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Drakeo The Ruler

Chrome Hearts

 

Chrome Hearts

(альбом: The Truth Hurts - 2021)


Any nigga mean mugging gon' be target practice
She's a roller, she be fucking all the rappers
Capper, I just put scuff marks on my Forgiatos (Diego)
Look at my wrist, bitch, I clearly just won the lotto (Bankroll)
Fully auto, gave him smokey off Gelato
You seen my interviews? I am not no role model
This F&N does not fit with Foamposites
My shooter ain't showing no love, he chrome-hearted
He really brainless, he came in with no knowledge
A mud sipper, I ain't never been to college
Ain't got the time to say you should've went to rob me
The type of nigga get his fingernails polished

My shooter ain't showing no love, he chrome-hearted
Don't blink wrong, it's a split your dome party
Look at my wrist, I ain't seeing no problems
If we pull up on the scene, you done dada
My shooter ain't showing no love, he chrome-hearted
Don't blink wrong, it's a split your dome party
Look at my wrist, I ain't seeing no problems
If we pull up on the scene, you done dada
Shit, nigga, my shooter ain't showing no love, he chrome-hearted, nigga (Chrome-hearted, Pressa)
If we pull up on the scene, you done dada

Put the switch on the Glock, fully auto (Auto)
Put exotic in the jet like Ralo (Ralo)
TSA and I'm feeling like Apollo
Bricks coming in, going out by tomorrow, lil' nigga
Keep a Drac' in the city like I'm Aubrey
Hah, how much niggas 'round me caught a body
Beat go crazy, who that? Bankroll Gotti
Bitch, I feel like Bobby 'cause I'm shooting up this lobby
Fucking with me, we on your neck, we on your collar
See how this glizzy have a bitch nigga crawling, hah
We was hanging out the window, we was wilding
Chop go crazy, made a million in the 'partments
Tell you how live, Glock by the rib
FN XD with the SIG
Crodie shooting out with the pigs
Living with the junkie in the trap, she need a fix
I show you how to turn an eighteen to a thirty-six

My shooter ain't showing no love, he chrome-hearted
Don't blink wrong, it's a split your dome party
Look at my wrist, I ain't seeing no problems
If we pull up on the scene, you done dada
My shooter ain't showing no love, he chrome-hearted
Don't blink wrong, it's a split your dome party
Look at my wrist, I ain't seeing no problems
If we pull up on the scene, you done dada
Shit, nigga, my shooter ain't showing no love, he chrome-hearted, nigga
If we pull up on the scene, you done dada

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