Chevy

I'm blaming the henny
I'm pouring it heavy
Just call when you ready
I trap in a Chevy
She saying come get her
I met her at Rivies
New to rotation
Change location
Niggas be hating
We all getting chicken
Y'all making it hot
Cajun
Big toys not to be played with
Highway looking like racers
I've seen so many faces
My city going through phases
Don't gotta get it off rap
Just gotta get it no tax
Gotta stop making her mad
I'm tired of buying her bags

Told her I love her she said damn there you go lying again
Swear she know me I guess she do
Gotta thank God when i'm counting these racks
Gotta thank God when i'm counting up racks
May he bless you too
Just know a bad bitch stressful
Last had potential

Say I'm her nigga to vent to
She wanna smash in the rental
She only come when the rent due
She on a bean no sensu
I need the shit with the leg room
We never fuck in the bed room
I got a call from Pedro
Told me to wire the pesos
We got it cooking like presto
They had me locked in the stu
56 nights no Esco
Talking that green from the get go
Bitch I be giving you work
That's how you fuck when you fucking your boss
That's how you speak when you speak to your moms
This how you drip when you stuck in the sauce
Praying to God
Drinking my moss
Winning some battles
I'm fighting a war
I don't have time to trap no eights and dimes
Move like baker pies
She a fan of mine
I make her fantasize
And if the shooter slide
He not the camera guy
Bitch it's do or die
Outside like Uber ride

Told her I love her she said damn there you go lying again
Swear she know me I guess she do
Gotta thank God when i'm counting these racks
Gotta thank God when i'm counting up racks
May he bless you too
Just know a bad bitch stressful
Last had potential



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Writer(s): Tyrell Phillip
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