Gotta Know Lyrics – DaBaby

Read the full Gotta Know lyrics by DaBaby 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 Hate A Nice Chick and Aint Goin, two other songs by DaBaby.

[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