Songtexte Chrome - Icev

Uh yea
Bitch I stay wit a dog and it don't got a leash
And I'm chasing the sack I ain't getting no sleep
Got these opp niggas mad they can't do it like me
I'm shit on they ass I ain't taking defeat
Smoking good gas I ain't even see
I just fucked on her best friend told tht bitch keep it lowkey
Tryna get up on me that's a tragedy
Uh these niggas don't listen
Bitch I'm on a mission
I cut them all of they all blocking my vision
And I'm fixing the plug feel like I'm a technician
And I making plays like a quarterback
Throw my brother the opp he gon flip it and run wit that
Oh wait I feel like lul baby I got on 2 watches I still come in late
I see a opp right there bro pass me the drake
The drake the drake
Shoot at this feet now it look like he skate
With these Cartier lens I'm peeping the hate
I told her stay down I'mma buy her a birkin
Could've bought her a coupe but she said she ain't worth it
In the trap everyday nigga and I'm working
And I hang with some steppers they creeping and lurking
Uh too many shots in this car
I cannot give up I came to far
Got these niggas wishing I feel like star
Imma rockstar play with that chop like guitar
He diss on the gram poof he dead uh
I put that shit on his head
Bitch I'm in the trap eating noodles and hotdog
Tryna slide in tht mayback feeling like rick Ross
Had to cut of the middle man now I'm the big boss
Imma shoot at his man got him dancing like tiktok
If she ain't giving me brain then that bitch gotta kick rocks
Tryna slide in that whip and we fishing that shit out
She said that she ready I'm whipping my dick out
Tryna come in my house throwing fits told her get out
Imma hang out the window I'm blowing my shit out
And I heard that she dirty I ain't eating her shit out