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letra de who gon drive - babychiefdoit

[intro]
gang, gang, slatt

[chorus]
i want an opp b-tch to come set me up, i leave the backdoor wide (baow, baow)
send any ho my way, she comin’ back with no face, tell her ass come try it
if i’m hoppin’ out and lil’ cuz hoppin’ out and it’s only two of us, who the f-ck gon’ drive?
i been told y’all, i don’t f-ck with you n-ggas, i never will, y’all not my kind
i’m tellin’ you, every dog got they day, this sh-t take time
i am not no rapper, i just talk my sh-t and make it rhyme
do i want the chopper? do i want the glock? i can’t decide
sh-t so f-cked up, i can’t even cry ’cause all my tears done dried

[verse]
she so f-cked, she tryna suck me up with t–th, her head ain’t right (uh-uh)
the streets so f-cked up, n-ggas is k!llin’ they friends, these lil’ n-ggas’ heads ain’t right
remember them days we was makin’ n-ggas duck our fist when we was still ridin’ ’round on bikes?
f-ck the past, tryna see if he can duck my switch, four deep ridin’ ’round in strikes (grraow, grraow)
i ain’t gon’ lie, this rappin’ sh-t startin’ to get old, i’m runnin’ out of sh-t to say
don’t ask me how i’m doin’, you don’t give no f-ck, long as i got drugs, i’m great (baow, baow)
bail out on him, he run, i chase, i’m right there with him, better pick up the pace
hit his back, his spine collapsed, make a b-tch n-gga fall flat on his face (baow, baow, baow)
your main slime gon’ die tryna climb, be d-mned if i let a n-gga jump my gate
can’t n0body say i don’t love my n-ggas ’cause i made sure all my n-ggas ate
but let me catch a n-gga stealin’ off my plate, ain’t no second chances, leave sh-t stank
boy, we been spinnin’ from sun up to sun down, how the f-ck they keep survivin’ the day?
i hate when a broke n-gga try to be funny, a broke n-gga shouldn’t get to lie ’bout sh-t
ratchet hoes ain’t makin’ the cut, i need me an emo to match my wrist
gotta pop out with a b-tch named diamond, when i get up, she can match my wrist
lookin’ for the right ho, but i couldn’t find her, ain’t none of you hoes worth sh-t (gang, gang)
slatt, i said i was done, but, b-tch, i’m back
dead n-ggas up in that pack, blood bath, d-mn near had an asthma attack
if i don’t get signed by the end of the year, i’ma say f-ck rap and sell ‘bows out the trap
come around me tryna flash that strap knowin’ you don’t use it, f-ck you, give me that
lil’ bronem love to kick sh-t off, can’t take ’em no where, they don’t know how to act
groupie hoes come home with us, thinkin’ they with the gang sh-t, yellin’ out, “slatt”
i’m finna raise my feature price, you n-ggas is weak, y’all ass can’t rap (can’t rap)
if a n-gga want a feat, i’ma tax ’cause ain’t sh-t free ’til they free my rappy, n-gga
[chorus]
i want an opp b-tch to come set me up, i leave the backdoor wide
send any ho my way, she comin’ back with no face, tell her ass come try it
if i’m hoppin’ out and lil’ cuz hoppin’ out and it’s only two of us, who the f-ck gon’ drive? (grraow, grraow, grraow)
i been told y’all, i don’t f-ck with you n-ggas, i never will, y’all not my kind
i’m tellin’ you, every dog got they day, this sh-t take time (take time)
i am not no rapper, i just make sh-t rhyme
do i want the chopper? do i want the glock? i can’t decide
sh-t so f-cked up, i can’t even cry, all my tears done dried, n-gga

- babychiefdoit

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