SOCKS - DaBaby

Lyrics by：Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Tahj Morgan/Darryl Clemons

Composed by：Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Tahj Morgan/Darryl Clemons

County 911 what's the address

Sir is there any serious bleeding

I said yes bro

Ok Is he completely alert

Is he what

Is he completely alert

Do you hear him

Do you not hear this man bro

Sir I'm askin you is he completely alert

He's neutralized

Are you with him now

He's neutralized until you guys get here

Uh

Pooh you a fool for this one

Yeah yeah *****

I end up hitting that *** in my socks

Oh lord Jetson made another one

Getting into it with one shoe on

Hitting that *** in my socks

Popping **** how I pop it uh

Riding around with that Glock yeah

Talking **** like my mama

Ready to hit like my pops

Come **** around with me **** around with me you gone **** around get shot

I ain't giving warnings to ****** I'm stepping

Pull out that forty on ****** and Uh

Pull out that forty on ****** and bless 'em

If you good with the lord then I'll send you to Heaven

If not go to hell lil *****

Trigger happy I'mma drop shells lil *****

Bond money we don't **** with jail lil *****

Anybody 'round me pay the bail and go get 'em

Hope that hating **** working out the black and the white people all on my **** 'cause I'm versatile

It's Baby that ***** you heard about

I ****** on her she a squirter now

I like how she talk I'm in love with her

I'm kidding say whatever to get that lil kitty

****** ever ain't tripping on titties

Take this bread and go get me a glizzy

**** ******* get money got it tatted on my thighs

I see every time a ***** ****ting

Except the ones that caught the pounds like my first baby mama

And still my lil gangsta give me remy

***** I been player ****** silly

If she come earning some stripes I might let her spend the night

Keeping on one of my Nikes freaking three **** like a dyke

Yeah yeah

Getting into it with one shoe on

Hitting that *** in my socks

Popping **** how I pop it uh

Riding around with that Glock yeah

Talking **** like my mama

Ready to hit like my pops

Come **** around with me **** around with me you gone **** around and get shot

Watch how you talk to me please I get angry

I get angry like my brother G

I was little I pissed in the bed

Sleep head to toe with my big brother Reef

I don't care how the **** I go out I bet it won't be 'bout no ************* freak

When I said I go out I ain't talking 'bout dying

I ain't leaving no sooner than seventy three

I pulled up Chevelle that's a seventy two

I do everything way better than you

***** *** ****** I ain't caring what you do

***** *** ***** I ain't scary I'mma shoot

***** get missing I ain't caring if she cute

Nah for real probably keep it too real

Ain't no secret can't keep my lil chill

****** gone eat **** just to keep that lil deal

Lost twenty million for keeping it real

***** I ain't even tripping I don't give a **** about no money

Long as I could take care of all my children

All of my nieces nephews mama and cousins

They ain't yelling free Dashmond then it's **** 'em

I just shot my bae mama some money

And told her I love her I'm thuggin

I'mma end up getting into her with one shoe on

Hitting that *** in my socks

Popping **** how I pop it uh

Riding around with that Glock yeah

Talking **** like my mama

Ready to hit like my pops

Come **** around with me **** around with me you gone **** around and get shot