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[Refrain] I don’t like b!tch ass n!ggas who come around hating ’cause that s*it weak, yeah Talking ain’t gon’ buy you nothing, if it ain’t no paper, then that s*it cheap (Let’s do it) I’m the type to show one of these n!ggas he ain’t who he think he is, a n!gga sweet, yeah I’m the step-daddy that don’t really like it, I’m belt to their ass with the beat, n!gga [Verse 1] Do my lil’ dance, Glock on my waist I’m one of them, not finna play I like a b!tch that don’t fu*k with you n!ggas She want you n!ggas get out of her face Deebo that n!gga, he got in his place Cheat on that n!gga can’t handle his bae She will come here for the man in the way I got that yeah in my hand every day At the red light with my hand on the Drac’ It is what it is like Cam’ron and Mase Her attitude giving that she really don’t fu*k with you n!ggas Baby girl damn near is gay Cybertruck outside standing in the way, yeah Popping my s*it with my fans I be out this b!tch popping my s*it with my fans I appreciate them like I’m right there with them every day (Woo) I waved around my left hand I showed them twenty percent of the s*it I can do While I studied the game like a rookie The whole fu*king time, I still had my right hand on the play Baby done playing, the man on the way Dobbing your s*it, put your hand on my face Hop out and help me, just stand over there Parking the Phantom, it damn near no space I shouldn’t even drove it, I left it in front of the store By myself, they know he ain’t no ho I fu*k around and don’t even lock the door, yeah Step on these n!ggas, b!tch, it’ll be shame on me, I’ll stand on their throat, yeah Come s*x with a n!gga if you put that thang on me, they don’t even gotta know [Chorus] They don’t even gotta know (Shh) They don’t even gotta know, yeah They don’t even gotta know, yeah They don’t even gotta know, yeah That’s my Baby They don’t even gotta know They don’t even gotta know They don’t even gotta know They don’t even gotta know [Verse 2] Yeah, ride with me, baby, put your hand on my d!ck Hop out the Benz’ with my hand on my blick One thing about it, I move how I move I can’t be having your hands on my mits I’ma be right here, man on all ten Y’all n!ggas’ b!tches, don’t stand up for s*its Y’all the type n!ggas to hang with your friends And talk about n!ggas, that ain’t what this is Man, fu*k all them n!ggas, ayy, listen, my bae Come here, tryna get in your face, in your rear (Come here) They ain’t got me no pape’, then no deal I be out on the lake at the crib Army n!ggas, I pay to patrol Plenty rounds when I leave out the door Zip your mouth, you won’t be my lil’ ho Simmer down, they, they don’t even gotta know [Chorus] They don’t even gotta know (Shh) They don’t even gotta know, yeah They don’t even gotta know, yeah They don’t even gotta know, yeah That’s my Baby They don’t even gotta know They don’t even gotta know They don’t even gotta know They don’t even gotta know [Refrain] I don’t like b!tch ass n!ggas who come around hating ’cause that s*it weak, yeah Talking ain’t gon’ buy you nothing, if it ain’t no paper, then that s*it cheap (Let’s do it) I’m the type to show one of these n!ggas he ain’t who he think he is, a n!gga sweet, yeah I’m the step-daddy that don’t really like it, I’m belt to their ass with the beat, n!gga. Gotta Know lyrics – DaBaby : Get lyrics and music video of this song here on LyricsBull.com