(Intro – Quavo)
Bi**h dab, bi**h dab
Bi**h dab, bi**h dab
Bi**h dab, bi**h dab
Bi**h dab, bi**h dab
Bi**h dab, bi**h dab
Dab, dab, dab, dab, dab, dab
(Chorus – Quavo)
Look at my dab, dab
Look at my dab, bi**h dab
Look at my dab, bi**h dab
Look at my dab, bi**h dab
Look at my dab, bi**h dab
Look at my dab, bi**h dab
Look at my dab, bi**h dab
Look at my dab, bi**h dab
Get in there, get in there
Get in there, get in there, bi**h dab
Get in there, get in there, bi**h dab
Get in there, get in there, bi**h dab
Get in there, get in there, bi**h dab
Get in there, get in there, bi**h dab
Get in there, get in there, bi**h dab
Look at my dab
(Verse 1 – Quavo)
Look at my dab, everybody saying dab
Trap ni**as on the map, trap ni**as like to dab
Trap ni**as in the bowl, trap ni**as on the stove
Trap ni**as worldwide, play with the pie with no eyes
Dabbing going in the dictionary, birds sanging just like Mary Mary
The bricks got wings like the tooth fairy, pinky ring yellow canary
Touch down on the pack and I run it like Barry
Migo like Ed, Edd and Eddy
You mad bout your hoe but that’s petty
Spray the chopper like confetti
Look at my dab, got me feeling like I’m Fab
Look at my dab, spreading dab across the map
I’m dabbing when I walk up in the trap
I look at the pot, I’m like get in there!
I play with the water need swimwear
Look at my dab, get in there!
(Repeat Chorus)
(Verse 2 – Takeoff)
Get in there, get in there
Got me dabbing, Yung Rich Nation gear
Looking like I’m not from around here
Young ni**a dabbing out the atmosphere
You ni**as still saying swag
My ni**as switched it up we call it dab
Step out with a light dab I call it a jab
Michael Jordan I’m perfecting my craft
No money counter, count it up with my hands
Young ni**a, I can show you how to do math
Sipping on drank, I pour up some muddy
My ni**a not trying to remember my past
Don’t come to my hood if you ain’t got a pass
Eat up the dab like linguini and crab
Mr. McMahon, I fire you and your staff
Watching you ni**as dabbing made me laugh
Dabbing is a way of fashion, touchdown like I’m Takeoff McFadden
Call a play like I’m Takeoff John Madden
Should get a platinum plaque from all this dabbing
You ni**as should get a Grammy, the way you acting
Enough of that swag I put it in a casket
Look at my dab, yo bi**h dropping her panties
I feel fantastic, immaculate dabbing
Stay off my grass, call me Takeoff Stanley
(Repeat Chorus)
(Outro – Takeoff)
So now ni**as dabbing
Before it was swagging
Ni**a thinking that it’s just a dance
When dabbing is a way of fashion
See I’m trying to teach y’all the rules and regulations
Cause there’s a lot of ni**as out here perpetrating
No temptations, Migos sensation
Seen a lot of faces, why not make a Young Rich Nation
