Am I Understood?

Lyrics
[Intro] Grr, uh By the grace of God, this gone be the best intro I ever made, on bro Two-six, twelve shit, slatt, gang I say [Chorus] B-A-B-Y-C-H-I-E-F-D-O-I-T, bitch Z to the O, to the O, to the L, to the I, to the F, to the E, bitch T-I-L to the C, bitch, I wrote A to the K, bitch You don't know my name, bitch, you don't understand my slang, bitch [Verse 1] It don't get no better than me, am I understood? Nigga, it ain't no restin' in peace, you restin' in pieces, pee, or a wood Nigga gone die just for thinkin' he could, I'm clutchin', hopin' and wishin' he would "Join on my side?" Fuck your side, EBK, I don't wanna be good in your hood They say I'm on a whole 'nothеr level, fuck that, I'm on a whole 'nothеr Earth He got shot in his shit and cried, he coulda got a ice pack from the nurse He got his best friend face on a hoodie, I'm finna fit both of they ass on a shirt She wanna fuck anytime, anywhere, we outside, she liftin' her skirt Everyday, it's a new damn rapper, I ain't tryna hear it 'cause that shit dirt Yeah, you fucked that hoe on a rack but now you can't pee cause that shit hurt Bitch, I'm single, you can't call me a ho because I like to flirt This is a ho show, bring your ho clothes, come outside dressed for work You ain't gotta go home but you gotta leave, I don't care if you ridin' a taxi They send a shot, that shit not at me I got some shit make a party a track meet I'll call all of you niggas my sons, call me "papi", "pappy", or "daddy" I got it on me, you don't gotta ask me, I can't rap without Primes and Addys, bitch [Chorus] B-A-B-Y-C-H-I-E-F-D-O-I-T, bitch Z to the O, to the O, to the L, to the I, to the F, to the E, bitch T-I-L to the C, bitch, I wrote A to the K, bitch You don't know my name, bitch, you don't understand my slang, bitch [Bridge] How you don't know D-Thang, bitch? You don't know who I hang with Fuck me cause I'm famous, your man wanna be gay, bitch My pipe got a purple crouton, I don't gotta aim, bitch I'll go insane, bitch, leave your spot in flames, bitch [Verse 2] I gave my niggas a job, I give him a twenty to go out and slide Go do what you do, I don't care how you did it as long as the motherfucker died He reached for this chain, I ain't reaching for God, I couldn't believe that he tried Man, you niggas be fried, you wanna be gang? Gotta be from the trap I ain't playing the middle, I'm slimin' his bitch ass out if he beefin' with mine Fuck is a nine? Come through, ten-milli pistol, breakin' a motherfucker spine It's money over everything, bitch, that's my frame of mind, uh Time ain't on my side, don't wanna talk, I need that down Got dick and money, money and dick, whole lotta cash but none for a bitch He with his kinfolk, come through, blow through the window, that's how dude got hit Bow, that's how two got hit, next thing you know, some more got hit I know a nigga who 'fro got hit, that's they damn fault, they shouldn't have slipped [Outro] Ah-ha, yeah, nigga I'm just speaking the facts This a PSA, leave us the fuck alone 'fore your ass get clapped Up pole, make his ass get back Man down, let a nigga get clap Niggas know what the fuck going on, lil' ChiefDoIt still big slatt
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- BabyChiefDoit
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