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broad day - cheecho lyrics

[hook: cheecho]

i’m toting that fully, it’s broad day
i’m jamming that one on the one*way
my shooter be lurking for gunplay
he ducking them jumpers, ain’t trapping on thursday
spraying the opps, we upping the murder rate
my youngins be jumping in cars like ray ray
got to free all the k!llers that’s fighting a fed case
free clip thirty, they say he a fed date
they know who the ones that be catching bodies
my shooter, he think he the grim reaper
i hit me a l!ck out the early morning
i rob me a n*gga in front of people
my driver don’t care if thе feds close
we rеally the ones that will bring the evil
i told my b*tch, “i’m really beefing”
so i’m taking them shots when i’m out to eat

[verse 1: cheecho]

these n*ggas be cliquing and team up
my shooter like how i can keep it rocking
my youngin active, he keep a car
n*gga beefing with me, he going to meet a glock
and these n*ggas be dying trying to meet a b*tch
and these n*ggas be tipping like bleu davinci
when i’m posted on one, i might chase the benjis
you ain’t trying to k!ll nun’, so mind your business
and these n*ggas be talking, that’s fed work
one opp got a beam, that’s light work
my k!ller will spin for a light ten
i know n*ggas get touched, ’bout to tap them in
i know n*ggas get touched, they go against me
and my driver look sweet in that q50
and them youngins got jewelry to get busy
i’ma chase that bag before i chase a b*tch
[hook: cheecho]

i’m toting that fully, it’s broad day
i’m jamming that one on the one*way
my shooter be lurking for gunplay
he ducking them jumpers, ain’t trapping on thursday
spraying the opps, we upping the murder rate
my youngins be jumping in cars like ray ray
got to free all the k!llers that’s fighting a fed case
free clip thirty, they say he a fed date
they know who the ones that be catching bodies
my shooter, he think he the grim reaper
i hit me a l!ck out the early morning
i rob me a n*gga in front of people
my driver don’t care if the feds close
we really the ones that will bring the evil
i told my b*tch, “i’m really beefing”
so i’m taking them shots when i’m out to eat

[verse 2: trap bae]

i’m taking them shots when i’m out to eat
i be making my bed, i keep it neat
i keep me a peezy underneath
i don’t do no talking, i keep it discreet
i’m popping my sh*t in the worst way
she saving no money, look weak on her birthday
these b*tches be hating, they pump*faking
wrap they ass up like a pig in a blanket
i seen them comments, i told them to clog it
she throwing them shots and you know i’ma block it
she talking her motion, my sh*t like a faucet
fn out the gym and i keep me a rocket
compare me to who? man, that sh*t out of pocket
and i’m going hard and i’m never going to stop it
i ran into her, i bet her little ass cough it
she think she the sh*t, put her ass on the docket
[hook: cheecho]

i’m toting that fully, it’s broad day
i’m jamming that one on the one*way
my shooter be lurking for gunplay
he ducking them jumpers, ain’t trapping on thursday
spraying the opps, we upping the murder rate
my youngins be jumping in cars like ray ray
got to free all the k!llers that’s fighting a fed case
free clip thirty, they say he a fed date
they know who the ones that be catching bodies
my shooter, he think he the grim reaper
i hit me a l!ck out the early morning
i rob me a n*gga in front of people
my driver don’t care if the feds close
we really the ones that will bring the evil
i told my b*tch, “i’m really beefing”
so i’m taking them shots when i’m out to eat

- cheecho lyrics

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