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nba meechy baby - hidin lyrics

[intro: nba meechy baby]
yeah, yeah
this for them n+ggas that escaped
that think they can compete (but what?)
p+ssy boy, you can’t compete (nah)

[chorus: bwill]
you hidin’, you hidin’, you hidin’, you hidin’
you hidin’, let me find out that you hidin’, yeah
and we the ones that’s doin’ the slidin’, the ones that’s doin’ the divin’
i send my k!ller, perfect timin’

[verse 1: bwill]
you play with me, you goin’ diamond (diamond)
coroner van get to drivin’ (get to drivin’)
you know it’s pickin’ up a body (pick up)
i get to countin’ hundreds, know i’m pickin’ up a hobby (yeah)
the drum hold a hundred if the b+tch get out of pocket (yeah)
how he gangster if the n+gga tiktoking? (how?)
ball off in the club and the b+tch wrist watching (bling)
me and my lil’ k!ller all about a profit
n+gga say he tryna get me, i ain’t hidin’, told him stop it (i ain’t hidin’)
b+tch, you hide on ’em
catch your people, i’m gon’ slide on ’em (i ain’t hidin’)
i ain’t arguin’ with no n+gga, i’m gon’ dive on ’em (nah)
oh, you clutchin’? i’m clutchin’ too, you love it, i love it too (nah)
it’s murder for murder, n+gga, i put ten g’s of work on you
[chorus: bwill & nba meechy baby]
you hidin’, you hidin’, you hidin’, you hidin’ (put it on ’em)
you hidin’, let me find out that you hidin’
and we the ones that’s doin’ the slidin’, the ones that’s doin’ the divin’ (some money on your head)
i send my k!ller, perfect timin’ (let’s go)
you hidin’, you hidin’, you hidin’, you hidin’
you hidin’, let me find out that you hidin’ (let me find out)
and we the ones that’s doin’ the slidin’, the ones that’s doin’ the divin’
i send my k!ller, perfect timin’ (huh, it’s meechy baby)

[verse 2: nba meechy baby]
in the cutlass with my bm, bucked the f+ck up off the pill
tryna hit at somethin’, i’m blammin’ back, bae, just grab the wheel
that chopper help me thug better, like i’m boo, i’ma be real
huh, huh, like i’m boo, i’ma be real
my cousin bg, he in that rental right behind me
in our spare time, we slang iron like it’s a hobby
this choppa city, we in that red, b+tch, we ain’t hidin’
p+ssy b+tch, come and faceoff
k!ll the ho, slimes gon’ lay on ’em
from nighttime ’til day on ’em
yeah, slime searchin’ for him like he got a warrant on ’em
stolen firearm
this b+tch got a suppressor, it’s a sigher
if i don’t catch you, i’ma k!ll your brother
i put that on my dead child and my mama last son (huh, huh)
[chorus: bwill & nba meechy baby]
you hidin’, you hidin’, you hidin’, you hidin’
you hidin’ (put it on ’em), let me find out that you hidin’
and we the ones that’s doin’ the slidin’, the ones that’s doin’ the divin’ (put money on your head, b+tch)
i send my k!ller, perfect timin’
you hidin’, you hidin’, you hidin’, you hidin’
you hidin’, let me find out that you hidin’ (let me find out)
and we the ones that’s doin’ the slidin’, the ones that’s doin’ the divin’ (let’s go)
i send my k!ller, perfect timin’ (yeah)

[outro]
(silk beats)

- nba meechy baby lyrics

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