Frzy - Whips & Chainz lyrics

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Frzy - Whips & Chainz lyrics

[Hook: Frzy] Whips and chains Whip whips and chains chains Whips and chains Whip whips and chains chains Whips and chains Whip whips and chains chains Whips and chains Whips whips Whips whips Whips and chains [Verse 1: Frzy] Somebody had to die for it Just so I could ride for it Lie for it Somebody said bye for it Just so we could get Denied for it They had to get slashes Just so I could flash it Damnit They used to steer past it While all we do is crash it Smash it We used to get whips Without a license That's why they've lied since I swear it makes no sense How we spending our cents Nonsense They used to push our lives To the brink Now it's gone in a blink They all got links from my links But we can't see the link n***as buying chokers When all they did was choke her Promote her When the whip would stroke her She would scream louder Than a motor We got whipped Of our own accord Now we whipping accords It's funny how We're built tougher Than the whips we Can't afford [Hook: Frzy] Whips and chains Whip whips and chains chains Whips and chains Whip whips and chains chains Whips and chains Whip whips and chains chains Whips and chains Whips whips Whips whips [Verse 2: Frzy] I said f** ‘em wit the money If he f**ing wit the money Send ‘em six feet Put six in his chest Make him feel like LeBron When he get the heat I could make ‘em crossover With the pistol Do a n***a like Pete ‘Cause when these n***as say They pull they own weight Most these rap stars petite n***a I'm a playa And I'm tryna f** Draya n***a I'mma slay her While you ridin' sky walkers Like Laia I would never stop for a hater I'm a rider I do it 4-wheel like Jada Numbers never lie You can look at the data Man I run this rap game You still f**ing with the beta n***as know I'm nice But the flow is really mean When these n***as get ahead n***a I'm the guillotine I'm a Sabertooth to Wolverine And you can't f** with a Tyga At least until you're 18 They say the young boy Looking so clean MJ's on No cuffs on my Billie Jean I got a pay raise off a 16 The kinda raise to make A n***a need sunscreen I was just in the bay Then I had to bounce Like a trampoline Up in Silicon Valley Y'all still f**in' wit the saline Doin' shows at Google You can Google it n***a Sorry to be facetious Google it n***a I'm a Pittsburgh boy So don't talk when The Bucs on I'm a Pittsburgh boy Only one to blow Without Chucks on My name got a ring now And I ain't even put The tux on Calling me king is A nice fit that I ain't Never have to try on Sorry for the yawn Ya favorite rapper gone Blame that n***a on the song ‘Cause when he use a pen He is never overdrawn I'mma do it ‘til the dawn ‘Til they callin' me a don Them bullets make ‘em duck Then they divin' like a swan ‘Cause when Frzy's In the house I see haters on the lawn If they wanna play games I can do it ‘til they gone ‘Cause you can't get a check If you playing with the pawns