che - badu lyrics
[intro]
che on the beat
you’re now smoking with the best
if we locked in, you don’t gotta worry, boy, you know i got you
b+tch wanna play like monsoon, sayso say he might just pop you
n+ggas only worry about what you do or what i do
glockin’ you, you know i’m firing it just like some hot food
[verse]
new girlfriend a badu, i’m trying ask a shark too
girl know that we shot you, p+ssy boy, we caught you
shootouts, yeah, we all do, she erykah badu
a school, that’s on a pot too, we just run your block, dude
who gon’ run your block dude? and then feds had caught you
gangsta boy, that’s not you, soldiers that i lost too
everybody that i lost too, i shoot guns and rob too
i take oxy bars too, spam the trigger, r2
count up guap, that’s all i do and that p+ssy, that’s all i shoot
p+ssy and gold, that’s all i knew, pistol whip, he lost a tooth
all my soldiers in the booth, right now your soldiers in a jufe
i ain’t tryn’ get into you, nut i just want get into you
this brand new stick, it’s for you, and she lit is she boo
i don’t do kisses, lil’ boo, i just do flat s+x, lil boo
eat me like a edible, dump the mag of ammo
boy, the h big intervals, pie your mans now he a ghost
watch your belt, yeah, i like clothes, tell him i won’t do ya’, i like hoes
smoke out the bong yea in the bowls, shootout with all the internet trolls
some of them up with internet hoes, i only f+ck with instagram hoes
but i might f+ck with you for the one time, n+gga, you ain’t clutching my gun that’s mine
n+gga like, “who you been with? that’s mine” i’m tryna take ’em i see ’em, that’s mine
in the airport, i’ma bring a f+cking bomb, oh, she gon’ pour up in the cup
oh, she wanna f+ck that’s true, uh, get ’em hot just like bobo
my bank account came with some cones
i don’t really come without dro’, yeah
i bodies them come without shots
[outro]
they prolly saw the highest
they don’t know them had to remind it
put stars on the roof, yeah, that’s what i did
in the booth, but you know i don’t write sh+t
couple hoes couple hoes like five spliffs
n+gga say you ain’t money, like, type sh+t
ran off with my swag, that’s my sh+t
say you got them greens like my sh+t
you just want everything like i did
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