chrome hearts
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I be rockin' chrome hearts, flyin' on my warp star
Count my bank, It's so large, hundred in my goyard
Shawty is a die hard, you is such a try hard
Love arrow thru my heart, diamonds shine on my arm
I be rockin' chrome hearts, flyin' on my warp star
Count my bank, It's so large, hundred in my goyard
Shawty is a die hard, you is such a try hard
Love arrow thru my heart, diamonds shine on my arm
Yeah, shawty got her ass up (oh my god)
I just had to run it up and get the racks up
Sippin' on this drank, It finna make me act up (Yah)
Don't you call me if you ain't gettin' them stacks up (Alright)
I be so clean like a money machine, all my shit fire like gasoline
My diamonds shine like they're aquamarine, I cut the fakes off like guillotine
I'm finna be on the magazine, I got it all and I'm 17
Imma pull up in a limousine, she shakin that ass like a tambourine
I got chrome hearts, I got chrome hearts
Yeah, they shine like stars, yeah, they shine like stars
Yeah, yeah, they shine like stars
I be rockin' chrome hearts, flyin' on my warp star
Count my bank, It's so large, hundred in my goyard
Shawty is a die hard, you is such a try hard
Love arrow thru my heart, diamonds shine on my arm
I be rockin' chrome hearts, flyin' on my warp star
Count my bank, It's so large, hundred in my goyard
Shawty is a die hard, you is such a try hard
Love arrow thru my heart, diamonds shine on my arm
(Damn, son, where'd ya find this?)
(This is trap music, bitch)
(Trapaholics, bitch)
I be rockin' chrome hearts, flyin' on my warp star
Count my bank, It's so large, hundred in my goyard
Shawty is a die hard, you is such a try hard
Love arrow thru my heart, diamonds shine on my arm
I be rockin' chrome hearts, flyin' on my warp star
Count my bank, It's so large, hundred in my goyard
Shawty is a die hard, you is such a try hard
Love arrow thru my heart, diamonds shine on my arm
Yeah, shawty got her ass up (oh my god)
I just had to run it up and get the racks up
Sippin' on this drank, It finna make me act up (Yah)
Don't you call me if you ain't gettin' them stacks up (Alright)
I be so clean like a money machine, all my shit fire like gasoline
My diamonds shine like they're aquamarine, I cut the fakes off like guillotine
I'm finna be on the magazine, I got it all and I'm 17
Imma pull up in a limousine, she shakin that ass like a tambourine
I got chrome hearts, I got chrome hearts
Yeah, they shine like stars, yeah, they shine like stars
Yeah, yeah, they shine like stars
I be rockin' chrome hearts, flyin' on my warp star
Count my bank, It's so large, hundred in my goyard
Shawty is a die hard, you is such a try hard
Love arrow thru my heart, diamonds shine on my arm
I be rockin' chrome hearts, flyin' on my warp star
Count my bank, It's so large, hundred in my goyard
Shawty is a die hard, you is such a try hard
Love arrow thru my heart, diamonds shine on my arm
(Damn, son, where'd ya find this?)
(This is trap music, bitch)
(Trapaholics, bitch)
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Writer(s): Leo Brady
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