ChromeHeart
When i die i don't want no more fake love
Been legit since a jit
Keep all your hugs submariner on my wrist
I don't wanna fuck
She thinkin it's sweet
I'm here for the profiles and juggs
She want some bottega
I don't want no ties
Po-up a deuce of that dirty stuff
That bitch keep looking i think she wanna fuck
She tryna suck dick and we finna go up
Talking real crazy but running from dick
I can't buy you shit bitch i ain't no simp
I'm just tryna run it up it's just me and my clique
Came up from nothing I'm really self made
Eating rice a roni on them trays
Hot dogs for lunch and them fades
When i die bury with a little k
Still a little humble so yea i still pray
When i die keep my service discreet
Put a crown on my mom made me a g
Xd with a switch came with a beam
Heart on cold should of gave it to p
When i die bury me up in the sea
When i die bury me in chrome heart jeans
When you in them streets you better know it's a risk
You gamble yo life when you in to this shit
They'll snake you and slime you for all of your shit
But I'm still running plays while I'm watching a blitz
Can't do no lacking I ride with my blick
Nigga play games you goin die in this bitch
Better not try in this bitch
When i die bury up in the sea
When i die bury me in chrome heart jeans
Been legit since a jit
Keep all your hugs submariner on my wrist
I don't wanna fuck
She thinkin it's sweet
I'm here for the profiles and juggs
She want some bottega
I don't want no ties
Po-up a deuce of that dirty stuff
That bitch keep looking i think she wanna fuck
She tryna suck dick and we finna go up
Talking real crazy but running from dick
I can't buy you shit bitch i ain't no simp
I'm just tryna run it up it's just me and my clique
Came up from nothing I'm really self made
Eating rice a roni on them trays
Hot dogs for lunch and them fades
When i die bury with a little k
Still a little humble so yea i still pray
When i die keep my service discreet
Put a crown on my mom made me a g
Xd with a switch came with a beam
Heart on cold should of gave it to p
When i die bury me up in the sea
When i die bury me in chrome heart jeans
When you in them streets you better know it's a risk
You gamble yo life when you in to this shit
They'll snake you and slime you for all of your shit
But I'm still running plays while I'm watching a blitz
Can't do no lacking I ride with my blick
Nigga play games you goin die in this bitch
Better not try in this bitch
When i die bury up in the sea
When i die bury me in chrome heart jeans
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Writer(s): Conroy G
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