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the viper - babychiefdoit lyrics

[verse 1]
i don’t need no gun, if sh*t go down, i’m ready to smack me a n*gga
#youthful, i was like fifteen, five feet tall, tryna clap me a n*gga
y’all on his d*ck, that n*gga a b*tch, he only hang with the k!llers
n*ggas can have the ‘net ’cause in real life, motherf*ckers been spanking them n*ggas (you know the f*ck goin’ on)
lord knows i don’t like them n*ggas, we k!llin’ you too if you hang with them n*ggas (what? what? what?)
you f*ck with the opps, then you one of the opps, i don’t care if you playin’ a game with them n*ggas
shout*out to the 5, i got love for the villains, don’t care what he got, he a b*tch with a pistol (b*tch)
you would think i’m a racist, first n*gga get caught and i’m hangin’ that n*gga
first of all, i ain’t never duck sh*t, i’m out of the way ’cause i’m tryna get rich
on b, you n*ggas be makin’ mе sick, why the f*ck is you willin’ to die ’bout a b*tch? (what the f*ck?)
i can havе whoever i want, just hope your lady ain’t on my list
this beat make me wanna smack a ho, where my money at, b*tch?

[chorus]
i don’t feel like big meech (nuh*uh), i don’t feel like larry hoover (not at all)
b*tch, i’m babychief (slatt) and i’ll do ya (baow)
soon as i get back to the crib (baow), i’m finna pop this school bus (uh*uh)
dumb n*gga thought i was lackin’, came through blastin’, i had my tool tucked (baow, baow, baow, baow)

[verse 2]
f*ck your boyfriend, that n*gga a loser, you b*tch*ass n*ggas is tough on computers (b*tch)
i don’t hang with no d*mn civilians, all my n*ggas is dealers and shooters (on the guys)
i’m the king of this sh*t, i’m the ruler (baow)
catch a n*gga tryna eat out at hooters (on the gang)
f*ck a glock, i’ll swing my ruger
f*ck a straight, i’ll would bounce out an uber (free the gang, free the gang, b*tch)
i ain’t no average kid (uh*uh), i’m really on different sh*t (for sure)
first of all, this ain’t no diss, but last time i checked, four n*ggas got hit
if i want that sh*t, i’ma have that sh*t (ah), that watch, i’m sn*tchin’ it off of his wrist (b*tch)
i’m not a rapper, you dumb*ass kid, i got rich off of talkin’ my sh*t (ah)
i been rich off of takin’ them risks (ah), this pink 10 makin’ me itch (b*tch)
godd*mn, if i had one wish, all of they asses would be dead in a ditch (n*ggas be gone)
why the f*ck is you friends with a snitch? (what the f*ck?) stand over him, watchin’ him twitch (ah)
all sharks and piranhas, why the f*ck would you jump in this water? you know you a fish (baow, baow, baow, baow)
[chorus]
i don’t feel like big meech (nuh*uh), i don’t feel like larry hoover (not at all)
b*tch, i’m babychief (slatt) and i’ll do ya (gang, gang)
soon as i get back to the crib, i’m finna pop this school bus
dumb n*gga thought i was lackin’, came through blastin’, i had my tool tucked (brraow)

[outro]
baow, baow, baow, baow, baow
n*ggas know what the f*ck goin’ on
all that 26 12 sh*t, b*tch
free the field, we the field, n*gga
uh, uh, uh, uh
ayy, die l’s, f*ck the opps, n*gga
f*ck the opps, f*ck the opps, haha
ayy, i could do this sh*t all day, baow, uh

- babychiefdoit lyrics

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