Chains
Chain that hit with no light
Chain that hit with no light
Chain that hit with no light
I got Chain that hit with no light
I got chain that hit with no light
No light
No light
Aye
Double up check the price
Man i'm too nice
Give a fuck bout what you think
Don't need no strips
You den fuck around
With them niggas
They pulled them triggers
Niggas talking all that shit
Fuck around we'll hit em
Got these bitches on me from westside
They know how we get down
Ball in my hands better get round
For them niggas
Fucking around have a sit down
Say them niggas
There talk about business
You start we a finish
Niggas ain't ready for war
Put yo ass in feelings
Got this bitch she
From the north side
Say she wanna fuck with me
Get in car no can't come inside
You can't get with me
Got a chain so big
Sun outside
Shit cost about 50
And without wings
You know i'm gone fly
50k in fendi
Eighteen i was down
Bad had to make my move
Twenty Two i den cash out
Spent that shit on some shoes
Since i was thirteen i knew that i was The one with Tools
Now my gang got tools niggas Shooting everything that move
Niggas finally made his move
Nigga back on his shit
Before icey a nigga be cool
This facts you ask my bih
Graduated than i said fuck school
Ain't got time for that shit
And my chain hit like kung fu
Not lights no need for that shit
Chain that hit with no light
Chain that hit with no light
Chain that hit with no light
I got chain that hit with no light
I got chain that hit with no light
No light
No light
I got chain that hit with no light
Shit seem kinda extra
That's the way i move
Took yo hoe out to breakfast
Then back to moves
Playing with blocks like teches
Getting a nigga move
Getting a nigga move
That's for fucking with me and my crew
Chain that hit with no light
Chain that hit with no light
Chain that hit with no light
I got chain that hit with no light
I got chain that hit with no light
No light
No light
I got chain that hit with no light
Eighteen i was down
Bad had to make my move
Twenty Two i den cash out
Spent that shit on some shoes
Since i was thirteen i knew that i was The one with Tools
Now my gang got tools niggas Shooting everything that move
Chain that hit with no light
Chain that hit with no light
I got Chain that hit with no light
I got chain that hit with no light
No light
No light
Aye
Double up check the price
Man i'm too nice
Give a fuck bout what you think
Don't need no strips
You den fuck around
With them niggas
They pulled them triggers
Niggas talking all that shit
Fuck around we'll hit em
Got these bitches on me from westside
They know how we get down
Ball in my hands better get round
For them niggas
Fucking around have a sit down
Say them niggas
There talk about business
You start we a finish
Niggas ain't ready for war
Put yo ass in feelings
Got this bitch she
From the north side
Say she wanna fuck with me
Get in car no can't come inside
You can't get with me
Got a chain so big
Sun outside
Shit cost about 50
And without wings
You know i'm gone fly
50k in fendi
Eighteen i was down
Bad had to make my move
Twenty Two i den cash out
Spent that shit on some shoes
Since i was thirteen i knew that i was The one with Tools
Now my gang got tools niggas Shooting everything that move
Niggas finally made his move
Nigga back on his shit
Before icey a nigga be cool
This facts you ask my bih
Graduated than i said fuck school
Ain't got time for that shit
And my chain hit like kung fu
Not lights no need for that shit
Chain that hit with no light
Chain that hit with no light
Chain that hit with no light
I got chain that hit with no light
I got chain that hit with no light
No light
No light
I got chain that hit with no light
Shit seem kinda extra
That's the way i move
Took yo hoe out to breakfast
Then back to moves
Playing with blocks like teches
Getting a nigga move
Getting a nigga move
That's for fucking with me and my crew
Chain that hit with no light
Chain that hit with no light
Chain that hit with no light
I got chain that hit with no light
I got chain that hit with no light
No light
No light
I got chain that hit with no light
Eighteen i was down
Bad had to make my move
Twenty Two i den cash out
Spent that shit on some shoes
Since i was thirteen i knew that i was The one with Tools
Now my gang got tools niggas Shooting everything that move
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Writer(s): Trey Carney
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