by She Gon Call Me Baby Boo Lyrics is a song by NBA YoungBoy, featuring Mellow Rackz. The track was released on September 9, 2025. It was written by YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Mellow Rackz, and BrandoBeatz, and was produced by BrandoBeatz. The song gained popularity online due to its viral line, “she gon call me baby boo.”
She Gon Call Me Baby Boo Lyrics
Ayy, look, ayy, look, that money, it done ran up
Wow
Wow, wow, huh (huh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I’m a gangster)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don’t know ’bout, ayy, I don’t know ’bout that nigga there)
Uh, uh, uh, say but you knowin’ how I get down
Blow it up, uh (brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)
Uh, uh, uh (yeah, you gotta know)
Look, baby, let me see you tonight
I done fucked up
Brothers got me fucked up (wow)
Baby, you done lucked up (yeah)
Big guns in all of my trunks (woah, woah)
Baby girl, it’s fuck them (woah, woah)
Baby girl, we keep it independent, we don’t trust them (woah, woah, woah)
I’m a motherfuckin’ muddy pourin’ lean sipper
Don’t know one thing ’bout me, know I got my pistol
I’m a motherfuckin’ baller, I wan’ leave with you
I done pulled off on lil’ shorty and she wrecked my fender
And she gon’ work with that ass
I want her stamped the bitch bad
Stand on side Lil Top
If you can, I don’t give no fuck, I’m gon’ flash
Nigga fuck with somethin’ bitch I’m yeah
Now, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah
And I’m quick to bust the bitch ass
Nigga, what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)
Here this pussy-boy with that playin’
I plan to whoop the bitch head
Bitch, if I crash out, you gon’ have to call the laws for me (call the law)
Send ’em, blitz out, they ain’t gon’ come back ’til they down somethin’ (man, one)
Roll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin’ (walk, walk, walk)
I’m a motherfuckin’ muddy pourin’ lean sipper
Don’t know one thing ’bout me, know I got my pistol
I’m a motherfuckin’ baller, I wan’ leave with you
I done pulled off on lil’ shorty and she wrecked my fender
I’m a motherfuckin’ robber (yeah), out the motherfuckin’ gutter (yeah)
Baby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)
I’ma bust him, make it ugly (wow)
Mr. Work ‘Em With That Chop’ (hey)
Mr. Presi’, Mr. Ugh
Mr. Sell It With My Partner
Mr. Got A Whole Lotta (streams)
I’m a motherfuckin’ muddy pourin’ lean sipper
Don’t know one thing ’bout me, they know I got my pistol
I’m a baller, baby, and I’m tryna leave with you (safe)
Chief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (hey, hey)
Need to go buy Celine with you, win with you (hey, hey)
She used to drink Quay, too
Bitch want Bape shoes
She wanna stay the night
Bitch tryna play it cool
Crush the Molly like some ice
She gon’ call me Baby Boo
She gon’ call me Baby Boo
Huh, she gon’ call me Baby Boo
Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me
Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me
I’m a boss, I ain’t no worker, I’ll have them dirt you for me
Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see
Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
Bitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah
Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop ’bout Lil Top, bitch
Huh, bitch
I’ve been flippin’ and gettin’ it’ and stickin’ up shit a hour from that Nola
I’ve been poppin’ it, I just switched from Rolls-Royce into a Rover
I’ma shoot it first, and I reload it, now, Brando, you start it over
I ain’t Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda (woo)
I’ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that rollercoaster, yeah
I’m a bad bitch, hoes ain’t fuckin’ with me, yeah
I got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (get up with me)
I met a rich nigga, said he wanna tip me, huh
I get my hair done, nigga, send a ten piece
I need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef
‘Cause once I throw that ass on ’em, they gon’ wanna kill me
No hands, I’m talkin’ go, go (go, go)
Freak bitch, I’m tryna fuck him in that Rolls (Rolls)
Throw that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor (floor)
“Throw that ass back, ” shit, I move it like a pro (pro)
I only do it for a real nigga
And, nigga, you’s a ho
Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me (yeah)
Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (yeah)
I’m a boss, I ain’t no worker, I’ll have them dirt you for me (yeah)
Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see
Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah
Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop ’bout Lil Top, bitch
