Neighborhood Superstar Lyrics by DaBaby & NBA YoungBoy is latest English song with music also given by Leor Shevah & Beatsbyjuko. Neighborhood Superstar song lyrics are written by Leor Shevah, Beatsbyjuko, YoungBoy Never Broke Again & DaBaby.
Neighborhood Superstar Song Detail
| Song Name: | Neighborhood Superstar |
| Singer: | DaBaby, NBA YoungBoy |
| Composer: | Leor Shevah, Beatsbyjuko |
| Lyrics by: | Leor Shevah, Beatsbyjuko, YoungBoy Never Broke Again, DaBaby |
Neighborhood Superstar Lyrics
Leor! Light it up
She like baby blue like she from carolina
Aingt fold under pressure, so I had to buy diamonds
Aingt talk about s**t on waist
But tell em “they don’t want my problems now”
We gone double back
Jump out with straps, run down and pop em slime
Aingt going for s**t
I do too much, you can ask my mama
I be on anything (everything)
She be like, baby, just chill (huh!)
I be like, baby, s**t real
I look in yo’ eyes, you looked at the flo’
So I’m tryna know what you know, what’s the deal?
What’s going on?
Ni**a we got a problem
Upping on every car that pull beside me
Leaving that project full of bodies
I turn that beat to plеnty high notes
Soon as he come out thеn we got em
We gone drop em, bi**h
I’m full of pills, I’m sorry mama
Them ni**as slang that fire at my lil’ partners
I can’t squash it, it’s too much, know I gotta
I been with that s**t l, they know that
Got m’s, been bleeding before that
5k, ni**a, check my coat tag
Slip once, need a bi**h with a toe tag
Drive fast, no plate on the maybach
Trap house where they stash them plates at
Goyard where I tote my drac’ at
Stick who, ni**a, know I don’t play that
Let’s go, stay out the way with them cameras
“I just seen baby pull up in a phantom”
Almost hit me, ni**a hopped out with a thick bi**h (yeah!)
Must be from atlanta
F**k that, they aingt see I hopped out with that blammer
They aingt know I got in with the stick on me
They don’t know that this bi**h right here bulletproof
Let’s go!
I can’t wait for a ni**a to hit it (let’s go)
I really be cool as a bi**h
But can be rude as a bi**h
If I get the wrong energy (yeah!)
They know I’ll put a hoe out
If I love her or not, it protect my lil’ energy
Maybe s**t, baby too real for the industry
Or maybe they know they never can get to me
Know that they know that they never can finish me
Let off my glizzy, I’m feeling a symphony, yeah!
I’m in a ‘burban and I got it on me
Three hundred thousand, just me and my homie
Lurking, we loaded all the way until the morning
Get a bad lil’ bi**h so I can bone her
Nawf 38, posted on that corner
Waiting for opps and ducking cops
.30 on my hip and under papaw house
I got a hundred shots
Ni**as been on his block, on dump don’t stop
I can bet his car get chopped
Let me hit from the back, say “top”
Come out, turn around, then let her get on top
Got millions, still invest in blocks
We get them, never through the mail
The spot be jumping like some shocks
No jigga, get it on for real
Aingt done with that a*s, they get done for real
Let em talk that s**t while on them pills
Turn down as soon he feel this steel
Ni**a, know we do this s**t, for real
Tryna fight, by night his top get peeled
In the car by one, by two, he killed
By four I booked and flew a jet
On the way la while on a leer
She on me bad, so what it is?
Grip her body, know I got it
Take her home and beat her body
I be digging all inside it
Suicidal kamikaze, pu**y s**t, I don’t acknowledge
Jump out, running from them choppas
Tried to hide and then they caught me, gang
I leave a stain, all you hear is “bang, bang”
Bi**h, lay down, I run that gang
They know I’m the murder man
Don’t come around, leave you frowned
F**k around? It’s gone go down
Equip that s**t, aingt a sound
Left nine bodies in the town
I left my bi**h and got something new
Left her too, bi**h I’ma hound (rawr rawr)
Ready to bite me a ni**a (I’m a dawg)
I really don’t like that lil’ ni**a (baby)
Ooh! , he a icy lil’ ni**a (go)
I’m in this bi**h with that stick, popping s**t
I’ma pull that bi**h out before
I fight me a ni**a (boom, boom)
I’m on vacation, I can’t get my hands on a banger
I f**k around, knife me a ni**a
I f**k around, poke me a ni**a
I f**k around, choke me a ni**a
I f**k around, take me a lil’ ni**a hoe (yeah!)
Put d**k in her face, make her beatbox (go)
Aingt seen a thing, how he pop?
F**k that, four five, got it on (..?)
On that bullshit you ni**as think that you on (let’s go)
F**k around and get spanked for a song (spank)
F**k around and get spinned for a diss (spinned)
You gone let them come in, get you killed (yeah! Bi**h)
Everyday, tryna stay out the way
Still adjusting to fame in this industry s**t
Send a hit and I pay for the s**t
I go in your s**t, make you pay for that lip
Neighborhood superstar, throwing weed in the car
They like boy, you can’t pay for that zip
They like nigga we aingt charging you s**t
Baby put on for charlotte, he lit (yeah!)
Got a cold blooded killer in the car behind me
With a brand new stock on the side of his stick
Boom, boom!
I was thinking about a body
Can’t forget about the last two
Yeah! Gotta add another homi’ to the list
On the daily, got two of them bi**hes
This one a semi, this one a switch
Doing my dance in her dougie
Hating for free, ni**as’ a bi**h
I’m in here with nina simone
I made her top fast. Gave her some tits
Pulling her hair till she stutter
F**king on her with no rubber
She like baby blue like she from carolina
Aingt fold under pressure
So I had to buy diamonds
Aingt talk about s**t on waist
But tell em “they don’t want my problems now”
We gone double back, jump out with straps
Run down and pop em slime
Aingt going for s**t
I do too much, you can ask my mama
I be on anything (everything)
She be like, baby, just chill (huh!)
I be like, baby, s**t real
I look in yo’ eyes, you looked at the flo’
So I’m tryna know what you know, what’s the deal?
What’s going on?, ni**a we got a problem
Upping on every car that pull beside me
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