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babychiefdoit - am i wrong? lyrics

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[intro]
we doing alley oops
brother, n+gga
on my brother, n+gga
punch me in (aight, bet)
i’m ready, foenem
gang in this b+tch blood
this sh+t for the guys
(d+mn drako, you made this?)
[?] (gang)
n+ggas know what the f+ck going on big baby chief’ll do it 2212 sh+t b+tch
uh, drills, drills, drills
squad, squad, squad

[verse]
one by one, we pickin’ ’em off
keep on spinnin’ ’til all of ’em drop, give [?] and he gettin’ em off
it’s free china from out of that box, come around me with jewelry, he takin’ it off
that n+gga rather stay home ’cause he know he don’t give that sh+t up, then his ass get popped
she should’ve knew she was losing her spot as soon as she told mе she don’t eat c+ck
n+gga, i’m baby chef, do it so instеad of cooking with kya, i’m cookin’ with fox
whip on the pop with a stick on the glock, i’m in the kitchen with b+tches and bops
all in my head tryna give me a shot, i show that b+tch, she was gettin’ me hot
she got some big+ass glasses on [?] in y’all, she look like von
really don’t give no f+ck who you is, i’m cuttin’ you off, you ain’t on what i’m on
ever seen a n+gga get hit, so d+mn hard that his ass got sent to the sun
she said that her favorite song was rollin’, f+ck that old ass song
that’s not even supporting me, somebody tell me if i’m wrong (am i wrong? am i wrong?)
[interlude]
uh, somebody tell me if i’m wrong (am i wrong? am i wrong?)
uh, okay, somebody tell me if i’m wrong (b+tch am i wrong? b+tch am i wrong?)
uh, uh, somebody tell me if i’m wrong, somebody tell me if i’m wrong

[verse 2]
slatt, i like switches, i’m not talkin’ ’bout guns, i’m talking about the beat switch
that b+tch get wetter than water, jumped in the cat and it made me seasick
i jumped out the car missin’ like a b+tch, need glasses, i couldn’t see sh+t
blood told me it’s candy in the spot, i thought he was talking ’bout reeses
i drink lean while i rap, letting a bad b+tch rub my back
spitting the bars while i’m swigging my gat, if n+ggas say it’s smoke, it’s that
wanna come over, can’t get my lo’, if she wanna get f+cked, gotta come to the trap
brand new guns, brand new opps, if a n+gga get caught, that’s a brand new pack (baow)
i’ll come teach you a lesson, i shouldn’t have booked this short ass session
boy what the f+ck you mean he ran? you could’ve chased him, better go catch him
she like toes, the b+tch got a fetish, i like hoes, the badder the better
i can’t keep sh+t p, the b+tch block me, i’m a f+ck around send her a letter
i almost just post this b+tch, no lie and i just met her
i almost put the paws on dog, that n+gga d+mn near spilled lean on my sweater
that b+tch better appreciate me, i ain’t gon’ lie, i’m a motherf+ckin’ treasure
that n+gga told me to pop outside without no gun, it sound like a setup it

[outro]
it sound like a setup and i don’t even bother n+ggas
i don’t even bother n+ggas, i’m poppy n+gga
i’ll probably father a n+gga
i don’t even give a f+ck about nothin’
i already come out and shot a n+gga
i ain’t gon’ lie, my brother in this b+tch, he shot a n+gga
like what?



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