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rappin stackin - babyfxce e lyrics

[intro]
rappin’, stackin’, hittin’ hoes
static on my skin and bones
chrome heart on me, head to toe
yeah, b*tch, spilled wockeisha on my clothes
yeah, yeah, i f*cked her once, now she won’t go

[chorus]
yeah, huh, rappin’, stackin’, hittin’ hoes
static on my skin and bones
chrome heart on me, head to toe
she like, “if you cheatin’, keep it p and please just let me know”
said she was gon’ leave, but for some reason, she can’t let me go

[verse 1]
probably ’cause i’m up (up)
they hear striking, think it’s us (us)
need some pints, you come at us (come on)
then we might show you some love (n*gga)
walk in that b*tch with a stick in my drawers, i ain’t fightin’ in no club
she be tryna throw my cup in the trash, she don’t like me off the drugs
this wocky, this ain’t cheap
b*tch, quit talkin’, i can’t think
ask who poppin’, they like, “e”
they ask who poppin’, you don’t say—
man, you can’t be my opp, if you get popped, then you’ll say me
i don’t talk to cops, if i get got, we make it even
yeah, pulled up on my main man, showed him that i made a hundred
she heard that i’m famous, she just want me for my money
b*tch, if you can’t help me get this bag, then you just ’round for nothin’
i got b*tches that do more than half and they around for nothin’
n*gga, they just down for f*ckin’
switchy, hop out the car with the b*tton
fifty, spent in the mall with my brother
i’m cheating, get caught, i’ma call her my cousin
she say i ain’t sh*t, only call when i’m buzzin’
swervin’ the clip, know it come with a dozen
circle was small when i didn’t have no money, i showed ’em the play, now they tryna re*huddle
[chorus]
yeah, i been rappin’, stackin’, hittin’ hoes
static on my skin and bones
chrome heart on me, head to toe
she like, “if you cheatin’, keep it p and please just let me know”
said she was gon’ leave, but for some reason, she can’t let me go

[verse 2]
b*tch, you so cold, here, let me turn you up (come on)
let me earn your trust, all*white buffs, they came from hutch
yeah, like i ain’t pack no bag, i’m with the gang, ain’t changin’ up (for real)
yeah, n*ggas be so mad, they hoes get f*cked, they blamin’ us
they blamin’ me
pop my sh*t on stage, i’m who they pay to see
let that ho go be a ho, bro, you can’t save her from the streets
got your mama callin’ my phone, but she can’t save you from the beef
i been chillin’ for too long, call lil’ bro, it’s time to hop on fully
b*tch was tryna stop my money
bring her in town, my pop so muddy
chrome heart hoodie, it was like two thousand, every cross cost extra money
life get crazy, i swear to god, you can get a n*gga gone at the press of a b*tton
f*ck these hoes, i’m gettin’ money, my n*ggas straight, i ain’t stressin’ nothin’

[chorus]
n*gga, i been rappin’, stackin’, hittin’ hoes
static on my skin and bones
chrome heart on me, head to toe
she like, “if you cheatin’, keep it p and please just let me know”
said she was gon’ leave, but for some reason, she can’t let me go

- babyfxce e lyrics

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