Chrome Heart (Explicit) - Yung Bleu

I heard some nigga want

To kill me they ain't spin yet

**** I look like beefing

He ain't made 20 mil yet

And I ain't even post

The pictures on my last check

I probably **** a nigga sister

On this big a*s jet

**** a feature I want money

Power and respect

I got my ******* in my phone

Getting neglected

My main mission is to get

All the opp h*es pregnant

Then make their kids kill

Their step daddy **** 'em yeah

I'm in the block spot some *******

I ain't even ******

Before you open your mouth about

A **** clean your P***y up

Humble a*s nigga used to feel like

I ain't good enough

We robbing the robbers

Them shooter don't even drill enough

Told him spin the block one more

Time you ain't kill enough

And I got twin 50s on the *****

You get titty ******

My lil youngin in here with

A street sweeper clean the city up

Go and ask and I told 'em

You send 'em boys we gone send 'em up

Got my money up I feeling

Like the **** right now

Now

Lookin' like I just served

A brick right now

I pay for it **** you and

Your clique right now

***** we do this all the time pipe down

Oh yeah Ring around the rosie

Why you in the nosebleeds

Girl you with a rich ***** now

And I could put you on them floor seats

Long as you hold me

Long as you can hold me down

I get this feeling in my stomach

When I'm thinking about you

I hope you feel it when I'm coming

'Cause I'm cumming inside you

I put my trust in you just like

I put my trust in the bible

Think I finesse you out some money

They would never survive

Thank for public

How the **** I'ma let

A **** be my master

**** you don't even know your masters

I'm a big billy goat I ain't

Never been a cattle

It's the principle little ****

I'ma hit you with that paddle

Brrr and they scatter

If it's anything I'm loyal to a fault

How the **** you scared of

Turning another **** to a boss

I'm in this Maybach like

I signed a deal with Ross

The smallest things turn me off

I tell my driver drop me off **** it

Got my money up I feeling like the **** right now

Lookin' like I just served a brick right now

I pay for it **** you and your clique right now

***** we do this all the time pipe down

Oh yeah Ring around the rosie

Why you in the nosebleeds

Girl you with a rich ***** now

And I could put you on them floor seats

Long as you hold me

Long as you can hold me down

Yeah the key to stacking money

Just don't spend it 'til you get it

The key to life don't speak

On the dead speak to the living

Keep the Christmas lights 'cause

Everyday it feels like Christmas

Two cookie cutters for a ****

Sliding down my chimney

I've been smart I've been wise

I've been with it

So it's hard to go against me

Ain't no cereal number or

No tags on them switches

Better get your man or you'll be history

Yeah

I put you first class on the private

Put a bad ***** on the private

You what the **** going on here

On the private

Yeah you know I talk my ****

How you playin with them d**e boys yeah

How you playin with them lil boys