Nu Chain

I need to go shoppin'
Ok
Ugh
I been thinkin' 'bout coppin'
That necklace
That chain
With the matchin' set of rings
Uh
With my name on it
My name
Yeah
Fuck around and throw my whole damn name on it
I might fuck around and throw my whole damn
Name
Gotta throw the blang on it
Uh huh
Yeah I had to do my thang on it
Nu chain!
I been thinkin' 'bout coppin' on the real though
I'm on my Juicy J today
I put the thang in first gear though
I just woke up and rolled up like Gyro
Look love when I look in the mirror though
I see a sav
I'm not mad
Even when I be in my bag
I can still inspire the mass (oh yeah!)
My jeweler only take cash
And she blind ya ass when she laugh (bling!)
She make the money do magic
Turn a vision into new fashion
Lights off but I'm flashin'
Got three chains on and they clashin'
Ain't nobody lookin' for a stand in
So don't talk to me when I'm dancin'!
I'm on my way to my new chain
I'm too blessed
Not stressed
Can't complain
Not concerned with other thangs
I just put a deposit down on a dream ring
Since Lil Wayne I been on bling blang
Lil Chinatown got plugs on thangs
Creps rotate but the chains don't change
Ten more karats in my name bitch
(Bitch, bitch, bitch)
I need to go shoppin'
Ok
Ugh
I been thinkin' 'bout coppin'
That necklace
That chain
With the matchin' set of rings
Uh
With my name on it
My name
Yeah
Fuck around and throw my whole damn name on it
I might fuck around and throw my whole damn
Name
Gotta throw the blang on it
Uh huh
Yeah I had to do my thang on it
Nu chain!
Ice on my neck say "Tiara Claudette"
I might just flood out my family crest
You bitches can't even spell "baguettes"
I'm finna slide on you wetter than wet
Chasin' a check
Then lacin' my neck
Niggas love Nike 'cause it's 'bout a check
I'ma stay hyphy without internet
Bling out my mouth
'Cause I'm talkin' loud
Doin' my thang
Comin' too peng
Got my chains on and I'm dancin' in rain
Y'all boys a shame
Under your chain
Neck turnin' green
Can't be unseen
I keep it player I might gotta layer
I'm in this bitch just beamin' on haters
Back on the wrist and I'm flipping my hair
Bitches my sons?
That's a pregnancy scare
Where?
Too rare
Goin' together like high hats and snares
Mmm
Come chaining day bitch I solemnly swear,
Ouuu
When I piece it together Nigga I'ma change the weather
Lookin' in the mirror like "No One Greater"
Feelin' like Storm on a punk-ass hater!
I need to go shoppin'
Ok
Ugh
I been thinkin' 'bout coppin'
That necklace
That chain
With the matchin' set of rings
Uh
With my name on it
My name
Yeah
Fuck around and throw my whole damn name on it
I might fuck around and throw my whole damn
Name
Gotta throw the blang on it
Uh huh
Yeah I had to do my thang on it
Nu chain!