Otha Boy Lyrics – Lil Baby

Read the full Otha Boy lyrics by Lil Baby along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Lil Baby’s music, you can also explore Real Shit and Middle Of The Summer, two other songs by Lil Baby.

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh

[Verse]
N!ggas lowkey be depressed while it look like I’m at my best
They know they don’t wanna beef with me, owners wanna meet with me
Bad b!tch, twelve-hour flight to come and sleep with me
She like me ’cause I’m a real street n!gga
All I’m saying is when it pop, just keep it in the street, n!gga
Make a rapper take his clothes off, that boy a male stripper
Try to speak on me to throw it off, these n!ggas still snitching

This lil’ button on the back will show a n!gga how to switch up
Push up on ’em at the gym, I hope ’em n!ggas doing they push-ups
For a fact, you n!ggas hoes, the city knows this ain’t no diss song
They know Baby won’t respond, just say his name so we can get goin’
Can’t believe that boy went bold on me or told, oh, you pulled big stunts
They on go and they recordin’
Speak on me for streams, bro, but why the fu*k am I important?
You don’t even know them n!ggas you with, you getting extorted
You know this s*it deadly for a fact, you picked your poison though
Fu*k it, let’s get to it, ain’t no secret, s*it ain’t cordial no more
I ain’t never wanted to speak on none of this s*it
Tell the truth, these n!ggas mad, I’m running this s*it
And all of this is not about that one boy
I’m talking ’bout that other boy and that other boy and that other boy and that other boy too
Real ones know my body, I’m not talking to you
If you a fu*kboy and feel hit, I’m talking to you
Turn the Virgil into a Landaulet, I’m sick of the roof
You copy everything I do, lil’ boy, I am sick of you too
You acting hard, you must’ve forget that I stopped brodem from shooting you
Nobody know you ’til you came around, you really my junior boy

[Outro]
Son-ass n!ggas, hehe