Lyrics The Chrome Home - ChromeDiaz

D-D-D-Diaz
What? Yeah, Yeah, uh

Don't look at me nigga look at yourself
But you could keep watching I know how that felt
You want some rhinestones on ya belt
But those ain't the VV's I put on myself
I be mobbin' with my guys and my board and my speaker
And this bitch blowin' the meter
I keep a stick on me just like the reaper
Blowin' this bitch out the park like Derek Jeter

Fuck what you said, what you do, what you owe
What you claim, you a hoe I put niggas like you in a panic
Way I be passin the rock, I should get my chest tatted
Call me young spazzamatic
Call this shit jump out the panic house
Juggin' the trap house, blowin' these backs out
Sellin' these packs out, Bitch I feel maxed out
I think i'm maxed out
Sit with your latest new bitch and I crash out
Lay up and pass out
I don't be sayin no names
I just hit the stu' up for the radio cash out
I do this shit that is no cap now
God is the truest that I've ever had
I am the truest that I've ever had
Homies the truest they never go bad on me
She dancin' she backin the gyatt on me
Foolin' around while you
Drunk high, sleep woke, broke rich
You can't hang for shit
I put my hands up and rang your chick
I pull my pants up just banged her shit
You put your hands up you bang your clique
You and them niggas ain't even click
Turn on my speaker, I'll leave you sick
Ugh ew, I got you ill, medicine get you a pill
I don't get cold no more like a seal
Pour me a cold glass out the seal
You got some old gas shit'll kill
Can't get your bro back, what a steal
I told em hold that, how you feel
I'm jackin' CDOG4L
Now we talkin' I gotta say sumn'
She be problem I had to go face 'em
I told her to lower your tone tone
Jump out the muhfuckin' chrome home
Jump out the what
Jump out the who
Jump out the muhfuckin' chrome home
I'm in the cut with Jerome rome
Cook with a bad bitch in the chrome home

Don't look at me nigga look at yourself
But you could keep watching I know how dat felt
You want some rhinestones on ya belt
But those ain't the VV's I put on myself
I be mobbin with my guys and my board and my speaker
And this bitch blowin' the meter
I keep a stick on me just like the reaper
Blowin' this bitch out the park like Derek Jeter

Who the fuck flipped the switch up on that 2016 music
Yeah, that drank and that lean music
That geek out your muhfuckin' bean music
I just hop on the PC and I do shit
Lil nigga run with a 10, use it
I'd rather take up my chance than lose it
Should I drop OG's or my new shit
Hope you had fun, you was being a nuisance

Diaz
Yeah
Keep your samples to yourself
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