Chain Music

DMV, I roll up and kick my feet up

This shit was for a ticket, man, I call that shit that free lunch

I tell a hoe to speed up

She slow and she can keep up

We know we always out

But somehow they would never see us

Peep her gold chain, hoes changed, I didn't

They say that karats help your vision

But somehow it made them listen

No this ain't silver, this is my dilemma

Arrogant when I finish

I came from humble beginnings

So it's nothing to finish

I put my hundred percent in

I put my pot in the paper

And modify your opinion

Try to give them light and a message

But you rather have some fucking VVS's

She said I'm charming and I meant it

But she was talking about my pendant

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

Now she attentive, I bet she listen to everything

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

Now them silly bitch is calling me like everyday

I say the broads gon' follow

Chain so big, can't pop my collar

Silly **** gon' follow

Chain so big, can't pop my collar

I say broads gon' follow

Chain so big, can't pop my collar

Silly **** gon' follow

Chain so big, can't pop my collar

Gettin' geechi on 'em, straight geechi on 'em

You talking greasy, best believe they gon' see it, don't it

Geechi on 'em, straight geechi on 'em

Let's keep it G, nobody see you when you being humble

Look, she so stingy with vagina

But why it open when them **** get to shining?

I was hoping you would notice where my mind at

Put money in the book, I bet these bitches wouldn't find it

Look, okay this chain music, fuck how them lame's do it

You changed to it, your brain's been way too influenced

I been dope, cold **** for sure, ****

But where I'm from there ain't no love for no broke ****

She need that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Pray to whoever got on the biggest of crucifix

Lord, Lord forgive us, personalities clash

And my license is suspended, so I hide it

I don't spend it, did I get y'all attention?

She can't escape the chain, shoutout to Mrs. Tubman

Shoutout to Maybach Music, my logic is getting money

Spitting something real, let the people know and still love it

Shady flow, Johnny Cage, chain flow, Johnny Dang

Been balling, six bottles, talk with such expensive slang

I got geechi on her, now they notice a ****

So who that chain change? It ain't both of us, ****

I got geechi on her, came back a hundred chains

And now these geechi motherfuckers all know my name

Geechi on her, came back a million chains

I said geechi motherfuckers all know my name

Broads gon' follow

Chain so big, can't pop my collar

Where these **** gon' follow

Chain so big, can't pop my collar

Gettin' geechi on her, straight geechi on her

You talking greasy, best believe they gon' see it, darling

Geechi on her, straight geechi on her

Let's keep it G, don't nobody see you when you being humble

Broads gon' follow

Silly **** gon' follow

Bitch

Broads gon' follow