INDUSTRY BABY (feat. Jack Harlow)

D-D-Daytrip took it to ten (hey!)

Baby back, ayy, couple racks, ayy

Couple Grammys on him

Couple plaques, ayy

That's a fact, ayy

Throw it back, ayy, throw it back, ayy

And this one is for the champions

I ain't lost since I began, yeah

Funny how you said it was the end, yeah

Then I went did it again, yeah

I told you long ago on the road

I got what they waiting for

I don't run from nothing, dawg

Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't laying low

You was never really rooting for me anyway

When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say

"He don't run from nothing, dawg

Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over" (uh)

Need to, uh, need to get this album done

Need a couple number ones

Need a plaque on every song

Need me like one with Nicki now

Tell a rap nigga I don't see ya (hah)

I'm a pop nigga like Bieber (hah)

I don't fuck bitches, I'm queer (hah)

But these niggas bitches like Madea, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (yeah)

Oh, let do it

I ain't fall off, I just ain't release my new shit

I blew up, now everybody tryna sue me

You call me Nas, but the hood call me Doobie (yeah)

And this one is for the champions

I ain't lost since I began, yeah

Funny how you said it was the end, yeah

Then I went did it again, yeah

I told you long ago on the road

I got what they waiting for (I got what they're waiting for)

I don't run from nothing, dawg

Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't laying low (bitch, I ain't running from nowhere)

You was never really rooting for me anyway (ooh, ooh)

When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (ooh, ooh)

"He don't run from nothing, dawg

Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over" (yeah)

My track record so clean, they couldn't wait to just bash me

I must be getting too flashy, y'all shouldn't have let the world gas me (woo)

It's too late 'cause I'm here to stay and these girls know that I'm nasty (mm)

I sent her back to her boyfriend with my handprint on her ass cheek

City talking, we taking notes

Tell 'em all to keep making posts

Wish he could, but he can't get close

OG so proud of me that he choking up while he making toasts

I'm the type that you can't control, said I would, then I made it so

I don't clear up rumors (ayy), where's y'all sense of humor? (Ayy)

I'm done making jokes 'cause they got old like baby boomers

Turned my haters to consumers, I make vets feel like they juniors (juniors)

Say your time is coming soon, but just like Oklahoma (mm)

Mine is coming sooner (mm), I'm just a late bloomer (mm)

I didn't peak in high school, I'm still out here getting cuter (woo)

All these social networks and computers

Got these pussies walking 'round like they ain't losers

I told you long ago on the road

I got what they waiting for (I got what they waiting for)

I don't run from nothing, dawg

Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't laying low (bitch, I ain't runnin' from nowhere)

You was never really rooting for me anyway (ooh, ooh)

When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (ooh, ooh)

"He don't run from nothing, dawg

Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over" (yeah)

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I'm the industry baby, mmm (yeah)

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I'm the industry baby (yeah)