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babychiefdoit - heat lyrics

[intro]
uh, brrt, brrt, yeah (cashmoneyap, brrt, brrt)
uh, uh, b+tch, better learn how to— (blow your heat, dumbass)
uh, b+tch, better learn how to blow your heat (blow your heat, dumbass)
b+tch better learn how to blow your heat (brrt, brrt)
uh, big babychiefdoit, man, slatt (on bro, what up?)

[chorus]
i say
if i say we k!llin’ you, n+gga, we k!llin’ you, ain’t no droppin’ the beef (b+tch, b+tch)
one n+gga die, we keep sh+t pushin’, it is what is is, no peace in the street (b+tch, b+tch)
they say, “chief, drop a lil’ more,” i would, but a n+gga ain’t got no beats (baow, baow, baow)
you got a gun for nothin’, still gon’ die, better learn how to blow your heat (b+tch)
b+tch, better learn how to blow your heat (grraow)
b+tch, better learn how to blow your heat (b+tch, grraow)
you got a gun for nothin’, still gon’ die, better learn how to blow your heat (b+tch)
b+tch, better learn how to blow your heat (grraow)
b+tch, better learn how to blow your heat (grraow, grraow)
you got a gun for nothin’, still gon’ die, better learn how to blow your heat (b+tch)

[verse 1]
uh, how many times do i gotta prove that i’m not a regular n+gga?
tap that b+tch once, hit you twice, you ain’t never got hit with a binary trigger (grraow, baow, baow, baow)
that n+gga tall and could punch me through the wall, i bet that draco bigger
your ho cannot stop tryna touch my b+lls, somebody please come get her
yolo, my life precious, that’s why i cannot play games with n+ggas (ah, ah, ah)
solo, just me, doggy, and lil’ mari, i don’t hang with n+ggas
cut off the lil’ n+gga fingers, we can’t trust him, might put the blame on a n+gga
i hate a manly lady, i tried to say, “what’s up?” and she banged on a n+gga (b+tch+ass b+tch, ah)
[chorus]
i say
if i say we k!llin’ you, n+gga, we k!llin’ you, ain’t no droppin’ the beef (b+tch, b+tch)
one n+gga die, we keep sh+t pushin’, it is what is is, no peace in the street
they say, “chief, drop a lil’ more,” i would, but a n+gga ain’t got no beats
you got a gun for nothin’, still gon’ die, better learn how to blow your heat
b+tch, better learn how to blow your heat
b+tch, better learn how to blow your heat
you got a gun for nothin’, still gon’ die, better learn how to blow your heat
b+tch, better learn how to blow your heat
b+tch, better learn how to blow your heat (b+tch)
you got a gun for nothin’, still gon’ die, better learn how to blow your heat (grraow, grraow, okay)

[verse 2]
last time i toted a regular clip, that b+tch fell down my jeans
if my gun by my ankle, how in the f+ck i’ma clap my heat? (grraow, grraow)
you in a srt, better drive that b+tch right before we knock the j off a jeep (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
i don’t wanna see know how, only ridin’ in blacks, i’m tired of gettin’ in speeds
b+tch my name b+a+b+y+c+h+e+f+d+o+i+t
i ain’t forget the i, the i is silent ’cause i’m that n+gga indeed (slatt, baow, baow)
cuz like hittin’ sh+t up all day, that lil’ n+gga got him a need for speed (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
you givin’ the opps a pass, the f+ck you mean? them lil’ boys need to bleed (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ah, slatt)

- babychiefdoit lyrics

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