Chrome
I don't smoke gas, got my shit chrome
Keep a couple tabs, boy you went ghost
Pop a couple tags, baby I'm grown
Printer no fax, baldy with the dome
Lately I'm alone, I need my space
Incognito, camera don't show my face
Seen my boys balling when they dunk on the case
Dance for the angels, homies sneak into heaven's gates
I ain't seen the sun in a minute
I might just pass on a visit
I can buy a switch but I can't get my phone fixed
Priorities, I guess I'm just back on my bullshit
But we all gotta eat so I might as well feed em
Demons surround me, I might as well greet em
Ain't free from money, I need money for freedom
I won't sell souls, but I might go lease em
Borderline evil but I guess it could be worse
It gon get gold so I'll spare a few heaters
But I've been bold enough to blow out a few speakers
And people get mad whens it's lacking few features
I don't smoke gas, got my shit chrome
Keep a couple tabs, boy you went ghost
Pop a couple tags, baby I'm grown
Printer no fax, baldy with the dome
I don't smoke gas, got my shit chrome
Keep a couple tabs, boy you went ghost
Pop a couple tags, baby I'm grown
Printer no fax, baldy with the dome
Arms in the air like your hands don't miss
Roll around the block with the windows tint
Shine a couple rocks with your wrists on big
Screaming fuck Seaworld where the whale does tricks
I'll buy a rocket once I get a little rap money
Fly into the sun surrounded by the cash money
I got hella jokes and they're asking why I act funny
Hair been a mess since I cut it, don't cap on me
Find out they never was the homie
Snakes all around me, pythons in the OG
Simulation's glitching, good luck isn't loading
Asking what I need, love, nah bitch, it's cozy
Don't ask about a love life
You tell a horror story, that's a knife to a gunfight
If there's light at the end of the tunnel, maybe I'll see the sunrise
Maybe just one time
I don't smoke gas, got my shit chrome
Keep a couple tabs, boy you went ghost
Pop a couple tags, baby I'm grown
Printer no fax, baldy with the dome
I don't smoke gas, got my shit chrome
Keep a couple tabs, boy you went ghost
Pop a couple tags, baby I'm grown
Printer no fax, baldy with the dome
I don't smoke gas, got my shit chrome
Keep a couple tabs, boy you went ghost
Pop a couple tags, baby I'm grown
Printer no fax, baldy with the dome
I don't smoke gas, got my shit chrome
Keep a couple tabs, boy you went ghost
Pop a couple tags, baby I'm grown
Printer no fax, baldy with the dome
Keep a couple tabs, boy you went ghost
Pop a couple tags, baby I'm grown
Printer no fax, baldy with the dome
Lately I'm alone, I need my space
Incognito, camera don't show my face
Seen my boys balling when they dunk on the case
Dance for the angels, homies sneak into heaven's gates
I ain't seen the sun in a minute
I might just pass on a visit
I can buy a switch but I can't get my phone fixed
Priorities, I guess I'm just back on my bullshit
But we all gotta eat so I might as well feed em
Demons surround me, I might as well greet em
Ain't free from money, I need money for freedom
I won't sell souls, but I might go lease em
Borderline evil but I guess it could be worse
It gon get gold so I'll spare a few heaters
But I've been bold enough to blow out a few speakers
And people get mad whens it's lacking few features
I don't smoke gas, got my shit chrome
Keep a couple tabs, boy you went ghost
Pop a couple tags, baby I'm grown
Printer no fax, baldy with the dome
I don't smoke gas, got my shit chrome
Keep a couple tabs, boy you went ghost
Pop a couple tags, baby I'm grown
Printer no fax, baldy with the dome
Arms in the air like your hands don't miss
Roll around the block with the windows tint
Shine a couple rocks with your wrists on big
Screaming fuck Seaworld where the whale does tricks
I'll buy a rocket once I get a little rap money
Fly into the sun surrounded by the cash money
I got hella jokes and they're asking why I act funny
Hair been a mess since I cut it, don't cap on me
Find out they never was the homie
Snakes all around me, pythons in the OG
Simulation's glitching, good luck isn't loading
Asking what I need, love, nah bitch, it's cozy
Don't ask about a love life
You tell a horror story, that's a knife to a gunfight
If there's light at the end of the tunnel, maybe I'll see the sunrise
Maybe just one time
I don't smoke gas, got my shit chrome
Keep a couple tabs, boy you went ghost
Pop a couple tags, baby I'm grown
Printer no fax, baldy with the dome
I don't smoke gas, got my shit chrome
Keep a couple tabs, boy you went ghost
Pop a couple tags, baby I'm grown
Printer no fax, baldy with the dome
I don't smoke gas, got my shit chrome
Keep a couple tabs, boy you went ghost
Pop a couple tags, baby I'm grown
Printer no fax, baldy with the dome
I don't smoke gas, got my shit chrome
Keep a couple tabs, boy you went ghost
Pop a couple tags, baby I'm grown
Printer no fax, baldy with the dome
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Writer(s): Henry Wing
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