The Viper lyrics

[Verse 1]
I don't need no gun, if sh*t go down, I'm ready to smack me a n*gga
#Youthful, I was like fifteen, five feet tall, tryna clap me a n*gga
Y'all on his di*k, that n*gga a b*tch, he only hang with the killers
n*ggas can have the 'net 'cause in real life, motherf*ckers been spankin' them n*ggas (You know the f*ck goin' on)
Lord knows I don't like them n*ggas, we killin' you too if you hang with them n*ggas (What? What? What?)
You f*ck with the opps, then you one of the opps, I don't care if you playin' a game with them n*ggas
Shout-out to the 5, I got love for the villains, don't care what he got, he a b*tch with a pistol (b*tch)
You would think I'm a racist, first n*gga get caught and I'm hangin' that n*gga
First of all, I ain't never duck sh*t, I'm out of the way 'cause I'm tryna get rich
On B, you n*ggas be makin' mе sick, why the f*ck is you willin' to die 'bout a b*tch? (What the f*ck?)
I can havе whoever I want, just hope your lady ain't on my list
This beat make me wanna smack a ho, where my money at, b*tch?

[Chorus]
I don't feel like Big Meech (Nuh-uh), I don't feel like Larry Hoover (Not at all)
b*tch, I'm BabyChief and I'll do ya (Baow)
Soon as I get back to the crib (Baow), I'm finna pop this school bus (Uh-uh)
Dumb n*gga thought I was lackin', came through blastin', I had my tool tucked (Baow, baow, baow, baow)

[Verse 2]
f*ck your boyfriend, that n*gga a loser, you b*tch-ass n*ggas just tough on computers (b*tch)
I don't hang with no damn civilians, all my n*ggas is dealers and shooters (On the guys)
I'm the king of this sh*t, I'm the ruler (Baow)
Catch a n*gga tryna eat out at Hooters (On the gang)
f*ck a Glock, I'll swing my Ruger
f*ck a straight, I'll would bounce out an Uber (Free the gang, free the gang, b*tch)
I ain't no average kid (Uh-uh), I'm really on different sh*t (For sure)
First of all, this ain't no diss, but last time I checked, four n*ggas got hit
If I want that sh*t, I'ma have that sh*t (Ah), that watch, I'm snatchin' it off of his wrist (b*tch)
I'm not a rapper, you dumb-ass kid, I got rich off of talkin' my sh*t (Ah)
I been rich off of takin' them risks (Ah), this pink 10 makin' me itch (b*tch)
Goddamn, if I had one wish, all of they asses would be dead in a ditch (n*ggas be gone)
Why the f*ck is you friends with a snitch? (What the f*ck?)
Stand over him, watchin' him twitch (Ah)
All sharks and piranhas, why the f*ck would you jump in this water? You know you a fish (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
[Chorus]
I don't feel like Big Meech (Nuh-uh), I don't feel like Larry Hoover (Not at all)
b*tch, I'm BabyChief (Slatt), and I'll do ya (Gang, gang)
Soon as I get back to the crib, I'm finna pop this school bus
Dumb n*gga thought I was lackin', came through blastin', I had my tool tucked (Brraow)

[Outro]
Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow
n*ggas know what the f*ck goin' on
All that 26 12 sh*t, b*tch
Free the field, we the field, n*gga
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Ayy, die L's, f*ck the opps, n*gga
f*ck the opps, f*ck the opps, haha
Ayy, I could do this sh*t all day, baow, uh