Fed Baby’s lyrics

by

Quavo


[Intro]
How a n*gga sayin' they gon' ride for me?
Really don't give no f*cks 'bout who gon' ride for me
'Cause I'ma ride for me
Let you have it, it's gon' be a homicide 'bout me

[Chorus]
Surrounded by this fake love
What's that? it's bad blood
How you with me when you f*ck with bruh
What's that? that's bad blood
How you cross me, we come out the mud
What's that? that's bad blood
Snake sh*t for a stamp, that's bad blood in the camp
She ain't got sh*t, you gotta buy her love
What's that? that's bad blood
She gon' f*ck off, holdin' on a grudge
What's that? that's bad blood
Lay up with you plottin' to set you up
What's that? that's bad blood
Gotta stay on your toes, it's bad blood with these hoes

[Verse 1]
I ain't just rappin', I don't do no cappin' and I won't sugarcoat what happened
Came to you like the man I am, I never told Gotti what happened
Texted and called and you ain't respond
Seen too much, I don't play with guns
Tried to nip it in the bud, bad blood is what it was
I'm poppin' meds like crazy ('bout you)
I'm lettin' certain sh*t faze me ('bout you)
I'm readin' sh*t on the blogs (what?)
Like what happened with you and your dog (dang)
Can't believe it came to this here (things changed)
Really thought sh*t was sincere (I did)
Let a big hater get in your ear (big b*tch)
It could've been our year (true story)
Saw Courtney with you at Icebox
I approached him, tryna smack him
You jumped in the way of my action (why you do that?)
I couldn't take your reaction (f*cked me up)
I treated you like a lil brother, I'm big brother
Look at us now, this sh*t crazy (crazy)
Could've been on tour gettin' hella guap
I really thought we was fed babies (sh*t crazy)
[Chorus]
Surrounded by this fake love
What's that? it's bad blood
How you with me when you f*ck with bruh
What's that? that's bad blood
How you cross me, we come out the mud
What's that? that's bad blood
Snake sh*t for a stamp, that's bad blood in the camp
She ain't got sh*t, you gotta buy her love
What's that? that's bad blood
She gon' f*ck off, holdin' on a grudge
What's that? that's bad blood
Lay up with you plottin' to set you up
What's that? that's bad blood
Gotta stay on your toes, it's bad blood with these hoes

[Verse 2]
You told me secrets I won't speak on and I never ever will
Copped that Michael Myers chain because you gave me that idea
sh*t was so real on my end though, I treated you like my kinfolks
Got you monkey, I'm GP, still Lil JoJo and 3Three
(And I'ma leave it at that, maybe one day we could
Laugh and talk that sh*t out but until then I'ma drop the situation)
Watch what you say 'round these hoes, 'cause they cross sh*t up (what happened?)
Have a n*gga at your neck tryna box you up (god damn)
All this hate comin' from every angle (every way), where the love?
No offense to all you b*tches (why you say that?), you hard to trust
I'm too heartless, I don't care about choice, I don't give no f*cks
You don't love me, that sh*t lust
You might throw me under the bus, yeah
[Chorus]
Surrounded by this fake love
What's that? it's bad blood
How you with me when you f*ck with bruh
What's that? that's bad blood
How you cross me, we come out the mud
What's that? that's bad blood
Snake sh*t for a stamp, that's bad blood in the camp
She ain't got sh*t, you gotta buy her love
What's that? that's bad blood
She gon' f*ck off, holdin' on a grudge
What's that? that's bad blood
Lay up with you plottin' to set you up
What's that? that's bad blood
Gotta stay on your toes, it's bad blood with these hoes

[Outro]
How a n*gga sayin' they gon' ride for me?
Really don't give no f*cks 'bout who gon' ride for me
'Cause I'ma ride for me
Let you have it, it's gon' be a homicide 'bout me
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