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PERFORMING ARTISTS
BabyChiefDoit
BabyChiefDoit
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jayden Whittier
Jayden Whittier
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Seth Evans
Seth Evans
Producer
Wahmez
Wahmez
Producer
Daniel Rowland
Daniel Rowland
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Frr, frr, frr
Slatt, mm, mm, slatt (are you even listenin'?)
Mm, mm, mm, you know what the fuck goin' on, big BabyChiefDoit, man, ****
(Yeah, I rob, yeah, I steal) yerr, you know what the fuck goin' on (ye-ye-yeah, I rob, yeah, I steal)
(Yeah, I rob, yeah, I steal) big BabyChiefDoit, man
(Ye-ye-yeah, I rob, yeah, I steal) the one and only, bitch
I'm only fuckin' with dawgs, apes and snakes, all my **** is animals (apes)
She wanna fuck on the clique 'cause her boyfriend a bitch, and she ain't never been with a handler
I don't smoke 'cause I like to chase shit down 'til I run outta shells and stamina
Fuck around, clap me a **** on Sunday, then by Monday, catch me in Canada (baow, baow-baow, baow-baow)
Catch **** comin' up out them apartments, send shit flyin' right over the banister (bitch)
Broke **** just make me mad, they can't come around me, fuck it, we banished 'em (slatt)
When shit sticky, we moppin' shit up, call us, we the motherfuckin' janitors
They ask what I wanna be when I grow up, I keep tellin' 'em, "Tony Montana"
I say the same shit in every song and the shit won't change 'cause it's all I know
One **** slimed me for that pape' and I ain't get mad 'cause he went back broke
I ain't gon' sneaky beef with no ****, if it's animosity, let it be known (bitch)
I don't give a fuck what you heard or what buddy did 'cause to me that lil' boy is a ho
Dead **** and dead bitches, all that's left in the 'Wood
Fuck bein' humble, let a **** disrespect me, I'ma send his ass back to the hood
Broke-ass **** could never afford to be my opps, they wishin' they could
Bitch-ass **** do not have the balls to spin this block, I'm wishin' they would (slatt)
We comin' through, makin' shit hit the ground, .45 break his ass down like a nug (baow, baow-baow-baow-baow)
Don't really care that your ass got a boyfriend, baby, that lil' **** a scrub (broke-ass ****)
I'm as simple as can be, I like pancakes, I like drugs
But I do not like you ****, fuck them handshakes and 'em hugs (slatt)
The bitch ain't mine, I hit one time, and then I'm kickin' her out (you gotta leave)
You better ask 'bout us, we made **** duck and dive outside they house (baow-grraow)
I'm tryna cake up, she keep singin' my songs, it's pissin' me off
She tryna chase it, she won't make it, this bitch want my money and clout (cha-ching)
'24, I'm gettin' that brr (brr), '23, I was gettin' that baow
Lil' Chief get high, see dead ****, you could find me somewhere in the clouds
Hos keep gettin' lost in the sauce, don't jump this in shit if you don't wanna drown
The opps out deep, we finna come sweepin' shit up, we clearin' the crowd (brr, brr, brr)
Brr (slatt), yeah, we clearin' the crowd (slatt)
The opps out deep, we finna come sweepin' shit up, we clearin' the crowd (slatt)
Bitch, we clearin' the crowd (26-12)
I'm the cleanup man, you come down that block, you gettin' that baow (brr, bitch, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr)
Brr, brr, slatt
26-12, brr
(Are you even listenin'?)
Written by: James Gbahn, Jayden Whittier-Jones, Seth Evans
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