Sada Baby - Big Hot Cheeto lyrics

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Sada Baby - Big Hot Cheeto lyrics

[Hook] Tryna turn my opps hood to a cemetery I got rounds on me now, no preliminary Big dog, big as fu*k when you see me Big Skuba beat you up when you see me Big hot cheeto, big Glock keeper Slid next day, b*tch, I been got even Get Back Gang on the East with my demons Seven Mile ni**a in the hood with my heathens You reach I teach stain they clothes no bleach You reach I teach stain his clothes no bleach You reach I teach stain they clothes no bleach You hmmm I hmm stain they clothes no hmmm [Verse] Hmm, we'll clear the smoke out the air chopper owe him I know I got killers up in here because I roll with 'em I'mma pull your BM by her hair because she gold-digging And my bag big, boy, I'm bout to fu*k them hoes with her fu*k the summer up, cold winter, ain't got no feelings That raw looking like my main b*tch cause I keep going with her FN looking like my main squeeze, it keep going with me FN looking like my better half 'cause I keep it Make me put them shooters on your ass, give me a reason Every time the opps cross our path they be bleeding Every time the opps near our hood they get left We the ni**as who be making them ni**as take they last breath Because of us some ni**as can't see they babies first steps Because of us them ni**as develop posttraumatic stress We'll kill a ni**a quick, he slippin' postin that address Get to droppin', he gon' drop, the only option - we the best Send him to the city morgue, send him to the bity morgue We the type of ni**as out of town with 'bout 50 40's I got white boy fiends big as hell, Mickey Rourke These ni**as done, extra finished, hit 'em with the fork You ni**as was done in high school, hit 'em with the sport I just put my balls on that b*tch, she think it's a sport I just poked that ni**a in his chest, I think he a dork I should thump that ni**a in his forehead because he's short As-salamu alaykum with the Draco I don't eat no pork Permanent vacation he in heaven that ain't no resort Your BM a s*ut, she a b*tch, that lil' ho a who*e I give lil baby Perky dick til she don't want no more I send some bullets through your brain til' you don't know no more You know ain't none of this sh*t gon' change, I'mma up the score Drop a new chain with baguettes 'cause I can 'ford it b*tch I used to fu*k with said my name and I ignored her I don't know nobody I'm just tryna hold somebody If you don't know nun' bout me then you best not go around me If you don't know my gang then you best not bump through here We don't hesitate to up them blicks and send 'em through there Yo b*tch called me honey while I fu*ked her, Skuba Pooh Bear I'm the reason why you gotta buy that b*tch some new hair Special kind of ni**a, FK, too rare I shoot that b*tch eyes closed, kill whoever [Hook] Tryna turn my opps hood to a cemetery I got rounds on me now, no preliminary Big dog, big as fu*k when you see me Big Skuba beat you up when you see me Big hot cheeto, big Glock keeper Slid next day, b*tch, I been got even Get Back Gang on the East with my demons Seven Mile ni**a in the hood with my heathens