Chimmy lyrics

by

KiingRod


[Verse 1: DaBoii]
Walked in bust down b*tch naked teeth
Every time I broke a neck she was neckin' me
Take a picture of my snap ain't no textin' me
Ways to get a big bag I'm the lecture king
I just made a good play got my jeans saggin'
The money tryna bring me down that's a mean caption
You ain't slidin' you ain't gaingin' I'm a mean captain
Once a b*tch still a b*tch you can't be savage
f*ck n*gga cut it out wit' all that damn actin'
Leave 'em slumped over a rock now he damn Patrick
b*tch lower your tone all that damn 'appin'
Talkin' sh*t on that mic this ain't damn rappin'
Yep, n*gga, yep yep
Ninja wit' a Glock you can catch a nunchuck
Click clack big stick let it loose buck buck
Heard them n*ggas want smoke tell them n*ggas run up
I just hit 21 still sober as f*ck
Before I ride wit' a puss I'ma roll me a blunt
Nerd n*ggas talkin' down 'cause they know that we up
b*tch yo' n*gga got you fooled you know he a punk
SOB b*tch RBE too
You owe a lot of n*ggas money that's a recoup
f*ck n*ggas teamin' up watch 'em regroup
And if you ain't ridin' wit' us then you see through
b*tch
[Verse 2: KiingRod]
Claimin' you a dog when you know you a pup
Ten in these denims watch me go and f*ck it up
I don't care about sh*t Cookie smell through the door
We about 20 deep every time it's a show
Throw the stick in the bag they don't search me no show
Took 'em steppin' when I walk red bottoms to the floor
If I don't see a payment then I can't send no text
I don't even wanna hit just throw a n*gga neck
No, b*tch, no no no
I don't f*ck wit' new n*ggas just in case you ain't know
Strictly only real boys in my circle you should know
We them young wild n*ggas wit' them band snatchin' hoes
Stackin' all this bread got my pockets feelin' chunky
n*ggas always talkin' like they really gettin' money
I'ma stack it to the top and I'm never gon' stop
I'ma show you broke n*ggas that we never gon' drop
Get the ball in my hands 'cause I'm ballin' wit' these bands
Might as well call me band I'm a balacidic trend
Just dropped a new piece coulda bought a new whip
Heard you mad about the b*tch
'Cause I broke her for the strips
12 tryna get us still laughin' windows tinted
Plates on a buck' ain't no paint comin' wit' it
Still ridin' in the V wit' my gang in the back
Ain't sh*t changed yet but the figures in my bank
Hundred blues to the plug I'ma double it up
I been hustlin' for some years just runnin' it up
I'ma keep touchin' green 'cause I can't get enough
When you down to yo' last you won't know who to trust
Lost it a couple times had to pick my head up
Got dreams I ain't reach I can never give up
We all bleed the same blood, think I give any f*cks?
And if it's my life or your life who you think gon' luck?
b*tch
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