Sipping on dirty
I don't do no perc

Feel like I'm dying
Put me in the hearse

Can't fuck with these lame bitches
They get on my nerves

Hop onna spaceship
I left the earth

Bought a brand new drac
I ain't talking about that OVO

Shot you in your face
Hit a stain
Bitch We Faneto

Big pressure
We gon' knock his brain out
with the 44

Isn't that your main bitch in my DM?
She's a groupie hoe

I mixed the Chrome Hearts with Chanel

Heater on me when I'm drive
Like I'm Swerving thru the hell

You never been on top
Tell me,how tf you fell?

My ex asked me how i'm doing
Bitch I'm doing well

I'm just humble
I ain't never scared
Boy,I'm always winning 
But you be taking L's
Police pull me over
Get to swerving
I ain't going jail
All these bitches running in
I just need to hit the bell

Just got the check
All blues,No pink

My diamonds dance,My diamonds wet
I'm boutta sink

I just stole your bitch on Christmas
I feel just like Grinch

Took her to the Crumpit
Gave me neck
She drinks all my kids

Bitch I can't wait no minutes
Don't waste my time
I finna up my digits
Doing my business
So stop calling my line
Put that bread on yo head
All my shootas on demon time
Clutching this shit up

Bro,He died

All these Voices in my head 
And I'm hearing sirens

Do the rage,Do the rage
All these bitches dying
(Like i'm Travis Scott)

They know how i'm coming
Yeah i'm turning Super Saiyan

I ain't not no lover boy
But I'm certified

Yeah I'm going crazy
But sometimes I be lazy
They ain't with me back then
Now they sound like they made me
I been living like a demon,
But she still calls me baby
I really got that cold heart
I feel just like D8VE

We poppin shits like tic tac
Come and get your bitch back
I'm chasing all these big racks
Can't chill,I can't sit back
Wide body,SRT,Trackhawks,
That's that big truck
Shot him inna close range
6 feet, Social distance

Sipping on dirty
I don't do no perc

Feel like I'm dying
Put me in the hearse

Can't fuck with these lame bitches
They get on my nerves

Hop onna spaceship
I left the earth

Bought a brand new drac
I ain't talking about that OVO

Shot you in your face
Hit a stain
Bitch We Faneto

Big pressure
we gon' knock his brain out
with that 44

Isn't that your main bitch in my DM
She's a groupie hoe

Mix the Chrome Hearts with Chanel

Heater on me when I'm drive
Like I'm Swerving thru the hell

You never been on top
Tell me how tf you fell?

My ex asked me how i'm doing
Bitch I'm doing well

I'm just humble
I ain't never scared
Boy,I'm always winning 
But you be taking L's
Police pull me over
Get to swerving
I ain't going jail
All these bitches running in
I just need to hit the bell

Chrome No Hearts (Prod by jankai & Flowrency)

Prod by Yungpunch
Mixing and Master  by Lil Cado
Artwork by @Lucas4real
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