BabyChiefDoit - Heat Lyrics

Uh, brrt, brrt, yeah (CashMoneyAP, brrt, brrt)
Uh, uh, bitch, better learn how to- (blow your heat, dumbass)
Uh, bitch, better learn how to blow your heat (blow your heat, dumbass)
Bitch better learn how to blow your heat (brrt, brrt)
Uh, big BabyChiefDoit, man, slatt (on bro, what up?)

I say
If I say we killin' you, nigga, we killin' you, ain't no droppin' the beef (bitch, bitch)
One nigga die, we keep shit pushin', it is what is is, no peace in the street (bitch, bitch)
They say, "Chief, drop a lil' more," I would, but a nigga ain't got no beats (baow, baow, baow)
You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die, better learn how to blow your heat (bitch)
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat (grraow)
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat (bitch, grraow)
You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die, better learn how to blow your heat (bitch)
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat (grraow)
Bitch, 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 (bitch)

Uh, how many times do I gotta prove that I'm not a regular nigga?
Tap that bitch once, hit you twice (grraow)
You ain't never got hit with a binary trigger (baow, baow, baow)
That nigga tall and could punch me through the wall, I bet that Draco bigger
Your ho cannot stop tryna touch my balls, somebody please come get her
Yolo, my life precious, that's why I cannot play games with niggas (ah, ah, ah)
Solo, just me, Doggy, and Lil Mari, I don't hang with niggas
Cut off the lil' nigga fingers, we can't trust him, might put the blame on a nigga
I hate a manly lady, I tried to say, "What's up?" (bitch-ass bitch)
And she banged on a nigga (ah)

I say
If I say we killin' you, nigga, we killin' you, ain't no droppin' the beef (bitch, bitch)
One nigga die, we keep shit pushin', it is what is is, no peace in the street
They say, "Chief, drop a lil' more," I would, but a nigga ain't got no beats
You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die, better learn how to blow your heat
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat
You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die, better learn how to blow your heat
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat (bitch)
You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die
Better learn how to blow your heat (grraow, grraow, okay)

Last time I toted a regular clip, that bitch 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 bitch 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
Bitch, 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 nigga indeed (slatt, baow, baow)
Cuz like hittin' shit up all day (skrrt)
That lil' nigga got him a need for speed (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
You givin' the opps a pass, the f*ck you mean? (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Them lil' boys need to bleed (ah, slatt)