10 Chains
Man y'all niggas out here
10 chains on, bitch, my neck hurt
Yeah, just know the Stinc Team ain't own nothin' under 21K, yeah
Sheesh, I guess that's me huh, ugh
Shit, I'd hate me too
Tired of wearin' 10 chains, bitch, my neck hurt
And no, they ain't 10K, mister expert
You can watch me as I switch lanes, come and catch me
'Cause when you Mister Get Dough, it gets messy
I'm tired of wearin' 10 chains, bitch, my neck hurt
Call me Mister 10 Chains, bitch, my neck hurt
Bitch, my neck hurt, but that was on another song
Bitch, the battle the Grammys like can we all get along
Reach for these Grammys right here then your family be mourning
Feelin' down so I guess I'll get some top in the morning
Hit his bitch with 10 chains, I'm feelin' important
Pourin' fives to the face, I feel the pop in my organs
Mister Important, rob me, these niggas snoring
Ben Cannon drum line and them hostages Norbit, okay
Pops on my knots, damn, holes in my socks, damn
Pussy nigga rob who? Mayday, yeah, man down
Pops on my knots, damn, holes in my socks, damn
Pussy nigga rob who? Mayday, yeah, man down
Tired of wearin' 10 chains, bitch, my neck hurt
And no, they ain't 10K, mister expert
You can watch me as I switch lanes, come and catch me
'Cause when you Mister Get Dough, it gets messy
I'm tired of wearin' 10 chains, bitch, my neck hurt
Call me Mister 10 Chains, bitch, my neck hurt
Ugh, shit, I guess that's me, huh
I been getting money with a safe since knee high
Hittin' gates in Margielas, can keep the Reeboks
Rob who? I'll have niggas doin' the beatbox
I'm a heathen, you broke then I don't need you
I'm cold, I got a fever, was told I need Jesus
Told that I'm a genius, you stoned touchin' my pictures
Too poured, Evel Knievel, just passed another demon
Talkin' 'bout that's his girl but she swallowin' semen
See you creepin', I don't think you wanna three
This F&N break through cars and people
This 10 chains done turned me into a demon
Tired of wearin' 10 chains, bitch, my neck hurt
And no, they ain't 10K, mister expert
You can watch me as I switch lanes, come and catch me
'Cause when you Mister Get Dough, it gets messy
I'm tired of wearin' 10 chains, bitch, my neck hurt
Call me Mister 10 Chains, bitch, my neck hurt
10 chains on, bitch, my neck hurt
Yeah, just know the Stinc Team ain't own nothin' under 21K, yeah
Sheesh, I guess that's me huh, ugh
Shit, I'd hate me too
Tired of wearin' 10 chains, bitch, my neck hurt
And no, they ain't 10K, mister expert
You can watch me as I switch lanes, come and catch me
'Cause when you Mister Get Dough, it gets messy
I'm tired of wearin' 10 chains, bitch, my neck hurt
Call me Mister 10 Chains, bitch, my neck hurt
Bitch, my neck hurt, but that was on another song
Bitch, the battle the Grammys like can we all get along
Reach for these Grammys right here then your family be mourning
Feelin' down so I guess I'll get some top in the morning
Hit his bitch with 10 chains, I'm feelin' important
Pourin' fives to the face, I feel the pop in my organs
Mister Important, rob me, these niggas snoring
Ben Cannon drum line and them hostages Norbit, okay
Pops on my knots, damn, holes in my socks, damn
Pussy nigga rob who? Mayday, yeah, man down
Pops on my knots, damn, holes in my socks, damn
Pussy nigga rob who? Mayday, yeah, man down
Tired of wearin' 10 chains, bitch, my neck hurt
And no, they ain't 10K, mister expert
You can watch me as I switch lanes, come and catch me
'Cause when you Mister Get Dough, it gets messy
I'm tired of wearin' 10 chains, bitch, my neck hurt
Call me Mister 10 Chains, bitch, my neck hurt
Ugh, shit, I guess that's me, huh
I been getting money with a safe since knee high
Hittin' gates in Margielas, can keep the Reeboks
Rob who? I'll have niggas doin' the beatbox
I'm a heathen, you broke then I don't need you
I'm cold, I got a fever, was told I need Jesus
Told that I'm a genius, you stoned touchin' my pictures
Too poured, Evel Knievel, just passed another demon
Talkin' 'bout that's his girl but she swallowin' semen
See you creepin', I don't think you wanna three
This F&N break through cars and people
This 10 chains done turned me into a demon
Tired of wearin' 10 chains, bitch, my neck hurt
And no, they ain't 10K, mister expert
You can watch me as I switch lanes, come and catch me
'Cause when you Mister Get Dough, it gets messy
I'm tired of wearin' 10 chains, bitch, my neck hurt
Call me Mister 10 Chains, bitch, my neck hurt
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Writer(s): Charles E Washington, Darrell Wayne Caldwell
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