Taking it out Akkorde von
Dababy
Dababy

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Tonart: B minor
Verse 1
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I'm thinkin' 'bout takin' it
out (for what?)
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It's hard to pop shit with my grill in (ha)
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I can 't let it fuck up my flow
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Let these lil' niggas run up the score
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and I still win (ha)
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I swear I'm that nig ga without
it (let's go)
He touch me, he gon' die
on the scene
I'ma pay me a lawyer and sit
in the county (yeah)
You ain't built how I'm built,
they ain't seen what I seen
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I don't want none of these niggas
around me (nuh- uh)
Verse 2
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Ain't a nigga alive can
take credit from me
I was already lit when
they found me (nah)
Any niggas just bluffin',
ain't nobody touched me
So I know these niggas
ain't 'bout it
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You ain't slap 'em when you heard
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that boy talkin' down
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You must feel the same
way that he do
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And you know we gon' check
it, I ain't really trippin'
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Can't wait 'til the day that I
see you (on gang)
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You fuck niggas glass,
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see- through (ha)
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Know I'm on they ass, Evisu (yeah)
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All my jewelry's splash, seafood (ha)
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Say he got a bag, me too (nigga)
Shout out my BM, that's
Mimi (Mimi)
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We been low, like four hundred
rounds (four deep)
It's just me and Ridada and
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Tiji (on gang)
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I got my jewelry from
Johnny (it's a movie)
Turn on that motherfuckin'
TV (ice)
Everyone, turn off your lights
I bet you still motherfuckin'
see me (yeah)
You know it's a light show (ha)
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In love with that iron
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You know I got it everywhere that I go
Really out my mind
Come playin' with me, he
gon' die slow (ay, ay)
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They think I'm a psycho (ha)
Like my money blue, y'all niggas green
I do this with my eyes closed
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Put me in a room,
four hundred niggas
Gimme a blindfold
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'Cause you niggas ain't
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'bout that (bitch)
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Lemme see where that mouth at
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When I pull out that iron
I bet you niggas won't
get that clout back
And if I wasn't rich and already lit
I'd pull up where your house at
Bitch, you know God great and
everything's straight
Took a loss and I bounced back
So when they make a diss,
I ain't gon' say shit
I ain't finna talk back (ha)
Verse 3
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I'm thinkin' 'bout takin' it out
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It's hard to pop shit with my grill in
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I can 't let it fuck up my flow
Let these lil' niggas run
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up the score and I still win
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I swear I'm that nigga without it
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He touch me, he gon' die on the scene
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I'ma pay me a lawyer and sit
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in the county (okay)
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You ain't built how I'm built,
they ain't seen what I seen
I don't want none of these
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niggas around me, nigga
Verse 4
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Huh (bitch ass nigga)
I'm the best motherfuckin' rapper,
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man
Fuck with this chop, realest nigga alive
Real nigga, rock star
(Nigga, quit playin' with me,
I'm too raw for you)
Baby Jesus AKA motherfuckin'
Baby now
(Too motherfuckin' raw for this
shit)
We ain't worried 'bout shit, nigga
We ain't worried about shit, nigga
(It's too late now, nigga)
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout, nigga
I'm in there now, nigga
We in there
We in there
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That ain't the baby, that's my baby

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