DaBaby – Celebrate (feat. Rich Homie Quan) Lyrics

Celebrate

DaBaby (feat. Rich Homie Quan)

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"Celebrate." - DaBaby (feat. Rich Homie Quan)

Tuesday, 15 September 2026, 09:53 pm

Album: Baby on Baby

Track No: 07

I'm 'bout whatever, you can read about (Yung Lan on the track)
I got 27 hoes blowin' up my phone, tryna come and suck the semen out me
They starin' at us everywhere we go, you gotta be yourself
You wanna be around me
And I'm stayin' low from all the broke hoes and the fuck niggas
I don't need around me (Yeah, yeah)
Gotta book a show, you wanna see about me

'Cause I ain't got time to celebrate, I'm goin' in
The streets used to love me when I ain't had nothin'
But now that I'm up, they don't wanna be friends
I tried to do right and they all turned they back on me
Somethin' I won't never go through again (Yeah, yeah)
No time for no hoes or no friends
No time for no hoes or no friends

'Cause I ain't got time to celebrate, I'm goin' in
The streets used to love me when I ain't had nothin'
But now that I'm up, they don't wanna be friends
I tried to do right and they all turned they back on me
Somethin' I won't never go through again (Yeah, yeah)
No time for no hoes or no friends
No time for no hoes or no friends

I got a new bitch that tell me that she don't want shit from me (Shit)
And I got another bitch claimin' she sick of me
Still askin' what she can get from me (Bitch)
And I know a broke nigga havin' his hand out
He wanna act like a friend now

And they wante smoke until I blew they mans down
Tryna act like they fans now
I pray to God that they all understand now
Play with me it's a man down
I'm in the city and the rental van now
Tryna sell me a damn pound
They give me a deposit to come out the house now
I get to paid to go out now
Charlotte, ain't no other way to get out now
'Less you show what you 'bout now

Got everybody ridin' 'round with that stick now
It's lay down or get down
Don't talk on the internet, don't make a diss now
It's already lit now
Go tell the associate you need some all black
Go pick out a fit now
My life in the history book and whatever I do
They will never forget now
And that's why I stay out here

'Cause I ain't got time to celebrate, I'm goin' in
The streets used to love me when I ain't had nothin'
But now that I'm up, they don't wanna be friends
I tried to do right and they all turned they back on me
Somethin' I won't never go through again (Yeah, yeah)
No time for no hoes or no friends
No time for no hoes or no friends (No, no)

'Cause I ain't got time to celebrate, I'm goin' in (No, no)
The streets used to love me when I ain't had nothin'
But now that I'm up, they don't wanna be friends
I tried to do right and they all turned they back on me
Somethin' I won't never go through again (Yeah, yeah)
No time for no hoes or no friends
No time for no hoes or no friends

No time for hoes, no time for friends
No time for Honda no time for Benz
Pull up in the Maybach
Old school cost more than your new school
Shit so original but got an 8-track
I'm rich under 30, they gon' hate that
Money fallin', nigga rake that (Ooh)

Ooh, ooh, ooh
Like a nigga locked in jail might take you to SHU (SHU)
SHU, SHU, SHU
And I ain't never ran from a nigga, put that on my crew (Rich Homie, baby)

Shoot a nigga with no chaser (Hey, hey)
Move these bitches with the paper (Fade away)
We done ran a, on the baby sitter
It was Rich Homie and DaBaby (Rich Homie)

I can never get money with a hater
And I will never sell my soul (Nah)
Still doin' sell-out shows (Yeah)
Still gettin' bags in every week nigga
You can smell it out those (I know you do)
I could pack a whole brick, motherfuckers in a Pathfinder (Hey)
Cam Newton Jerseys, 'cause I'm in Carolina (Ayy)

'Cause I ain't got time to celebrate, I'm goin' in
The streets used to love me when I ain't had nothin'
But now that I'm up, they don't wanna be friends (Oh)
I tried to do right and they all turned they back on me (Ayy)
Somethin' I won't never go through again (Yeah, yeah)
No time for no hoes or no friends (No)
No time for no hoes or no friends (No, no, no)

'Cause I ain't got time to celebrate, I'm goin' in (No, no)
The streets used to love me when I ain't had nothin'
But now that I'm up, they don't wanna be friends (No, no, no)
I tried to do right and they all turned they back on me
Somethin' I won't never go through again (Yeah, yeah, no, no)
No time for no hoes or no friends
No time for no hoes or no friends

Writer(s): DaBaby, Rich Homie Quan, Yung Lan.

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