BabyChiefDoit - Inside Out Lyrics

Rambo, chapter twenty-six, verse twelve
Fox is me and I am Fox
We are Drillz, we are Animals Only, we are one
If thy man want to live, then thy man shall not go against the grain
Thy man shall not go f*ckith with the opps
Frrt, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow (Lil' Fox, why you so godly, cuz?)
Frrt, frrt, frrt, bitch (Y'all thought it was over? It ain't over 'til he say it's over)
Bitch, ah, ah (Y'all know what the f*ck goin' on)
(Big BabyChiefDoit, man, 26-12 shit, bitch)
Bitch, move, bitch
(Big Drillz, Animals Only, uh, slatt, slatt, slatt)

Please don't chase it, you won't make it to ever see your potential (not at all)
None of that clout shit matter because at the end of the day
Big bank take little (baow, baow, baow, baow)
My hate for you niggas is different, think he a hero, now he in the pickle (nuh-uh)
I can't condone to a nigga who play both sides (brr, brr, brr, brr)
Shoot the f*ck out of who in the middle (slatt)

I learned from my mistakes 'cause since that day
I been slaughterin' niggas (slaughterin' niggas)
My head been f*cked up, I lied to you not, really pissin' in bottles, lil' nigga (no bap)
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, I wasn't gon' bother them niggas
But why in the f*ck would you bite my hand
Knowin' damn well I used to father you niggas? (Nuh-uh, like what the f*ck?)
Slatt, just like that, it's f*ck them kids, it ain't no playin' around (baow)
Disrespect ain't tolerated, no play-play, we smack shit to the ground (brr, brr)
F*ck it, throwin' the switch at the crowd (baow)
Soon as you hear that brrt, "Ah, bitch, I'm hit," you better get down (ah, ah, ah)
Nigga, we leave shit inside out (bitch)

I'm only famous because I had to be, don't give a f*ck 'bout clout (baow, baow)
Let's just face it, I been destined for greatness, f*ck you and your doubts (f*ck you)
Y'all could suck my monkey, f*ck your feelings as long as my mama and them proud (uh, uh, uh)
My lil' cousin a junky, if that lil' boy not in the field
Then he up in the clouds (brr, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)

I learned from my mistakes 'cause since that day
I been slaughterin' niggas (slaughterin' niggas)
My head been f*cked up, I lied to you not
Really pissin' in bottles, lil' nigga (pissin' in bottles, nigga)
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed
I wasn't gon' bother them niggas (I wasn't gon' bother them niggas)
But why in the f*ck would you bite my hand
Knowin' damn well I used to father you niggas? (No bap)
Slatt, just like that, it's f*ck them kids, it ain't no playin' around (baow)
Disrespect ain't tolerated, no play-play, we smack shit to the ground (shit to the ground)
F*ck it, throwin' the switch at the crowd (no)
Soon as you hear that brrt, "Ah, bitch, I'm hit," you better get down (ah, ah, ah)
Nigga, we leave shit inside out (ah, okay)

Uh, why is you tender about one fish in the sea, all of 'em goin'
Spin on who, nigga, spin on what? Not this block, bitch
I'ma come through blowin' (brraow, grraow)
Would've thought that nigga was dead, his ass rolled back off the perc', he floatin'
Had to tell his mama I'm sorry 'cause I'm finna stop her son from growin' (yeah, yeah, okay)
Slatt, gas, no brakes, see sirens, shut up, bitch, don't talk, silence (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
The streets f*cked up, shorty 'nem ain't jumpin' in this shit right
The youth need guidance (they need guidance)
Brr, please stop sayin' my name, you niggas be ridin' the dick, no license
Baow, bitch, would've been up so many of hats, but niggas keep hidin' (ah)
Man, I can't blame 'em, shorty in too deep, nobody could save him (baow, baow, baow, baow)
Niggas know I'm quick to say f*ck rap, catch an opp, I'ma chase him (I'll chase him)
I catch an opp, I'm gon' face him, bitch (I'ma face him)
Don't fall, bitch, where you goin'? Brr, baow (come here, come here, come here, ah, ah)

I learned from my mistakes 'cause since that day
I been slaughterin' niggas (not at all)
My head been f*cked up, I lied to you not
Really pissin' in bottles, lil' nigga (baow, baow, baow, baow)
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, I wasn't gon' bother them niggas (nuh-uh)
But why in the f*ck would you bite my hand
Knowin' damn well I used to father you niggas? (Brr, brr, brr, brr)
Slatt, just like that, it's f*ck them kids, it ain't no playin' around
Disrespect ain't tolerated, no play-play, we smack shit to the ground (no bap)
F*ck it, throwin' the switch at the crowd
Soon as you hear that brrt, "Ah, bitch, I'm hit," you better get down
Nigga, we leave shit inside out (ah, like what the f*ck?)