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heat - babychiefdoit 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)

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