Chetta - Baby Yoda lyrics

Chop the roof off
Let me ride like it's stolen ima hotboy
Ain't no telling what im holding
Drop a sixer of the tris in my soda
And my ar got a beam call it yoda
Spend a c note just to park
Where the hoes at vibing on my rooftop
Smoking on a big pack glock 19
Always poking where the pole at?
Tell me can you hold that?
Baby can you hold that? Ima pull up
Scream bloody murder its hot in the trap
And we still haven't heard of ya
I got these racks and these straps
Like the punisher fuck from the back
Ima break all her furniture counting up mula
I feel like im gudda ysl dripping
Your bitch call me gunna pull the cal ripkin
It rip like no other over here popping
Like i need another did i stutter?
All on her lips like some color hold up
Talking my shit its no wonder
Ima pull up like lightning
Im thunder hold up
Run up on shit its a come up
Come up get what you got
Pussy run up what up
Im in the field with lions and bears
I smoke the pound cause life isnt fair
Popping on something no i never share
This choppa go crazy might shoot at the air
Im fucking on shawty she think that i care
Im fully aware im fully aware
That draco be jumping i jump over heads
Ten racks to my lawyers
Like fuck all the feds one call to my migos
They chopping off heads no im never scared
Im already dead… yeah yeah
Already dead already dead
Already dead yeah yeah
Heat up the block and im walking on coal
Two hundred for socks
And they keep getting old
Twelve hundred for louis prints
All on my soles i got it on lock
Yeah i got this shit sewed
Ain't tryna survive im tryna get throwed
Go show me the way and ill kick it the door
Keep loading it up
Bitch it's up with the poles
Im breaking it down with the work
Shipping bows baby on go
I can't fuck you no more
I just drive by the whip
And i shoot at you hoes breaking the seal
Pour all the fo’s
I couldn't chill with my whole neck on froze
Don't need me no deal i need me a rolls
Don't need me no pills im still taking more
Be all in her ear selling her soul
Don't have no fear im here to blow
Did i stutter? All in her mouth
Like some bubbles hold up
Sleep with a Glock thats a cuddle
Ima pull up on blocks
What the bubble what up
Trying your luck thats a stuggle
Hold up try me
My team going to huddle run up
Im in the streets with killers and feins
Load up the sig full magazine
Smoking on runtz till my cranium bleeds
Keep chopping it up
Till they matching my speed im fully deluxe
Off a xan and a bean you know what i mean
You know what i mean that f & n gone reach
Im knocking out teeth ya bitch wanting me
Im james in the peach smoke yoda og
Tryna fix all my head no im never scared
Im already dead yeah yeah
Already dead already dead
Already dead yeah yeah
How how
How how do you ride
How do you ride… how do you ride
How do you ride… is you gone slide
Is you gone slide… is you gone slide
Is you gone slide… …Im dying inside
Already dead no feelings inside
Just waiting to die its tearing me down
Its tearing me down… its tearing me down
…Im dying inside its tearing me down
All in my vibe… …Its tearing me down
Im tryna ride… …Its tearing me down
Close out my eyes …Its tearing me down
Bury me down …Its tearing me down
Just bury me down just bury me down