[Hook: Cam'ron sample]
In Chi I'm mike
Boston I'm Kenny
Miami I'm Timmy, in Phoenix I'm Penny
Where my thugs with the hollow tips
Girls that acknowledge it
Polish it, after that swallow it
[Verse 1: King Chip]
Yeah, wha**up b**h
Let me hear all that tough sh**
Naw n***a don't get scared now
I heard n***as saying, "f** Chip"
Like, "That n***a must be a lame, yo!"
"Why you ain't got no chain on?"
"Wonder how you got them J's on..."
"Aw damn, I ain't see them rings tho."
n***as ain't playin' no games ho
Turn yo soul to an angel
I done had so much to say, Ion mind going to jail yo
Sticking to the script like velcro, got bullets that's bigger than elbow
Naw n***a I ain't never sell blow, and if I did n***a what would I tell ya fo'
Cause real n***as move in silence, n***as only respect violence
You gotta Rollie, but you don't what time it is?
Gimme that n***a, this my sh**, yeah how you like me now?
Turtle wax me up, then wipe me down
n***as talking 'bout they hungry, wow. No wonder they bite my style
All the hoes love me, if you hatin' on Chip then you hatin' on money
Cartier champagne, I know you ain't never had that honey
Yo broke a**, I hate yo fake eyelashes
You won't be living off my cash, you ain't the only b**h wit' lots of a**
And a flat stomach, and cold swag, and face like a Goddess
Chip don't f** wit' broke hoes, Ion give a f** how fine you is
If they say they see me, its cause they don't see me often
Pull up on you while you walking and make you Macaulay Culkin
Naw b**h I ain't gon' ask you, I know you want me to hara** you
Here b**h take my number, text me a picture of that a** too
Ask around I'm is the man, love weed like hoes love Instagram
Casey and that n***a Chip, hell yeah n***a this the Jam
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Casey Veggies]
I'm rollin' five deep. Five tries, fine me
I'mma stuck up guy girl call me "Papi"
In the back of the club, I ain't show no ID
Eighteen, mo' cream than yo f**in' daddy
Girl I can be your sponsor, put you on to somthin' proper
This what I call a wave, make that sh** live doppler
Three racks, bring the squad in
Papa get that sh** poppin'
Watch us. Look what we rockin'
Met a girl straight from Compton and my homegirl function
Life is like a strip club, I'm just throwin' dollars
If she ever throw it back, I'll pick it up. Pop my collar
I ain't trippin', money high, sittin' low
Takin' her in, give it and go
Never pretend, do it fa'sho
So historical, I'mma young legend
Pray to God I go to heaven, stay grinding like 7-11
That's Kobe Bryant, 24. 42 Mill when I'm twenty-four
Stack it real high, watch her get low
That's real life, this how the sh** go
That's my dream, k**ed my scene
These hoes can't see me, they need visine
Swaggin' for the ma**es, drop it slow like mola**es
Young Veggies 'bout that cabbage, if some n***as ever asking
Speedin' straight, pedal smashin'
I'm just caught up in the rapture
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