Chrome Burnhole

Yeah, yeah

Luv Leek

That hoe she went and switched on me
Burn hole straight on the Chrome Heart
Honestly it don't mean shit to me
Cut her off like I got no heart
I got a foreign hoe shipped to me
She really think that she so smart
Like I ain't know that she flipped on me
I'm in my bag like it's Goyard
But I really got the Kith on me

My homie switched and I couldn't believe it
Honestly I'm really glad that Riq wasn't there
Cause he'd be out his mind tweakin'
Nigga really went out sad for a bitch I hit
Man I really wished that I seen it
And I really spent the racks, took the team to LA
Got the view looking scenic
I can't be late even though I don't wear watches
Run to the money like Gump
Audi R8 got the engine straight up in the back
Got the trunk in the front
I got some change like Obama
That lil nigga got change like he a chump
I don't really like the drama
If I wanna be in sum, then it's lumps
She wanna come to the PHX
Tryna make a flick like VHS
On DND I ain't see yo text
I'm making bread you gon' see me less
Don't wanna have no conversation with niggas
A loner forreal I ain't hanging with niggas
A stoner forreal never breaking a swisher
Like Jokic I win and don't stay for the picture
I found my peace now I'm arguing less
I bought a piece now I'm arguing less
She wanna see me as broke as it gets
But I stay getting checks like a Nike Exec
Can't show no respect for a hoe I regret
Even though on the low I still wish her the best
Can't imagine another hoe switching for less
I don't know, I don't know I'm just stuck in my head
On a roll with the bros and we getting the bread
And I heard in the late night, through the grapevine
That a snake might, be lurking inside of my den
If it's up to my fam then you'd probably be dead
Man I hope that you thankful for every breath
Get him gone clean him up, and we don't leave a speck
She was good 'fore I met her, now she throwing neck
I done left her a wreck
Left her a wreck
Walk in the stu, Louis V the apparel
Boy I got funny money Steve Carell
I hoard the money no I don't share it
Just me and my brother like Will Ferrell
White hoes in my face like a Karen
White whip 2 door, I ain't sharing
Ain't mean to flex, but I'm always in the bank
Get the O's in like my first name Terry

That hoe she went and switched on me
Burn hole straight on the Chrome Heart
Honestly it don't mean shit to me
Cut her off like I got no heart
I got a foreign hoe shipped to me
She really think that she so smart
Like I ain't know that she flipped on me
I'm in my bag like it's Goyard
But I really got the Kith on me
Burn hole straight on the Chrome Heart
Honestly it don't mean shit to me
Cut her off like I got no heart
I got a foreign hoe shipped to me
She really think that she so smart
Like I ain't know that she flipped on me
I'm in my bag like it's Goyard
But I really got the Kith on me



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Writer(s): Luv Leek
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