you a real nigga
If you're a real person like me


It ain't no expiration
You never truly expire as a person


They say Gucci's a criminal
People think Gucci is a criminal


Flood my timepiece with emeralds (burr)
I put a lot of emeralds on my watch to show off my wealth


Not conserve' or no liberal
I'm not conservative or liberal


Donate Rollies for Christmas (huh)
I give away Rolex watches as gifts for Christmas


Heard I shop at Bar Harbor
People heard I shop at Bar Harbor, likely a reference to luxury shopping


I spent reckless on denim (wow)
I spent a lot of money thoughtlessly on denim clothes


She so fine, got her addy
She's really attractive and I got her address


Fucked, told my folks where to send her (well damn)
After I had sex with her, I told my parents where to send her back home


New 'Rari, half an M
I bought a new Ferrari for half a million dollars


See the horse, know the emblem
If you see a horse in the emblem, you know it's a Ferrari


It's Big Guwop, it's him
It's me, the famous Big Gucci Mane


Always us over them (fuck 'em)
It's always us versus them, fuck them


Niggas say they gon' do this and that
People say they're going to do stuff


Then duck when I see 'em (huh)
But once they see me, they avoid me


Don't compare me to Slim
Don't compare me to other rappers like Slim


I could never be him (no)
I'm not the same as Slim, I'm my own person


Copped so many new baguettes
I bought a lot of new diamond jewelry


That I'm getting sick of myself (bling)
I'm getting tired of how much jewelry I have


Big bully, crushed my peers
I was a bully and crushed my competition


So now I pick on myself (huh)
Now I'm left with nothing but myself to pick on


Highly decorated soldier, I got hits on my belt
I'm a highly successful rapper with many hits under my belt


Big diamond choker choking on me, man like Conor McGregor (it's Gucci)
My diamond choker is huge and looks like it's choking me, like Conor McGregor did to his opponent, and it's Gucci




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: Christopher N'Quay Rosser, Dominique Jones, Radric Delantic Davis, Tauheed Epps

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on Woah

lil baby and dababy should drop something

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