Rottweiler Lyrics – BabyChiefDoit

Read the full Rottweiler lyrics by BabyChiefDoit along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy BabyChiefDoit's music, you can also explore Use To Be Dusty and BBLLCDI, two other songs by BabyChiefDoit.

[Intro]
Yeah, this what I'm gonna do
Alrighty, I'm ready
Ayy, ayy, ayy, big BabyChiefDoit, man (Yeah, yeah, yeah, slatt)
N!ggas know what the fu*k going on, I'm slime, b!tch (Yeah, yeah, yeah, slatt)
(Yeah, yeah, 26 12 s*it, b!tch, b!tch, b!tch, b!tch)

[Verse 1]
I say, I want that nugget, I want that head
I was the littlest one, but the first one to inhale the smoke, you n!ggas were scared
I ain't gon' argue with you 'bout nothing ('Bout nada), I don't give a fu*k 'bout what a n!gga said
'Cause I leave the pipe in the striker, I'm feeling like Mike, I'll beat s*it down a n!gga leg (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
Know I'ma do what the fu*k I want, you n!ggas gon' do what the fu*k y'all can
I do not like you n!ggas right now, for damn sure, we ain't like y'all back then
I'm finna cop me a new 26, in a week, y'all better go check on your kin (Brr, brr, brr)
I do not want new friends, n!gga, I am a one-man band (Fu*k y'all)
I do not fu*k with you, you, or you, matter of fact, fu*k all y'all
Everybody better get the fu*k down when I walk in the room, I'ma make them all fall (Baow-baow-baow, baow-baow-baow, baow-baow-baow)
How the hell you say he took, but you ain't never? You sliming all wrong (You ain't slatt for real)
Shooting his shorty ass looks, she on my team, yes, I ball hog (I need that, come here, baby)
Dog Ass hotboxing the car, why it smell like death? Can't see s*it through the fog
When all you n!ggas were scared to blow y'all heat, I was the one they'd call
When all you n!ggas were scared to jump in the beef, I was the only frog
The way Buckz dogging the 'Cat, we ain't making it back, need to put him on suicide watch (Ribbit, ribbit, ribbit, ribbit)

[Interlude]
All you hating-ass, b!tch-ass n!ggas need to get the fu*k off my d!ck
I'm BabyChiefDoit, Mr. President, Mr. Monkey Man, Junky Man, all that gang s*it
N!ggas know what the fu*k going on
I ain't no regular rapper, I'm a superhero

[Verse 2]
I say, we don't bleed, we make s*it bleed, you n!ggas be b!tches, ain't striking no fear in me
I don't need no crowd when I pop out, I'm secure, I don't need no security (B!tch)
I'm not a rapper, I really make s*it sing, I don't really give a fu*k 'bout rap (I'll kill you)
I get paid to hop on beats and run my mouth, you n!ggas not hearing me
I should've listened to bro, my head fu*ked up, I was better off going to therapy
I used to hang with him, now if I catch him, I'm hanging him, all you n!ggas dead is dead to me (Killing your ass)
Don't get it twisted, I still be tryna suit up, what the fu*k? I am not no celebrity (B!tch)
Never gon' change and don't you forget that s*it, I'm forever gon' roll off ecstasy
You n!ggas been making me mad, y'all live y'all life so sad (So weak)
You think your crowd so solid, whole time, need to cut your grass (Slime)
Lil' bronem get on ass (Uh-uh), don't know what the fu*k is a pass (What the fu*k?)
When cuz 'nem get that call, they grab they guns, they keys, they Pads

[Outro]
B!tch, my shorties are real quick to suit up
Real quick to pop X, real quick to boot up, brrat
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