Lyrics Chinatown (feat. Weezy, King Stone & Mac 10) - Launte

Helmut Lang I'll still rocc Stussy
Nigga try to cop a plea like Nah Tae bro you misunderstood me
Boy you sound like a pussy
Hold on
Shut the fuck up
Nah you sound like an actress
New bitch that I'm with ain't got to whole lotta ass
But guess what
Imma still put that shit thru the mattress
Send a few to his head and now that boy lookin hatless
Travel so damn much starting to think we need an atlas
All these stamps on the passport
You ain't gone shake it then what you got that ass for
And nah we don't compare ma yo baby daddy cash short
My boy ah damn near drink that shit by the damn quart
He gone have a problem
Shotty hit him in the chest, damn near made an astrobleme
Should've stayed with ya momma
Or maybe back at yo grannies
See a real one when you see me bae it's really uncanny
New bitch look like Yung Miami
Aye!

If you can take my girl thank you for the favor
Don't got time for these hoes, and they trifling ass behavior
And don't tell people yo dreams, this world is full of haters
Hey, hello, hello?
Bitch, I'll call you bacc later
And stop playing on my phone bitch, link in person
Live on Section Eight, but want me to buy you a Birkin
This bitch done lost her whole mind and she still searching
Fans only bitches, I guess twerkin is working
They think I'm judgmental
No something's wrong with your mental
Men and women can't get along
Cause hoes never think they wrong
Come from broken homes
So they don't know happy homes
Think shit supposed to be toxic
Kids grow up watching
Don't know it's better options

Don't know it's better options
We can gone and get it poppin
Had to calm it down cause as a youngin I was steady wildin
Now I'm tryna stacc it all and spend it on a fuccin island
Girl stop talking all dat bullshit and let me get behind ya
Take Forever 21 cause girl you ain't gone get this Prada
Said that you was down for me but you ain't never did nada
Now ain't that a bitch
Cop a pack & flip
Always hit don't miss
Pass a bitch, assist
Destroy the game like I'm a glitch
I'm yo bitches wish
We fuck & we don't kiss

Yeah
Aye
Okay
Yeah
Look
She used to take me for granted but now I got my money up
And she living off taxes
Yeah she a bad bitch, but she def ain't the baddest
She only like the way I dress, yeah she loving my fashion
Yeah
And I'm passing like Magic
I ah break a bitch heart, have her feeling it's tragic
Cause when I didn't have it made all these bitches was laughing
Now I make em drop dead get these bitches a casket
All this water on me nigga you think that I'm fasting
I know these niggas broke as fucc, man I couldn't even fathom
Like yo team eliminated, you ain't never advancing
And these niggas can't shoot they ain't got on no badges
Fuck a one, two, three, I love two two threes
I got a bitch named Mercedes, not the AMG
I make these hoes stop and drop when I brace the scene
I got the game locked down I just play for keeps