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ROCKSTAR (feat. Roddy Ricch) - Blame it on Baby

Updated: May 18

Dababy’s viral smash Rockstar ft. Roddy Ricch takes Number 1

Rising US rap star Dababy secures his first Number 1 on the Official Singles Chart with Rockstar ft. Roddy Ricch.


Rockstar climbs five places to reach the summit, knocking Drake’s Toosie Slide to Number 2. The song’s rise can be attributed in part to the addition of fellow rising star Roddy Ricch to the track, plus a viral dance challenge on TikTok.


Dababy’s other recent Top 20 successes came in the form of a feature on Camila Cabello’s Number 13 hit My Oh My, while the album featuring Rockstar, Blame it on Baby, debuted at Number 8 in April.


Meanwhile, Ariana Grande and Justin Bieber claim this week’s highest new entry with their duet Stuck With U (4), a charity single with proceeds going to First Responders Children’s Foundation to fund scholarships for children of frontline workers fighting the COVID-19 pandemic.


Rapper 6ix9ine claims a Top 10 debut with Gooba at 6, while If The World Was Ending by JP Saxe ft. Julia Michaels continues to climb, reaching a new peak at Number 14.


Further down, rising singer-songwriter Sam Fischer climbs four to land his first Top 20 single with This City (20), 220 Kid & Gracey jump six to Number 22 with sad-banger Don’t Need Love, and German DJ Topic earns his first Top 40 as Breaking Me ft. A7S leaps 26 places to Number 24. Ava Max’s Kings & Queens rises four to Number 29 as the Jonas Brothers rebound nine to Number 35 with What a Man Gotta Do.


Finally, Marshmello & Halsey collaboration Be Kind is up five to Number 40, becoming the artists’ sixth and tenth Top 40 singles re

spectively.

Story by: Billboard.com


Lyrics


Woo, woo I pull up like How you pull up, Baby? How you pull up? (Oh) How you pull up? I pull up (Seth in the kitchen) Let's go

Brand new Lamborghini, f--- a cop car With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (yeah, yeah, yeah) Have you ever met a real n---a rockstar? This ain't no guitar, bi---, this a Glock (woo) My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (woo) You better let me go the day you need me (woo) Soon as you up me on that n---a, get to bustin' (woo) And if I ain't enough, go get the chop

It's safe to say I earned it, ain't a n---a gave me nothin' (yeah, yeah) I'm ready to hop out on a n---a, get to bustin' Know you heard me say, "You play, you lay," don't make me push the button Full of pain, dropped enough tears to fill up a f---in' bucket Goin' for buckets, I bought a chopper I got a big drum, it hold a hundred, ain't goin' for nothin' I'm ready to air it out on all these n---as, I can see 'em runnin' Just talked to my mama, she hit me on FaceTime Just to check up on me and my brother I'm really the baby, she know that her youngest son Was always guaranteed to get the money (okay, let's go) She know that her baby boy was always guaranteed to get the loot She know what I do, she know 'fore I run from a n---a, I'ma pull it out and shoot (boom) PTSD, I'm always waking up in cold sweats like I got the flu My daughter a G, she saw me kill a n---a in front of her before the age of two And I'll kill another n---a too 'Fore I let another n---a do somethin' to you Long as you know that, don't let nobody tell you different Daddy love you (yeah, yeah)

Let's go Brand new Lamborghini, f--- a cop car With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (yeah, yeah, yeah) Have you ever met a real n---a rockstar? This ain't no guitar, bi---, this a Glock (woo) My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (woo) You better let me go the day you need me (woo) Soon as you up me on that n---a, get to bustin' (woo, yeah) And if I ain't enough, go get the chop (yeah, yeah)

Keep a Glocky when I ride in the Suburban 'Cause the codeine had a young n---a swervin' I got the mop, watch me wash 'em like detergent And I'm ballin', that's why it's diamonds on my jersey Slide on opps' side and flip the block back, yeah, yeah My junior popped him and left him lopsided, yeah, yeah We spin his block, got the rebound, Dennis Rodman You fool me one time, you can't cross me again Twelve hundred horsepower, I get lost in the wind If he talkin' on the yard, the pen' dogs'll take his chin Maybach SUV for my refugees Buy blocks in the hood, put money in the streets I was solo when the opps caught me at the gas station Had it on me, thirty thousand, thought it was my last day But they ain't even want no smoke If I had to choose it, murder what she wrote

Let's go Brand new Lamborghini, f--- a cop car With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (yeah, yeah, yeah) Have you ever met a real n---a rockstar? This ain't no guitar, bi---, this a Glock (woo) My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (woo) You better let me go the day you need me (woo) Soon as you up me on that n---a, get to bustin' (woo) And if I ain't enough, go get the chop

Lyrics licensed & provided by LyricFind

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Written by: Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, Rodrick Moore

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