Lil Baby, Lil Durk & Travis Scott

Lil Baby, Lil Durk & Travis Scott – Hats Off Lyrics

Hats Off

Lil Baby, Lil Durk & Travis Scott

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"Hats Off." - Lil Baby, Lil Durk & Travis Scott

Thursday, 17 September 2026, 11:51 am

Album: The Voice of the Heroes

Track No: 03

What's happenin', Chi Chi?
Change my name to the kid, that's a baby goat
Keep a Drac' like I started up OVO
You can get a percent, but I want the most
Got a house with a lake, so I bought a boat
'Bout to switch up a play, that's an audible
State-to-state, private jet with some model hoes
Had to run up more dollars than followers
Me and bae take a week off in Cabo
Life's a gamble, I'm playin' the lotto
I'm betting it all 'cause I know that I got 'em
'Member me? I was driving Impalas
We don't beef, if it's problems, we solve it
I remember that deuce deuce revolver, I bought for my partna, he died in an argument
They was hating, that's why I'm way farther than 'em
'Member asking my ma where my father been at
Ain't no talking, that fire what I'm tryna get at
**** cuffin' these hoes that the crew done been had
Get them racks out the bank, put it right in the bag
Say he wouldn't do that, but he would if he can
Hop out marching with Jordan like we play in the band
I come straight out the mud, I ain't been in no sand
Twenty hour flight, had to pop me a Zan
I got horny, almost fucked on a fan
I had to think about it, I can't end up on Shade Room
Everything that I hit, I done paid for
She know what I can bring to the table
I can tell if it's real by the label
We had TV, but we didn't have cable
Now, I'm richer than all of my neighbors
I wear my chain proud, it's a trophy
I'm with the same crowd, these the Brodies
I don't got the same mind, you don't know me
You don't gotta do it loud, keep it low-key
I'm tryna be here for mine, I can't hold you
The Forgiato's 24, this for Kobe
I shouldn't have to say, you know that ya owe me
You ain't gotta search, you know that it's on me
Hats off if you keeping it real
It's so easy to fall victim to fake
Durk the voice 'cause he know just what to say
I'm the hero, I come through, save the day
Hats off if you keeping it real
It's so easy to fall victim to fake
Durk the voice 'cause he know just what to say
I'm the hero, I come through, save the day
Bitch, I'm a D boy
Do it for T.Roy
I'm on you forever, that's just word to V.Roy
I'm with the killas forever, the trenches is in me
The Grammys can't change me for nothin'
I like the bitches who let me just offer them cash
You never gon' ask me for nothin'
Never gon' switch
Only time I ever switch is a Glock with a motherfuckin' button
Rappers be running back, tellin' them bitches we hitting
That's why we don't be telling them nothing
4TF, Only the Family, but Four Pockets Full, but we keep it a hundred
That shit solid, I done took losses
I done turned robbers to killers and bosses
I been that **** from way, way back, way before Uzi was dropping the cross
We just a family, we never recruitin'
Clique full of killas we choosing to shoot 'em
Someone tell Kanye and Kim to just stick to the script, and just tell 'em to free Larry Hoover
Me, I'm the voice
Baby, the hero (Trav like Michael Jackson, yeah)
Been in it a minute, it's crazy, I'm winnin'
It only feel like I've been rapping a year
Let a **** play with me, I'm ready
My bitch, getting rich off cosmetics
Life off, they done freed my daddy
Lights off, I couldn't see my baby
2010, I had a gun in my Pelle
2011, I was fighting my celly
2012, I signed my deal in Cali
2021, I'm big as Khaled (Whoa)
I wear my chain proud, it's a trophy
I'm with the same crowd, these the Brodies
I don't got the same mind, you don't know me
You don't gotta do it loud, keep it low-key
I'm tryna be here for mine, I can't hold you
The Forgiato's 24, this for Kobe
I shouldn't have to say, you know that ya owe me
You ain't gotta search, you know that it's on me
Hats off if you keeping it real
It's so easy to fall victim to fake
Durk the voice 'cause he know just what to say
I'm the hero, I come through, save the day
Hats off if you keeping it real
It's so easy to fall victim to fake
Durk the voice 'cause he know just what to say
I'm the hero, I come through, save the day
After this drop then it's only the label
You see the crosses surrounding the table
But never cross us, we flip ya Alfredo
Bro do it silent without a potato
I took the logic and built out a payroll
All the whips chocolate, I built it like Legos
I leave him deceased
Only way that they ever find peace
In that case, then I might need a priest
In the streets, gotta keep the belief
Now, the wave gotta keep you at sea
Look for me, gotta keep you a fee
Made a hundred and put it on gold
Took the steppas and put 'em on roll (Straight up)
It's a lotta them riding and gliding and sliding, that's ready to snatch up your soul
I was eighteen still when I got my deal, then Dre had to go up the road
Now, he back outside and see lil' bro, he got believers
R.I.P. Big Tone, I know you see us
Sorry, gotta fuck on the low, I can't make Cheaters
Dawg we got it bussin' out the bleachers (Yeah)
It's jumping like wall to wall (Trav like Michael Jackson, yeah)

Writer(s): Chidi Osondu, Dominique' Jones, Durk Banks, Jacques Webster II & Thanush Perinpanesan.

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