CHOC

[VERSE I: Yung Christ]
i got the glock in my yoga pants
fucking that bitch in a yoga stance
swanging that K in an open stance
loaded from smoking that opium
stain a lil boy in the clothes he's in
all of my walls they closing in
5150
they tryna come get me
just minding my business and moseying
matte black
smoking packs
panic attacks back to back
xanax on my lap debating 
should i relapse?
but back to the hoe i was talking bout
i just wanna put it up in her mouth
pimping up in my blood
wassup cuz?
thuggin that dirty south
four letter
two numbers bitch
GREY*59
three fingers in the air
main bitch by my side
slicky pull up in a quarter mill and slaughter up your daughter
young jesus with them forgi wheels
don't walk he drive on water
anytime, anyplace
any hood, any state
good til i fucking ain't
woods to the fucking face
riding with my baby Sage
lines on expensive plates
tears on my diamond chains
stoic never looking phased
poet when i'm spitting game
show me how that pussy shaved
dosage climbing with my shame
mama crying for my pain
will they ever understand?
can i even help my dad?
money fucking up my fam
giving until there's nothing left
pulling up in that latest "damn!"
chopper stay on me 
don't need no hands
prefer to be lonely 
don't need no friends
hoe we just fucking i don't date fans
i'm with my cousin and talking plans
went to my hood and copped some land
blowing through my money like democrats
2 step on the IRS fuck a tax



[VERSE II: Romeo da Black Rose]
why the fuck you look to me for help?
there ain't an ace in the cards i was dealt
i'm 31
still don't know how to take care of myself
honestly i'm scared that i might melt
leave behind a bunch of black spots on a white pelt
maybe in the next life i'll come back as a nice belt
i don't know
there's a fine line between me and you
the biggest difference is i'll snort that shit and prolly puke
dodge and juke all the bullshit yall try and put me through
but i'm shining
babygirl wylin
catch me riding by with that look in my eyes
palm starts to sweat by the way i'm gripping my 9
yeah i'm always on my toes but i'm still the same height
standing tall over my grave
make sure it's filled with all the people we supposedly saved
make sure you throw the plaques in and all the money we made
i can't put 'em on my wall that shit just ain't my taste
lil shawty wanna marry me
i said "you're better off in debt"
if it didn't work out, baby, i'd be real hard to forget
germans whips and private jets
private beaches to access
fuck on me, baby
i'm still a mess and no that ain't a threat
i ride for my family that's GREY*59
try and be all i can be and not waste my time
on the brink of insanity
i can't make up my mind
yeah i battle my vanite and think i'm blind

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MATTE BLACK

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KM - //3//ASC3ND.mp3 (prod. Coupe)

i’m from da land where teens tote 

tighten(titan) up or get free smoke 

imma star wit dat fire 

i stay in beast mode niggas robin in each zone 

da risk is high da ravens is cheap tho 

let me kno i can link bro 

i stick to da code and to da cheat codes cause it’s 
easy to reload 


it’s gta in da 6 
no eta bitch i’m here 
never restate what hear 

hope da haters can heal 
da hurt in dey ankles havin to stay on dey heels 


testin my mental 
testing da smith on my hip 
new testament bitch i’m hymn 

besting da best kno i’m best fa da belt 
i’m all u hear in da whip 

racks in da bank, 

rising up rapidly step on a rapper wit rank 
chopper attached wit da blades 
choppin da grass wit da blades to rattle da snakes 


my niggas lit ain no matching da gang 
y’all niggas lit like a match in da rain 
wet up yo team like a match in da rain 


back in days, back class i would daze 
vision imagining fame 
i was mannequin standing on gang
i never panicked i managed da pain

then i became 

da man i was planning to be 
i done to adapted to havin dis cream 
u gettin cream but it’s vanishing cream



fucking dis spiritual hoe 
switching my gear in da 4

scratch off da serial niggas is toast 

ain got no fear in a foe 
look out 12 when  im steering dis hoe 

scratch off da serial niggas is toast

KM - **SPIRITUAL** [prod. Coupe] lyrics in description

this horrible animal that follows and drags me

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Serial cat botherer, occasional music maker.

CHOC

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