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chain music
Dmv up, roll up and kick my feet up This shit was for a ticket, man -- I call that shit that free lunch I tell a ho to speed up She slow and she can keep up We know we always out But somehow they would never see us Peep her gold chain, hoes changed, I didn't They say that karats help your vision But somehow it made them listen No this ain't silver, this is my dilemma Arrogant when I finish I came from humble beginnings So it's nothing to finish I put my hundred percent in Put my pride in the pen, cuh And modify your opinion Trying to give them light and a message But you rather have some fucking V.V.S's She said I'm charming and I meant it But she was talking about my pendant I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains Now she attentive, I bet she listen to everything Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday Now them broads gon' follow (Chain so big, can't pop my collar) Silly bitches gon' follow (Chain so big, can't pop my collar) Straight geechi on 'em You talking greasy Best believe they gon' see it, darling Geechi on 'em Straight geechi on 'em Let's keep it G, nobody see you when you being humble Look, she so stingy with vagina But why it open when them niggas get to shining? I was hoping you would notice where my mind at Put money in the book, I bet these bitches wouldn't find it Look, okay this chain music, fuck how them lame's do it You chained to it, your brain has been way too influenced I been dope, cold nigga for sure nigga But where I'm from there ain't no love for no broke nigga She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since Pray to whoever got on the biggest of crucifix Lord Lord forgive us, personality clash And my license is suspended, so I hide it I don't spend it, did I get y'all attention? She can't escape the chain, shoutout to Mrs Tubman Shoutout to Maybach Music, my logic is getting money Spitting something real, let the people know, and still love it Shady flow: Johnny Cage, chain flow: Johnny Dang Ben Baller, six bottles, talk with such expensive slang I got geechi on 'em, now they notice a nigga So who that chain change? It ain't both of us nigga I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains And now these geechi mother f-ckers all know my name Geechi on her, came back: a million chains