Chicago

(albüm: Where's Warhol? - 2017)

Aye Stacc's what's popping nigga
Demons all around me, demons all around me
Demons all around me, percocet my, percocet my
Aye whoa

Percocet in my body
Angels in my corner how the fuck I fear somebody
Demons all around me and they itching for a body
Ooh she pulling up in that new tinted Maserati
Rollie match the color of this guap what a coincidence
I can't give a fuck about some pussy or I'm checking shit
She gon' ride the dick but boy to you she say she celibate
Money stacking long, foe'nem speeding in that mud n' rain
Riding down the interstate

Sliding down the interstate, Chicago shit
Bitch say she wan' fuck you, set you up that's that Chicago bitch
Chicago kid, I been over East to cross his tracks n' shit
I promise this, fuck with' my lil' niggas then this nina spit
Robin Jeans sagging but no bitch it ain't no wings on it
Smoking on this gas, double cup, now young boy always on it
Bitch nigga better duck, don't get stuck, with' that beam on it
Fuck nigga he a cluck, we get buck, my whole team on it

Percocet in my body
Angels in my corner how the fuck I fear somebody
Demons all around me and they itching for a body
Ooh she pulling up in that new tinted Maserati
Rollie match the color of this guap what a coincidence
I can't give a fuck about some pussy or I'm checking shit
She gon' ride the dick but boy to you she say she celibate
Money stacking long, foe'nem speeding in that mud n' rain
Riding down the interstate

Sliding down the interstate, Chicago shit
Bitch say she wan' fuck you, set you up that's that Chicago bitch
Chicago kid, I been over East to cross his tracks n' shit
I promise this, fuck with' my lil' niggas then this nina spit