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Big Chips
(专辑: Boss Up 3 - 2017)
[Iamsu!:] Big chips, big chips, I'mma turn her up a
lil bit Hot boy, heat her up a
lil bit, whoa Big chips, big chips, you are not real, you exempt I
do what I
want lil bitch I'm the
one they call when the
need a
stamp I'm the
neighborhood mailman I
been putting work in On my neck a
serpent (Gucci belt) I
just spent like two bands on some frames (Cartier) You can never put me out the
game (I'm on my way) Everywhere I
go they know my name Shit was cool until they found out you a
lame They want that real shit I'm on my independent hustle, fuck a
deal shit I'm not worried 'bout you niggas, not a
lil bit I
got my weight up now I'm bout to make the
game switch Plus I'm riding with my same clique Plot out the
entire situation in my brain quick They don't speak in dollars then I
do not know your language I
been on some gang shit Every day make a
play over grinding understatement Big chips, big chips, I'mma turn her up a
lil bit Hot boy, heat her up a
lil bit, whoa Big chips, big chips, you are not real, you exempt I
do what I
want lil bitch Get rich You don't need a
shovel dig this Shake a
bitch like a
hit stick You don't go no cash, dismissed I
could be broke on my own time Plotting million dollar moves in my alone time Got a
roster full of popping girls, it's all fine Crib full of flat screens like it's Best Buy I
like G-Star, and Stone Island Rappers saying shit, just to rhyme it I'm in the
Uber getting top like Ramen All the
ones who turned against and surprise me, it's good "Let em hang bro" My cousin Freak told me that not too long ago You remember when they used to underestimate Every beat I
levitate, another check, another day Let's get it! Big chips, big chips, I'mma turn her up a
lil bit Hot boy, heat her up a
lil bit, whoa Big chips, big chips, you are not real, you exempt I
do what I
want lil bitch [Show Banga:] Young nigga, millionaire state of mind though Got it out the
M-U-D, I
had to grind yo I
can see the
big chips with a
blindfold You ain't a
pimp, you's a
simp, what you crying fo? Never ever trust a
bitch that's a
big no Remy Martin, takin shots of the
XO Hit your girl on the
weekend, like XO Pockets blue, pockets green like a
gecko Too good in the
hood like I'm Metro Yo girl drop a
nigga chips, no Connect 4
I
told Suzy that bitch really tryna take off I'm finna kill these rapper niggas like I'm Adolf They weight soft, full grizzy fuck a
day off You ain't never ever working, you get laid off I'm really Manti like Te'o Gang tighter than a
swimmer with a
Speedo [Iamsu!:] Big chips, big chips, I'mma turn her up a
lil bit Hot boy, heat her up a
lil bit, whoa Big chips, big chips, you are not real, you exempt I
do what I
want lil bitch
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