Chrome Hearts Lyrics – Chii Bangaa, J Dotarachi
Singer: Chii Bangaa, J Dotarachi
Title: Chrome Hearts
I’m with the gang, i’m the squad
We slyde up on you put the chrome to ya heart
No you wasn’t there when i was inna dark
You don’t really slyde, you’ll get hit with a dart
Got big dreams, i wanna be a star
Dripped in that foreign to cover my scars
Niqqas police, i can’t f#ck with a narc
I call up brodi, He letting it spark
Had to get up N go run up a bag
Now i’m stacking it up shyt ain’t nothing to me
When i was down, nobody was f#cking with me
But now they be f#cking with me
Niqqas be buggin, so you know i’m stuck with the heat
Back then they was fronting on me
Needa new chop but it gotta come with a beam
You flaze you ain’t coming with me
Bytch i’m Too Hunnit, i’m stuck with my brothers
They start getting money, you see they true colors
I stay with protection, ain’t talking bout rubber
These niqqas be fronting, they be under cover
We ain’t ducking no beef we ain’t vegetarian
Flocking a p#ss# niqqa, that’s a period
Shark in the water, wet em no aquarium
Niqqas be clowns, i don’t take em serious
Niqqas hate lyke it’s they occupation
Had to go N get it, i was too impatient
They can’t stand to see another niqqa make it
We gon slyde up on em with no hesitation
This shyt get messy, choppa kicking lyke Messi
Diamonds pissy i ain’t talking R Kelly
Spanish bytch but she giving the Becky
Get the fetti now these niqqas want envy
Lyke he Bowser put a shell to his back
Chop a viking, know them bullets attack
Flex on niqqas but my pockets they fat
He insta thuggin, so i might double tap
25 shots he getting wrapped
Inna trenches, i can’t ever relax
.40 on me N it’s inna relationship, i gotta Glock with the laser attached
We leave em empty hit em with a hollow
She wanna kick it with us no ronaldo
Stay with a 9 i ain’t talking Rondo
Rich shooters, free that niqqa el chapo
All white for the fit lyke i’m racist
Sick with it but that shyt not contagious
Bullets bake em, leaving his body aching
Get my money, why these niqqas be hating
I get to the bag N i came up from nothing
Catch me a opp N you know ima buss it
Niqqas be talking, these niqqas be fronting
Bytch i’m almighty you know i be buggin
Ain’t chasing no bytches, i’m chasing a bag
Slyde with the stick N i slyde with a mask
Dissing on me but these niqqas be whack
Upping my blick N you know ima blast
I ain’t a crip but i’m chasing blue hunnits
Keeping it real cause you know i’m Too Hunnit
Fein for the breesh N i feel lyke a junkie
Beam onna Glock, ima aim for ya muffin
Shawty gon chew me, ain’t talking bout trident
Said he gon slyde but these niqqas be lying
We finna spin, no i’m not with the typing
Ice on my neck yeah my diamonds they shining
I’m with the gang, i’m the squad
We slyde up on you put the chrome to ya heart
No you wasn’t there when i was inna dark
You don’t really slyde, you’ll get hit with a dart
Got big dreams, i wanna be a star
Dripped in that foreign to cover my scars
Niqqas police, i can’t f#ck with a narc
I call up brodi, He letting it spark
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