More songs by DaBaby
Description
A& R: Bella Smith
A& R: Nicole Wyskoarko
Aand Radministrator: Marissa Wickliffe
Recording Engineer, Producer, Mastering Engineer: DJ K.i.D
Producer: MikeFrom31st
Producer: Rick Brown
Mastering Engineer: Audio By Mel
Composer Lyricist: Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
Composer Lyricist: Dejuane Dunwood
Composer Lyricist: Mikel Jones
Composer Lyricist: Rickie Brown
Lyrics and translation
Original
Know that we are all alone, you know that we are all alone.
What you reaching for?
-Baby, can we do it again? -Yeah.
Know that we are all alone, you know that we are all alone.
-Where the weed at? -Baby, can we do it again?
In my T-shirt -and my panties on. -Got on no shirt, no socks, just breezers.
No shirt, you know I gotta get some head from you.
Kill the pussy, baby, call the police. You told me what it is, when I'm around her, no speech.
Don't blink, fuck them hoes, won't even look 'em in the eye.
I told the bae I care about your feelings, so I lie. She told me if I play 'round with her feelings, I'ma die. Next,
T-shirt and your panties, take it off.
I leave them bitches on and let me pull 'em to the side. I'm like the Uber driver, I just pull up for the ride.
She want me fall in love, tryna fool a nigga mind. Watch, grippin' on your ass, going down.
Rocky, I'ma keep it in till you cum.
Hit the group text, tell them bitches I'm the one. Never gave a fuck about your ex, I got a gun.
Never like a nigga if he nice, she want a thug. Damn, you gave it to me the other night, bae, I'm in love.
-T-shirt and my panties on. -Yeah.
My T-shirt and my panties on.
Yeah, I won't see that outfit, you done done been stalkin'.
Watching your story from my business page. The world is your playground, but my feelings ain't. Tipsy,
Don Julio lemonade. It's spiffy 'fore I see you, get a fade.
Pimpin', she call her friends, give 'em game. Simpin', that nigga up in the lane.
-T-shirt and my panties on.
-She the one to pick her friends up, take 'em to the clinic. Like it don't cost shit, but five hundred, bitch, spend it.
Your homegirl fucked that nigga raw again, didn't it?
Always been a bad bitch, you get it from your mama.
Your daddy was a dog, he taught you how to stand on business. Hoppin' out the Maybach with a chopper and a pistol.
Always had some paper, had an knot when I was little.
Take a flip phone and make him get an eighteen-wheeler.
Fill it up with za and come and park it in the city like, beep, -beep, beep, beep. -T-shirt and my panties on.
I won't see that outfit, you done done been stalkin'.
T-shirt and my panties on.
-My T-shirt and my panties on. -Watching your story from my business page.
The world is your playground, but my feelings ain't.
Tipsy, Don Julio lemonade.
English translation
Know that we are all alone, you know that we are all alone.
What you reaching for?
-Baby, can we do it again? -Yeah.
Know that we are all alone, you know that we are all alone.
-Where the weed at? -Baby, can we do it again?
In my T-shirt -and my panties on. -Got on no shirt, no socks, just breezers.
No shirt, you know I gotta get some head from you.
Kill the pussy, baby, call the police. You told me what it is, when I'm around her, no speech.
Don't blink, fuck them hoes, won't even look 'em in the eye.
I told the bae I care about your feelings, so I lie. She told me if I play 'round with her feelings, I'ma die. Next,
T-shirt and your panties, take it off.
I leave them bitches on and let me pull 'em to the side. I'm like the Uber driver, I just pull up for the ride.
She want me fall in love, tryna fool a nigga mind. Watch, grippin' on your ass, going down.
Rocky, I'ma keep it in till you cum.
Hit the group text, tell them bitches I'm the one. Never gave a fuck about your ex, I got a gun.
Never like a nigga if he nice, she want a thug. Damn, you gave it to me the other night, bae, I'm in love.
-T-shirt and my panties on. -Yeah.
My T-shirt and my panties on.
Yeah, I won't see that outfit, you done done been stalkin'.
Watching your story from my business page. The world is your playground, but my feelings ain't. Tipsy,
Don Julio lemonade. It's spiffy 'fore I see you, get a fade.
Pimpin', she call her friends, give 'em game. Simpin', that nigga up in the lane.
-T-shirt and my panties on.
-She the one to pick her friends up, take 'em to the clinic. Like it don't cost shit, but five hundred, bitch, spend it.
Your homegirl fucked that nigga raw again, didn't it?
Always been a bad bitch, you get it from your mama.
Your daddy was a dog, he taught you how to stand on business. Hoppin' out the Maybach with a chopper and a pistol.
Always had some paper, had an knot when I was little.
Take a flip phone and make him get an eighteen-wheeler.
Fill it up with za and come and park it in the city like, beep, -beep, beep, beep. -T-shirt and my panties on.
I won't see that outfit, you done done been stalkin'.
T-shirt and my panties on.
-My T-shirt and my panties on. -Watching your story from my business page.
The world is your playground, but my feelings ain't.
Tipsy, Don Julio lemonade.