Lyrical Lemonade, BabyChiefDoit - Riley N Lamilton (Lunchbreak Freestyle) [Official Audio]
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(Fox, you comin' brazy brother, big drills)
They saying I look like Riley, that mean Fox fat-ass Lamilton
If I said somebody shot Rahim, and an opp just died
We the ones who killed him
Ill send a nigga hoe back crippled
Nobody plays with us, it's simple
A couple of niggas got popped like soda
The rest of they ass got popped like pimples
I'm somethin' strong like Hennessy, boy
You's a bitch, you a Shirley Temple
Why would I give you a blick?
That's like you taking a ball and you can't even dribble
I got hoes three times my age tryna take me down and I'm so little
When I take this bag from off of my back
I ain't pullin' out no pencil
If you was wonderin', yes, I made the beat, BabyChief Went West again
I'm tryna turn it up a notch, let me fuck you and your bestest friend
I think sleep is for the weak, been up 'bout seven days in
I'm back in the 'Raq, finna take your ho to the Lyrical Lemonade stand
It's not many that can fuck with me and y'all know I ain't lyin'
She said they not fuckin' and they just friends
You know I ain't buy it
If the ho around and she ain't get fucked
That's cause I'm not tryin' to
At all, bad bitches love me like these niggas love dickridin'
I ain't got no age, I'm timeless, I spit bars, I can say fuck rhymin'
She said she never been with a boss, she got bougie pussy, it cost
This my roster, I'm kickin' her off
I'm Santa treating these hoes like elves
If I need advice from a real nigga, I'll just go talk to myself
Uh, BabyChefDoit, that boy cook shit like Crock-Pots
When you walk in the kitchen you feel the heat
I'm tellin' you, it get hot-hot
You gon' get shot-shot, I'm the type to put a ring on a thot-thot
She doin' the cha-cha, I wanna dance lil' baby, I need that matha
They saying I look like Riley, that mean Fox fat-ass Lamilton
If I said somebody shot Rahim, and an opp just died
We the ones who killed him
Ill send a nigga hoe back crippled
Nobody plays with us, it's simple
A couple of niggas got popped like soda
The rest of they ass got popped like pimples
I done used a hundred different flows
I'm tryna get fellatio with a hundred different hoes
I been goin' show to show, I'm lowkey runnin' out of clothes
I hit the 'Raq, I went Deluxe
I hit they racks and bought some more
Jumpshot got him talkin' slow, he got booked started talkin' more
I don't wanna talk at all, them niggas just not talkin' dough
I'm not a bitch, but if he big, I'm puttin' his ass down below
All you gotta do is say that you Zoo Life, she bound to go
Hollow tips spread just like a virus
Don't stop shootin' 'til you hear sirens
It's way too many hoes in the booth, shut the fuck up, I need silence
Put this X pill on your tooth
At the end of the night, we'll see who higher
If I told you I was the truth
At the end of the day, we'll see who lyin'
They saying I look like Riley, that mean Fox fat-ass Lamilton
If I said somebody shot Rahim, and an opp just died
We the ones who killed him
Ill send a nigga hoe back crippled
Nobody plays with us, it's simple
A couple of niggas got popped like soda
The rest of they ass got popped like pimples