Lyrics

Aye Reached for my chain all hell broke loose don't know what these niggas thought They gone shoot for me they know I'm the boss Just bought a jacket didn't see what it cost I Had to take the Cuban off Cause my neck got hit with frost bite You a lame get lost hike These bullets got, uh okay Niggas better get right Cause We ain't playing fair this year Wish these niggas dare to stare Drop down better say a prayer Catch me watch I be prepared Lil' bro dump it everywhere He might dump it at your hair He gone pull up anywhere Ridin' with the gang 4 deep 6 sticks ain't worried 'bout a god damn thang We ate them noodles and played on the game I'm tryna' eat some cocktail on a plane No flipping coins, give me tail and the brain Shot up his daddy crib I get insane Some Body walked out and got wet with no rain All of that for touching my chain Man god damn how you rap like this Why you snap like this Where you trap like this Same nigga said he wanna smash my bitch Same nigga died when they clapped his whip I'm gone shine and they hate that shit I'm getting fried while I count these chips That nigga lied cause we heard you snitched Run up on me and it's a hearse you'll get They didn't know I was a G like this They didn't know I made beats like this They didn't know I tuck the big FN Bet these niggas can't see my shit 50K a day you won't believe this shit 700 horses can't leave this bitch 1200 dollars just to freeze my wrist 1200 models jet skiing and shit Hop up in that urus and I take off just like Migos She eat me like Fritos, man she suck it like mosquito She drank a Mojito, then she turned into a freak hoe I throw bands like a casino He went missing Finding Nemo Moon walk in the hood like Michael I just bought a brand new choppa But this bitch gone punch like Tyson, If you run up doing that fighting Hit 'em with a one two clean in his face He could've lived but he chose his fate Took out 10 and they closed his case Heard he missing out by the lake Dropped like 25 thousand on a chain They think I'm insane We don't paralyze none these niggas better hit his brain You would take yo' pistol everywhere coming from where I came Bitch I feel like Kobe, I left high school and I changed the game Weighing bricks and bells making sales hope this hoe don't tell Where the wishing well, I toss my coin and throw my bloody 12 2 weeks passed I hit the spot and see 4 pounds up in the mail Dogs can't smell the vacuum seal, nigga I ain't going to jail Back in school they thought I was a nerd now they buying birds If you tell up in that room we gone leave you on a curb Reaching for my chain is yo one way trip straight to a hearse Try to take my lady purse Get it the worst Uh
Writer(s): Cameron Morris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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