Lil Baby – Global Lyrics

Global

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"Global." - Lil Baby

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 11:12 am

Album: Street Gossip

Track No: 01

We global now
Bought a Baby Gucci stroller (Stroller)
Switched it up, and I went global (Global)
Can't play around, I had to grow up (Grow up)
Check out my neck, hell of a glow up (Glow up)
These **** cappin', that shit blow up
My dog rappin', hope he blow up
I need my checks without no holdups
I put my city on my shoulders
I told the truth in every story, and I told them, I fucked around and showed them
I love my whips, got that new car smell
Don't get it twisted from them apartments, I just park well
I don't fuck with him, that **** flossin' in the voicemail
Catch up with him, push up on him, tell him how I feel
Made myself a millionaire, only took a year, dog
Thinking 'bout what I've been through, I could make a tear fall
Late night with them youngins, who was creepin', could of killed y'all
I don't do that internet beef, that's for bitches, dog
I went up to space, so they hatin', they can't lift off
I can make your bitch eat my kids, every drip drop
I come from the trenches, we can't come outside in flip flops
I done came so far, sittin' on the floor watchin' the tip off
Bought a Baby Gucci stroller (Stroller)
Switched it up, and I went global (Global)
Can't play around, I had to grow up (Grow up)
Check out my neck, hell of a glow up (Glow up)
These **** cappin', that shit blow up
My dog rappin', hope he blow up
I need my checks without no holdups
I put my city on my shoulders
I told the truth in every story, and I told them, I fucked around and showed them
I put my all into this shit, I worked so hard to get my wrist
It broke my heart, but I didn't quit, I had to ball with no assist
I got them all on my drip, go with his rules, we gon' get flipped
I had to hustle for a millly
And now I'm hustlin' these Ms
They tried givin' D 200 years, whenever they call, I let him hear it
Them lawyers and God gon' lift they spirits, them **** know I keep it real, yeah
Sometimes I feel like the floor is giving out on me
I worked so hard, but I can't stop, they depend on me
I try the hardest, you gon' talk when I ain't fail on me
I see through all, and my life flawed, I need new bands on me
Bought a Baby Gucci stroller (Stroller)
Switched it up, and I went global (Global)
Can't play around, I had to grow up (Grow up)
Check out my neck, hell of a glow up (Glow up)
These **** cappin', that shit blow up
My dog rappin', hope he blow up
I need my checks without no holdups
I put my city on my shoulders
I told the truth in every story, and I told them, I fucked around and showed them

Writer(s): Dominique' Jones & Chris Rosser.

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