Video Dying Bout It de Al Chapo 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Al Chapo - Dying Bout It Lyrics

[Intro]
Chapo

[Chorus]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
This BabyLife shit, I'm dyin' 'bout it
Them young niggas pop out with fifties and smithy's, they ridin' 'bout it
Play with my whoa, then It's up like a rocket
Remember them days we was off them lockets
Now I'm strapped up, tryna catch me a body
Police tryna lock me up for a robbery
Get on a high speed chase, keep goin'
I'm sorry about these drugs in my body
My momma keep sayin' that they goddamn stoppin' me
It is what it is, my life keep goin'
I'm poppin' these percs, like 8 in the morning
I catch me a opp and I leave his ass snorin'
It's a brand new Glock, and I'm already scorin'

[Verse]
She fiending, she itchin', she like "Keep goin'"
I'ma fuck that bitch all the way to the morning
She think she a 10, but she really be borin'
I'on really know what I'm out here doin'
He play with his life, he gon' goddamn lose it
He think he a loose screw, I'm uppin' this toolie
Remember that drive-by up in that doolie
Got switches and AR's from Call Of Duty
She did me so foul, wanna shoot a movie
Can you pop that perc?, keep groovin'
She say "It's workin', let's get to it"
Now she twerkin' to my music
Fuck my brother, It ain't gon' hurt
Now she talkin' 'bout a birkin
That's how you know that perky workin'
That bitch ain't gettin' no goddamn birkin
[Chorus]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
This BabyLife shit, I'm dyin' 'bout it
Them young niggas pop out with fifties and smithy's, they ridin' 'bout it
Play with my whoa, then It's up like a rocket
Remember them days we was off them lockets
Now I'm strapped up, tryna catch me a body
Police tryna lock me up for a robbery
Get on a high speed chase, keep goin'
I'm sorry about these drugs in my body
My momma keep sayin' that they goddamn stoppin' me
It is what it is, my life keep goin'
I'm poppin' these percs, like 8 in the morning
I catch me a opp and I leave his ass snorin'
It's a brand new Glock, and I'm already scorin'