[00:00.300][Chorus: DaBaby][00:00.614]I keep tryna pull up my pants (Uh-huh)[00:01.842]I got thirty thousand in my joggers (Mmh)[00:03.278]I got the pistol on the flight (The flight)[00:04.767]I just flew out to LA from Charlotte[00:06.517]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - That bitch ain't get shit from Christmas, she naughty (Hah)[00:07.954]In the car with her head down, she noddin’[00:09.652]And her boyfriend gon' act like he with it[00:11.324]'Til I put this four-five on his noggin[00:13.179][Verse 1: DaBaby][00:13.388]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - **** all that talkin', just put a few mil' on the table and give me a pen and I'm signin' (****)[00:16.392]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - I just cut off my bitch (Why?)[00:17.907]'Cause you ain't really with me, be honest[00:19.892]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - She know I'm a mother****ing pimp, she don't get steak and shrimp[00:21.642]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - B done took a lil' bitch to McDonalds[00:23.053]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - Put a bag on your mother****ing head, better watch what you said[00:24.908]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - On my mother****ing pics and my comments (****)[00:26.684]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - In the four I'm a mother****ing giant (Huh)[00:28.068]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - A king like a mother****ing lion (Yeah)[00:29.636]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - Oh, these lil' bitches act like they want that (Uh-huh)[00:31.569]We gon' slide in your DM's, we slidin'[00:33.371]Better call up the homicide unit, I make 'em pull out yellow tape with the sirens[00:36.323]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - They gon' make me come set this bitch off[00:37.969]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - When I pull that bitch out it's too late to say sorry (Uh-uh)[00:40.059]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - Niggas thought I was soft 'cause they heard me singin' to bitches like YK Osiris (Hah)[00:42.984]I got my mind on my money[00:45.257]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - Let's run up some mother****ing commas (Yeah)[00:46.929]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - Let's go to the mother****ing bank (Haha)[00:48.235]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - Bitch, I'm from Charlotte, we blank (Blank)[00:49.672]Mama told me to pull up my pants (Why?)[00:51.474]Got them racks on me, mama, I can't (Huh)[00:53.407][Chorus: DaBaby][00:53.564]I keep tryna pull up my pants[00:54.896]I got thirty thousand in my joggers (Yeah)[00:56.594]I got the pistol on the flight (Uh-huh)[00:58.188]I just flew out to LA from Charlotte[00:59.990]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - That bitch ain't get shit from Christmas, she naughty (Hmm)[01:01.322]In the car with her head down, she noddin' (Hmm)[01:02.994]And her boyfriend gon' act like he with it[01:04.614]'Til I put this four-five on his noggin[01:06.599][Verse 2: Stunna 4 Vegas][01:06.756]Uh, I keep tryna pull up my pants (Uh)[01:08.454]This big .40 hangin' out my joggers (Uh)[01:09.760]I grew up around them apartments[01:11.458]Now I'm in LA like a Dodger (Ooh)[01:13.182]Won't beef over tweets[01:14.462]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - I send my young niggas walk down on your ass like he stalkin' (Get him out of there)[01:16.787]Uh, leave him fresh to death in a coffin (Uh)[01:18.041]I'm on Runtz, from Cookie I'm coughin' (Uh)[01:19.869]Always up like I'm booted on molly (Boot)[01:21.672]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - These lil' niggas 12, they talkin' (****)[01:23.082]They can't keep up, Stunna a problem[01:24.963]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - I can't keep these bitches off me (Goddamn)[01:26.740]Yeah, we bringin' eyes in the party[01:28.228]Make him play with that stick on him 'til he say sorry[01:29.900]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - **** who? I beg your pardon (What?)[01:31.677]Won't cop pleas when shit get started (Nope)[01:33.348]I keep tryna pull up my pants[01:35.020]This big pistol hangin' out my joggers (Wow)[01:36.457]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - She eat dick when I land[01:37.946]Hit from the back, she call me her father (Ooh)[01:39.801]For my bro, I'll take the stand[01:41.394]Hand on the Bible and lie to your honor[01:43.171]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - Big dawg, you lil' niggas is toddlers (Yeah)[01:44.895]On the way to the show in the Sprinter with choppers (Grah, grah, grah)[01:46.906][Chorus: DaBaby][01:47.115]I keep tryna pull up my pants[01:48.212]I got thirty thousand in my joggers (Yeah)[01:49.962]I got the pistol on the flight (Uh-huh)[01:51.582]I just flew out to LA from Charlotte[01:53.280]Joggers - DaBaby, Stunna 4 Vegas (Baby On Baby) - That bitch ain't get shit from Christmas, she naughty (Hmm)[01:54.717]In the car with her head down, she noddin' (Hmm)[01:56.441]And her boyfriend gon' act like he with it[01:58.008]'Til I put this four-five on his noggin