PAROLES
[Intro]
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Crushed diamonds in my watch, slashin’ at me
All my jewelry on, rolling ’round the city one deep
If she want smoke, then she actin’ blunt
Them niggas smoke, them niggas runtz
I don’t care if you a fan, that boy a rat
Ain’t takin’ no pisses, I won’t even [?]
Twenty-four, shooter round me like Kobe
Twenty more, racks on me Ginóbili
[?], baseball game, my shirt was soaked in blood, would see the nosebleed, yeah
Crushed diamonds ashes in the Rolls Royce truck
Come from poverty, we won’t even clean it up
I seen niggas die to this day still ain’t got headstones (Got headstones)
Talk to my dawg, he locked away, say he miss his bedroom (Say he miss his bedroom)
Sleepin’ with a [?] room (Sleepin’ with a toy)
Hide your phone, hide your change (Shake it up, boy)
Hellcat, new model, Tyra Banks, yeah
Stunna, I might fuck around and ride the ‘Vette
Twenty-four hunnid for a [?]
Call that hoe at 2:30
This car right here go two-thirty
Two blue racks city, two-thirty
Banana, Glocks and 2-30’s (2-30)
My watch it come from Hell, she on demon time
I was tryna win though, I couldn’t even see the blinds
[Interlude / Beat Switch]
[?]
(What’s happenin’, Chi Chi?)
How these niggas switched up on me, I might’ve switched up on [?]
[Verse 2]
Fuck around put the killer on payroll (Put the killer on payroll)
I shot ’em, send ’em the draco (Yeah, yeah)
How them niggas shoot but my name ain’t DeRozan (Ain’t DeRozan)
I don’t know but still be feelin’ like I’m [?]
Clothesline, on my fists on the clothespin
I hope they don’t come take it (Don’t come take it)
I hope a smoker don’t come steal my shit (Steal my shit)
I ain’t fucked [?] but that hoe still my bitch
I know a trapper with a bald head, he got heroin (Heroin)
She know I won’t like to hit it, she done got her [?]
The street don’t love a nigga back, I had to get on (Said I’d get on, yeah)
I know life a bitch but I’m tryna get on (Tryna get on)
Boy caught a charge, they tryna [?], he ’bout to tell on
Thinkin’ back, now where we went wrong
Touch down, had to call play back, it was haulin’
My dawg still ain’t, I could’ve swore I seen him rollin’ (I was here)
Ten times the problems that I had ‘fore this rap shit (On God)
Woah, woah, woah
I know I’ma get this bitch if he can bleed, yeah
Still there they don’t even know she can bleed (Can bleed)
[?] she a blood
For the whole new Nip, say she a Crip
Red, blue, politics
Don’t trip, don’t [?], I’m [?]
Shoot and duck, tryna get a [?] don’t care if I won a Grammy
Lot of these niggas wanna, [?] just like [?]
You stabbed me in my back, [?] to stab me back
It was mutual
I wish you would know
Lock in with the dick, I sent this bitch a [?]
Dracos and foreigns, hood niggas tourin’ (Dracos and foreigns, hood niggas tourin’)
I’m pourin’, I’m tourin’ (I’m pourin’, I’m tourin’)
We pull out magazines
Like it just got borin’ (Like it just got borin’)
Don’t care if he blood, if it’s smoke I’m on his ass
I tried to send my nigga [?], just ran out of gas (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah it’s still cold, I watch them run around with Corona masks (Yeah, yeah)
I got my charger like a tiger fuck a [?] (Yeah, yeah)
They gon’ remember me when I’m gone (Ooh)
I’m the one that made that song
You should have twenty-one years in the city (What’s happenin’, Chi Chi?)
Caught a flight and he got murked out of town (Oh woah)
A nigga like me, hoes start playin’ me (Playin’ me, playin’ me)
I roll with twenty niggas but I don’t want no sympathy (I don’t want no sympathy)
Stay down, we might have to send on me (Might have to send on me)
Tell me lil’ hoe, don’t you want to ride the dick? (Tell me lil’ hoe, don’t you want to ride the dick?)
(What’s happenin’, Chi Chi?)
Tell me lil’ hoe, don’t you want to ride the dick? (Tell me lil’ hoe, don’t you want to ride the dick?)
[?], I got the vent on me ([?], I got the vent on me)
Got the vent on me, got the vent on me
My homie, lil’ hoe, don’t vent on me (Bitch, don’t come and vent on me)
(What’s happenin’, Chi Chi?)
Don’t talk to me, lil’ bitch, don’t vent to me (Bitch, I ain’t tryna hear it)
From the bricks, [?] enemy (Fucked the hoes of enemy)
We got money, know you make her bend the knees
And the bar spinnin’, had certain niggas been on tees (What’s happenin’, Chi Chi?)
[?]
[?]
She wanna leave me but she don’t need a big (What’s happenin’, Chi Chi?)
Woah, woah
[Outro]
Red, blue, politics
Red, blue, politics
Red, blue, politics
Red, blue, politics
(What’s happenin’, Chi Chi?)
