LYRICS: Baby Rich Feat. Blueface – No Chances (remix)

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LYRICS: Baby Rich Feat. Blueface - No Chances (remix)
LYRICS: Baby Rich Feat. Blueface – No Chances (remix)

Baby Rich No Chances (remix) Lyrics

Chorus: Baby Rich

You got some nerve for sayin’ that I’m for the streets when you know that them deals ain’t cheap

I sit back and observe how she go outside every week and stop answerin’ her phone after 12

Baby, love is a purge, them hollow tips fly at your cheek, please don’t give me a reason to urge

We get that pay like the 1st and the 3rd, my family was broke but I’m breaking the curse

Post-Chorus: Baby Rich

You the reason I don’t take no chances, love shit dead, I don’t fuck with romantics

Only give a fuck when it come to advances, girl you show my love, shoulda know you take advantage

You the reason I ain’t take them chances, hold a nigga down but it feel like baggage

Lotta fake crime, girl I’m done with your antics, all that love shit dead, I don’t fuck with romantics

Verse 1: Blueface

Blueface, baby

She keep calling and calling and calling

Just leave me a message, I’m balling

I can’t trust no bitch, they all out like a carpet

I’m wiping her tears with the bills and the blues

Went when said that shit for your boo (Mm-mm)

We could never be cool (Mm-mm)

How would you like if I do you like you? (Mm-mm)

Say that shit for the birds (Mm-mm)

Kick rocks and eat dirt (Mm-mm)

We could sell on the cruise, niggas swim this way get hit with the pool

Stick with me if I sit by the pool

It’s a nice car, my bitch creaming and coupe

Whips back to back, we bust out the coupe

I’m missing the roof and she messing her too

Pretty lil’ bitch, boy, you know that she cute

You got your nerve on your bitches a bird

If she was with me, she get kicked to the curb

All I got for her is what she deserved

Chorus: Baby Rich

You got some nerve for sayin’ that I’m for the streets when you know that them deals ain’t cheap

I sit back and observe how she go outside every week and stop answerin’ her phone after 12

Baby, love is a purge, them hollow tips fly at your cheek, please don’t give me a reason to urge

We get that pay like the 1st and the 3rd, my family was broke but I’m breaking the curse

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Baby Rich

GOD DID

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Post-Chorus: Baby Rich

You the reason I don’t take no chances, love shit dead, I don’t fuck with romantics

Only give a fuck when it come to advances, girl you show my love, shoulda know you take advantage

You the reason I ain’t take them chances, hold a nigga down but it feel like baggage

Lotta fake crime, girl I’m done with your antics, all that love shit dead, I don’t fuck with romantics

Verse 2: Baby Rich

I don’t trust these bitches, they be acting suspicious, shawty claim that she miss me (Claim that she miss me)

When she ain’t with me she be suckin’ on another nigga dick, then try to come kiss me (Uhh)

She want me to pull up to the crib, never dolo, bitch, it’s just me and my blicky (Uh-ha)

I done seen too many signs, I done tried to be faithful, but it just don’t fit me (No way)

What’s a good girl if she can’t be consistent?

What’s a down bitch if she can’t come and look me?

No knife in my back, they just do me like Ricky

Solid like sugar so love can be tricky

Might tell a lie, but she told me many, might look like a dime, but she ain’t worth a penny

No I’m not perfect, but these hoes be different

When it’s time to show loyalty, these hoes gon’ miss me

Chorus: Baby Rich

You got some nerve for sayin’ that I’m for the streets when you know that them deals ain’t cheap

I sit back and observe how she go outside every week and stop answerin’ her phone after 12

Baby, love is a purge, them hollow tips fly at your cheek, please don’t give me a reason to urge

We get that pay like the 1st and the 3rd, my family was broke but I’m breaking the curse

Post-Chorus: Baby Rich

You the reason I don’t take no chances, love shit dead, I don’t fuck with romantics

Only give a fuck when it come to advances, girl you show my love, shoulda know you take advantage

You the reason I ain’t take them chances, hold a nigga down but it feel like baggage

Lotta fake crime, girl I’m done with your antics, all that love shit dead, I don’t fuck with romantics

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