Chrome
(SOE Boys)
(Kuf)
Yeah
I tell that bitch that she can't grab up on my Chrome
Vexie on my right and he gon' keep one to the dome
I'm gon' get it popping with these bands when I get home
I was steady talking to your bitch up on the low
I get the roll, I pour a four, I do it all for the SOE
Luck to my foes, baddest my hoe, watch how I switch up my flow
Fuck it I'm all the way up
Push to start in my coupe it's a plus
I'm breaking necks when I drive
Money looking so big looking dumb
I copped the baddest a lot of you tried, but I'm the motherfucking one
Vexie loyal always stay by my side, he busting and popping a drum
I'm in a mode and can't nobody stop it too much on my plate just to lose
Remember them days I would ask for a ride my lil' coupe on the floor I can't snooze
Shit way too fast I'll pass you in traffic and when it fly by it achoo
Bitch I'm connected and I'm well respected I'm throwing up threes never twos
Finally got all the clothes that I wanted if I see it cop it, spending these blues
I'm chasing paper don't care 'bout the road that it's going ain't giving a fuck 'bout the view
Best in my city ain't no competition he tryna beef he a waste of my time
All of my lyrics ain't telling a lie
This a lifestyle ain't something you buy
I'm upping the score ain't no way I'm in last
I'm balling without you just look at this cash
Keep tryna hit me don't care 'bout the past
Coupe worth too much so I can't ever crash
He tryna be like the Soon but we way too ahead tryna scare us he say he gon' shoot
I got a problem with fuckers like you
Especially since you wan' step to the crew
Pants way too baggy I gotta make sure that the racks gonna fit when I'm stepping outside
Vexie be clutching on metal he ready to shoot for the SOE I don't know why they trying
Stupid lil' bitch tried to get at the S, sorry not sorry lil' hoe I be cuffed
Money my ruler it's presidents inside my pocket in bands forever I trust
Yeah
I tell that bitch that she can't grab up on my Chrome
Vexie on my right and he gon' keep one to the dome
I'm gon' get it popping with these bands when I get home
I was steady talking to your bitch up on the low
I get the roll, I pour a four, I do it all for the SOE
Luck to my foes, baddest my hoe, watch how I switch up my flow
Fuck it I'm all the way up
Push to start in my coupe it's a plus
I'm breaking necks when I drive
Money looking so big looking dumb
(Kuf)
Yeah
I tell that bitch that she can't grab up on my Chrome
Vexie on my right and he gon' keep one to the dome
I'm gon' get it popping with these bands when I get home
I was steady talking to your bitch up on the low
I get the roll, I pour a four, I do it all for the SOE
Luck to my foes, baddest my hoe, watch how I switch up my flow
Fuck it I'm all the way up
Push to start in my coupe it's a plus
I'm breaking necks when I drive
Money looking so big looking dumb
I copped the baddest a lot of you tried, but I'm the motherfucking one
Vexie loyal always stay by my side, he busting and popping a drum
I'm in a mode and can't nobody stop it too much on my plate just to lose
Remember them days I would ask for a ride my lil' coupe on the floor I can't snooze
Shit way too fast I'll pass you in traffic and when it fly by it achoo
Bitch I'm connected and I'm well respected I'm throwing up threes never twos
Finally got all the clothes that I wanted if I see it cop it, spending these blues
I'm chasing paper don't care 'bout the road that it's going ain't giving a fuck 'bout the view
Best in my city ain't no competition he tryna beef he a waste of my time
All of my lyrics ain't telling a lie
This a lifestyle ain't something you buy
I'm upping the score ain't no way I'm in last
I'm balling without you just look at this cash
Keep tryna hit me don't care 'bout the past
Coupe worth too much so I can't ever crash
He tryna be like the Soon but we way too ahead tryna scare us he say he gon' shoot
I got a problem with fuckers like you
Especially since you wan' step to the crew
Pants way too baggy I gotta make sure that the racks gonna fit when I'm stepping outside
Vexie be clutching on metal he ready to shoot for the SOE I don't know why they trying
Stupid lil' bitch tried to get at the S, sorry not sorry lil' hoe I be cuffed
Money my ruler it's presidents inside my pocket in bands forever I trust
Yeah
I tell that bitch that she can't grab up on my Chrome
Vexie on my right and he gon' keep one to the dome
I'm gon' get it popping with these bands when I get home
I was steady talking to your bitch up on the low
I get the roll, I pour a four, I do it all for the SOE
Luck to my foes, baddest my hoe, watch how I switch up my flow
Fuck it I'm all the way up
Push to start in my coupe it's a plus
I'm breaking necks when I drive
Money looking so big looking dumb
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Writer(s): Saeed Esparza
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