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babychiefdoit - 3 am freestyle lyrics

[intro]
slatt
junky man, monkey man, fish get fried
i bet a fish get fried
big babychiefdoit man
chief ain’t do it first?
chief ain’t do it the best?
chief ain’t do it faster?
slatt gang, you know how i’m coming man
slatt (gang gang)

[verse]
n+ggas know what i bleed, i’m sleaze, i’m slatt
i’m freestylin’ back+to+back, cause i ain’t got sh+t on my pad
you n+ggas jump off the porch and died, done seen that sh+t with my two eyes
all them n+ggas mad, they say, “rambo, i hate your slimy ass” (i don’t know why they hate me. nevermind, i already know)
what i say?
b+ttons get off, blood tapped that box and sh+tted
(fppt) his brains on his lap
i ain’t gotta walk, i could talk on this b+tch nine times out of ten and it’s still gon’ slap
i don’t wanna keep sh+t p, cause i don’t know sh+t bout peace, or giving a pass
cause i know a n+gga that waved his flag, then went outside and still got whacked
i can’t keep sh+t p, cause i know when they catch me, they gon’ get on my ass (baow bow)
jump your gate with ease, you might f+ck around see me when you cut your grass (ssssss)
i don’t wanna hear i made it till you see me and all my n+ggas in france
and please don’t ask me nothin’ about nothin’ cause i ain’t see sh+t, i was chasin’ the bag (i ain’t see nothin’)
all yall ass gone die, [?] srt (skrt, skrt skrt skrt)
before i let a b+tch+ass n+gga k!ll me, l’ma f+ck around drown in the deep blue sea
b+tch, i’m hot, a hundred degrees
f+ck it, bounce out the car take a hundred of these (slatt)
it ain’t naan hoe that i need
and all my hoes know i’m gon’ leave (slatt slatt)
came for a fun time, but not a long time, baby i got places to be (adios)
i could be droppin’, we got the week but it’s hard, cause i can’t find no beats
i’m besties with the k!llers if i k!ll for them, they k!ll for me
want him dead, then send that bread, even though foenem gon’ k!ll for free
catch me a n+gga downtown i’m blowin’ up and down chop sh+lls go through a black truck (bow, bow bow bow)
push up, shoot at ground if he fall on the floor, he done he ain’t gettin’ back up (don’t fall)
i keep runnin’ out of sh+t to say, so this song gon’ be short as f+ck
i’ma leave all y’all ass in the dust, (graow raow), keep f+ckin’ em up, slatt
[outro]
(i don’t wanna talk no more
i ain’t tryna talk
bout nothin’
we ain’t tryna hear none of that
you know how i’m coming man
big babychiefdoit man
2024 music, uh you know
if you don’t know, now you know)

- babychiefdoit lyrics

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