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Baby Hot, NLE Choppa – ScatPacc [Lyrics]

Baby Hot, NLE Choppa - ScatPacc Full Lyrics


Baby Hot, NLE Choppa - ScatPacc Full Lyrics
Baby Hot, NLE Choppa – ScatPacc [Lyrics]

Baby Hot, NLE Choppa – ScatPacc Full Lyrics below:

[Intro: Baby Hot]
People who live in the South Memphis neighborhood didn’t want to go on camera to say last night they heard several gunshots
And then one of the shooting victims on this front porch yellin’ for someone to call 911
Now those who know the victims are looking for answers
(Ayo Lewi, turn that shit up)
[?]
(No way Hozay)
Big Hot

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[Chorus: Baby Hot]
I hit the block in a motherfuckin’ Scat Pack (Skrrt)
392 and you know the bitch matte black
Hunnid some shots, bitch, you know that I ain’t lackin’ (Uh-uh)
Might pull the Drac’ out my motherfuckin’ backpack
Flew out to Cali’, we missin’ the action
They sent a few shots and he couldn’t even clap back
Nigga just need to cool down, but they cappin’
Before Lil Nine gеt put on the snapback
Switch on the Glock, had to add me a fifty (A fifty)
Grip on thе AR, it came with some titties
You say you want smoke, nigga, come get it with me
I drop, spin the block, now they hatin’ my city
Internet niggas got me in they mentions
I fuck all these hoes, put a bitch in her feelin’
I ain’t got the ruler, let the chopper get in him
Stay back with the Glock, he got hit from a distance

[Verse 1: Baby Hot]
Runnin’ these spot with the MAC-10
And you know I ain’t doing no lackin’ (Uh-uh)
Drac’ to his face , leave ’em flat like a pack
Twin choppers on me when I’m ready for static
I’m off the drug, I ain’t doin’ no Adam
My uncle, big crip, so you know I’m with crackin’
I dumped the Glock so no one know what happen
Got forty-one shots let me xan like Maverick
Lost of a few niggas but money adding
Done nut in the cake, get nasty
Tasting the money, I ain’t doin’ no braggin’
You know if I got, then my whole team have it
Drac’ in my pants that’s the reason I’m saggin’
Got the Glock on tuck, on my passy
Glock for a chopper, I gotta go stack
This Glock for protection, this shit ain’t for fashion (Uh-uh)
Hit the lil’ bitch then I’m gone (I’m gone)
Clutch on Drac’ then they whippin out me up in my zone
I be out serving the cone
Niggas be hatin’ ’cause they bitch be lovin’ my song
Runnin’ the trap, finna go take the plug off the map ’cause my shipment was takin’ too long
Ain’t with the cappin’, I ain’t beefin’ over no area
Up the K bitch, you know what I’m on (Bitch, you know what I’m on)

[Chorus: Baby Hot & NLE Choppa]
I hit the block in a motherfuckin’ Scat Pack (Skrrt)
392 and you know the bitch matte black
Hunnid some shots, bitch, you know that I ain’t lackin’ (Uh-uh)
Might pull the Drac’ out my motherfuckin’ backpack
Flew out to Cali’, we missin’ the action
They sent a few shots and he couldn’t even clap back
Nigga just need to cool down, but they cappin’
Before Lil Nine get put on the snapback
Switch on the Glock, had to add me a fifty (A fifty)
Grip on the AR, it came with some titties
You say you want smoke, nigga, come get it with me
I drop, spin the block, now they hatin’ my city
Internet niggas got me in they mentions
I fuck all these hoes, put a bitch in her feelin’
I ain’t got the ruler, let the chopper get in him
Stay back with the Glock, he got hit from a distance (Ayy, ayy)

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[Verse 2: NLE Choppa]
I just pulled up in a motherfuckin’ Scat Pack
I just pulled off in a motherfuckin’ Hellcat
Put a red beam right on top of his snapback
Knock his whole cap back, make him see pitch black
Drac’ in my pants, so I walk with a hunchback
Stuck in the field like a nigga a fullback
You got a gun but I bet you won’t pull that
Take it off his hip and make him come buy it back
Last nigga played I bet he can’t walk much
Last nigga snitched I bet he can’t say nothin’
Yeah, he ran, thought be Nine, can he take some?
Knock the limb off, Nine, can he Drac’ some?
I was on [?], I can tell you my alibi
Look in my eyes, boy I’m not like them other guys
Cross me one time and you won’t get another try
Did the drill by myself ain’t no fall-guy
Nigga, nope, 392 hit the guy, better get low
Duckin’ they shells and they duckin’ they taco
Make ’em get low like in limbo
This chopper slice ’em up like Kimbo
Put two in his gut, then I get ghost
Fill him up like we a sicko
I fucked him over like a nympho
Give a fuck about his kinfolk, go tell ’em to die slow

[Chorus: Baby Hot]
I hit the block in a motherfuckin’ Scat Pack (Skrrt)
392 and you know the bitch matte black
Hunnid some shots, bitch, you know that I ain’t lackin’ (Uh-uh)
Might pull the Drac’ out my motherfuckin’ backpack
Flew out to Cali’, we missin’ the action
They sent a few shots and he couldn’t even clap back
Nigga just need to cool down, but they cappin’
Before Lil Nine get put on the snapback
Switch on the Glock, had to add me a fifty (A fifty)
Grip on the AR, it came with some titties
You say you want smoke, nigga, come get it with me
I drop, spin the block, now they hatin’ my city
Internet niggas got me in they mentions
I fuck all these hoes, put a bitch in her feelin’
I ain’t got the ruler, let the chopper get in him
Stay back with the Glock, he got hit from a distance

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