Chip - 10 Commandments lyrics

[Intro] M1onthebeat [Verse] Okay then You're a bad boy, okay then WickedSkengMan, okay then With all that money can't buy these flows Son go have a go then, okay then Foster care that when I spray pen (Bluku bye-bye-bye-bye-bye-bye) #Merky, but you're not a merker Promise when I finish with this coconut I'm gonna' push his hairline back further So no more Dubai, go Turkey 'Cause that hairline needs surgery I don't wanna hear about #Merky Them boy deh suh cyan' merk me Yo, one minute you're on home invasions Next minute you're at strangers, paintin' Like, why you love going peoples houses? Yo, tahn up in ya yard, you paigon You know on the mic I'm a cannibal You can't even handle cannabis Twin and Akua shoulda warned you, Chipmunk don't do panicking You're all gonna hear "Stormzy took an L, and he tried to stand tall before he fell" So he's a man of his word in some ways But he's on stalking like a girl Cocaine, my nose don't know the smell I'm on track, he's off the rails You're some b*tch with OnlyFans Boy, I don't give two fu*ks what you sell Boy, I don't give two fu*ks what you sold You got that contradictory flow One minute it's "fu*k the government, fu*k Boris" Next minute you're tellin' people "vote" Boy, you're not a Christian, you're a fraud Crucify him, praise the Lord How are you blinded by his grace but still manage to find my door? To save your life you couldn't spit like me You can get it in British or get it in Twi Gem, speng, kwasiasem Wagyimi, don't try me a again Dickhead I'ma usher this boy to his seat, do a U-turn, spin back round You came up remixing my bars, prick, not the other way around You can't run out of bars, just like Chip you can't run out of bars That's what you said, look, now you dead If I was there, you'd get spun out the park Run out the dance, Chip don't run out ya know Ah wah di bumba? Ah wah di rass? Take it there, take it far Tek ya gyal, tek it darg Humble pie, serve that well, I'm a humble guy Deep down, all the guys on your side Deep down, wanna see the clash on the sly Trust me, I know about yutes like you fu*k with a ni**a and his paigon too Awks when you're in the middle, won both tunes Caught in the middle when my pen go "boom!" So, pick a side, me no mind, aimin' at fences Who's on the fence then? I get defensive And get offensive, man get offended Trust me, I pen up in no time, pen up and sky that Plus I don't stop 'til the ending (Woi) Someone get this b*tch a bra, it's a b**by trap when I'm sendin' (Woi) Hearing I'm poppin' online, but I don't even check my mentions (Woi) Them man there they come offline 'cuh they can't handle the attention (Woi) I can handle all the tension (Woi) Afterschool him, that's detention (Woi) Go home, Roger, we ain't bredrins (Woi) Use my voice and make a sample (Woi) I got crack you wanna a sample (Woi) fu*k with Chip, that's gonna cost you (Woi) Have you flarin' up your nostrils (Woi) Slap you ASAP with precision (Woi) GSAP's your own religion (Brr-rrup) Hop out the whip, lookin' for Chip, you're only bad with the bros Cah that weren't the vibe, two days before when you came on your own If you're so bad, tell me cuz Why you ain't come back one man up? Two hands up, or with your skeng The one that you said you own and don't rent Wrestling, bars, try me You didn't mind when it was Wiley (Ah) Good kid, I'm weren't a G before rap I weren't a thief before rap (Nep) Sold no crack before rap (Nep) Sold that crack in all wraps (Yep) Still tortilla'ing tracks You man are some trifling dogs Dalmatians don't change their spots, now I'm barkin', what? Can't corner me neither nor my team Disrespect man's programme I heard your little line about "them man's cold" But "Kaboom!", that ad-lib belongs to Konan You know this ting, no guts, no glory Snake, you know you was bangin' my story I got my pen and my highlighter, fam Trust me it's jarring, I like them man What kind of Christian dragging man out of cars? Repent, or your goin' hell, my darg Commander with it, I'm commanding (Woi) Now you gon read the Ten Commandments (Woi) The Lord can't save you from this rassing (Woi) Bumbahole, I'm on your rahtid (Woi) Spiritual wickedness, slew him (Woi) What kind of juju are you doin'? (Brr-rrup) Last time I checked you're signed to guy that's the father of the guy who signed 6ix9ine So you better check yourself, quick, before you wreck yourself Study your team, stop studying mine Cah' I'm nice whenever it's studying time The game been snakey, snakes and ladders Update me, check it out on the 29th (Brr-rrup)