Handgun Lyrics

[Chorus: DaBaby]
Yeah, the lil' bad boy did it
Been a long time since I had no feelings (Yeah)
Tryin' not to smash on niggas
In and out of town and the bag on different (Bag)
Can't get in my pants, can't fit it (D-Diego)
My bitch just brought me a brand new pistol (B-B-Bankroll)
Handsome nigga with a handgun with me

[Verse 1: DaBaby]
All these niggas talkin' 'bout real nigga shit (Yeah)
What you know 'bout real nigga shit?
I'ma die for my family or sit in the pen (Pen)
f*ck you mean, I'm as real as it get
She just got her hair done and she sent me a pic (Mwah)
I get home, she gon' sit on my dick
We was broke as the f*ck, tryna get us an M
Drive for me, I'ma hit me a lick
These niggas sit around talkin' all day like some hoes, that ain't how a real nigga get rich (Froze)
A year's worth of rent on my wrist, (Phew) I been through some shit to get this (Yeah)
I know you lil' friendly niggas lost a whole lot of friends to get rich
And that's why I don't f*ck with friendly niggas now and really never did, you dig?

[Chorus: DaBaby]
Yeah, the lil' bad boy did it
Been a long time since I had no feelings (Yeah)
Tryin' not to smash on niggas
In and out of town and the bag on different (Bag)
Can't get in my pants, can't fit it
My bitch just brought me a brand new pistol
Handsome nigga with a handgun with me

[Verse 2: Polo G]
New Patek, hundred bands on my wrist
Can't take no chance, keep my stick
Bro score, ain't no chance, he might miss
Put that beam on his head, we strike shit
Hollows explode from cans like, "Oh shit"
Day ones, only clan I roll with
Amiri my pants, Dior kicks
In my bag, I just flex on my old bitch
Got on they ass, now they say I'm the G.O.A.T But I don't really think that I hear that enough
She see I'm poppin' now, I'm in her throat
I remember back then she wasn't givin' it up
I went from Gucci to Prada to Dolce and Louis
Like lately, I'm switchin' it up
I keep a Glock in my Louis and two other shooters
Like who gon' get busy with us? Oh

[Chorus: DaBaby]
Yeah, the lil' bad boy did it
Been a long time since I had no feelings (Yeah)
Tryin' not to smash on niggas
In and out of town and the bag on different (Bag)
Can't get in my pants, can't fit in
My bitch just brought me a brand new pistol
Handsome nigga with a handgun with me

[Verse 3: NoCap]
Cap, why you got all these bottles in the car? (Huh?)
'Cause bitch, it's just me and DaBaby
Cap, why you don't beef on Instagram with niggas? (What?)
'Cause that shit'll make me look crazy
Go to Heaven, I'll still sit in the cut, I'm a hell-raiser (Forgive me)
I was dead broke, yeah, zero (Nothin')
Niggas looked at me like Jayson (Jersey)
Now they see the Boston
Now they look at me like Tatum (Celtics)
I'ma f*ck all these bitches, I, patriots, now they look at me like Brady
I have no more opps now, they play, we spin they block down
Someone come and woo-woo, I think that's the cop sound (Skrrt)

[Chorus: DaBaby]
Yeah, the lil' bad boy did it
Been a long time since I had no feelings (Yeah)
Tryin' not to smash on niggas
In and out of town and the bag on different (Bag)
Can't get in my pants, can't fit it
My bitch just brought me a brand new pistol
Handsome nigga with a handgun with me

[Outro: DaBaby]
The lil' bad boy did it
Tryin' not to smash on niggas
Can't get in my pants, can't fit it, my bitch
Handsome nigga with a handgun with me

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