STICKS AND STONES (INTRO) Lyrics – DaBaby

Read the full STICKS AND STONES (INTRO) lyrics by DaBaby from the album BE MORE GRATEFUL along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Dababy’s music, you can also explore WHAT ABOUT ME and POOTIE TANG, two other songs by Dababy.

[Intro]
That ain’t DaBaby, that’s my baby

[Chorus]
Sticks and stones’ll break my bones, but words’ll never hurt a n!gga
Baby like a oven, better not touch him, I’ma burn a n!gga
I know it’s a Phantom and I’m supposed to have a driver
But I whip it like a Honda and I’m outchea and I’m swerving in it

[Verse 1]
Whipping ’round somebody at the light, ain’t see the curb, I hit it
‘Bout to fu*k the tires up

And she just wanna spend some time with me, but I been locked in in that mode
And by the time that I get home, I’m gon’ be burnt out
Probably hollering ’bout, “I’m tired as fu*k”
Any n!gga think that I’m a ho, just tell him try his luck
First n!gga that jump off in that water probably die a duck
I’m staring at the ceiling overnight ’cause I got money on my mind
And I ain’t having too much timе, you on your grind or what?
Tryna get some motherfu*king monеy, n!gga, sign me up
Can’t go against this s*it, if n!ggas want, a n!gga line it up
‘Cause every time a n!gga press my button, then I’m going up
Strapped up every day, they better not fu*k with me, I’ll blow it up
The fu*k with n!ggas? Wanna see what’s up with me, they know what’s up
She know that I don’t expressing feelings, told me, “Open up”
This younger b!tch was looking at me googly-eyed, don’t know if she confused or not
The fu*k up out my face, she wasn’t old enough
The fu*k say I couldn’t go and do a show? Damn, b!tch, I’m showing up
Them him and hers just touched down in the city, n!gga, roll it up
You tryna get a hundred bags of more, you get it half the price
Ain’t rapping ’bout that childish s*it no more, b!tch, I been growing up

[Interlude]
N!gga
Yeah
Yeah, you know I tuned into BE MORE GRATEFUL, n!gga, a classic
Yeah, look

[Chorus]
Sticks and stones’ll break my bones, but words’ll never hurt a n!gga
Baby like a oven, better not touch him, I’ma burn a n!gga
I know it’s a Phantom and I’m supposed to have a driver
But I whip it like a Honda and I’m out this b!tch, I’m swerving in it

[Interlude]
N!gga
What y’all doing
N!ggas can’t hurt me, n!gga (That s*it can’t hurt me, n!gga)

[Verse 2]
Fu*k it, this the second verse
Tryna teach her everything I know, not tryna lecture her
Go home and make love to my lil’ b!tch, I don’t have s*x with her
You know I got that .40 on my hip, ain’t gotta check me first
Pointing at other cars behind my tint, I gotta wet you first
I can’t let n!ggas hit me up
My daughter only four, just hit my phone like, “Daddy, pick me up”
I told her, “Daddy on the way”
Soon as I’m done working, you know daddy on his grind
And when it’s time, it’s nothing more to say
We rocking out
Me and all your sisters, yeah, we pulling up and popping out
And any n!gga fu*k with you, I’m gon’ make nephew sock ’em out
And if they get they daddy, bet I show him what that chopper ’bout
Make that b!tch go “Brr,” they gon’ think a helicopter out
They softer than a paper plane
She know her daddy super solid, my oldest daughter hater lame
Let’s see what they do about it, that Cybertruck, I’m shooting out it
While bumping my new music out it, this album here gon’ change the game
Clutching at my mirrors on the highway while I’m changing lanes
I only got the real ones still beside me, we gon’ stay the same
B!tch, I get to flashing out and shooting s*it like Major Payne
Without the fu*king funny hat, I’m thugging, b!tch, I can’t complain
It’s Baby

[Outro]
Yeah
And what y’all doing
N!gga, that s*it don’t hurt me, n!gga
That s*it can’t hurt me, n!gga
Yeah and I’m the best motherfu*king rapper, n!gga
You know I tuned into a classic, n!gga, BE MORE GRATEFUL, n!gga
Yeah