chano ix - ammo lyrics
(intro)
this sh-t so stupid
my n-gg- we rule this
come f-ck with my crew b-tch
y’all know that we do this
this sh-t so stupid
my n-gg- we rule this
come f-ck with my crew b-tch
y’all know that we do this
(hook)
pull up to the bando
heard he got friends tho
come with the ammo
shoot out the top flo
taking his main hoe
now she my side hoe
counting up my dough
pour up some fo
rolling up big dope
posted in the shed tho
heard you a lame bro
you ain’t got no shows
know that you been broke
i can not help you
you on ya own bro
i just f-ck mad hoes
(verse)
pull up in a blacked out benz
no roof but it got the tint
me and mare
counting all these bands
got thick hoes
bringing all friends
they want me to be they man
i’m like nah b-tch that wasn’t the plan
dead presidents
in both my hands
where my money need that sh-t in advance (aye)
go to the stu i just lose it (aye)
had to give y’all some new sh-t (aye)
pop the trunk got a tool in it
had to make sure i got the extended clip
not a savage ima f-cking gorilla b-tch
tear you apart charles manson sh-t
it’s a shame that it has to come to this
“chano” i know y’all f-ck with him
iced out rolex my timepiece
hoes mad cause i got blue cheese
12 always rolling through my streets
feigns ain’t getting any of my weed
b-tch you better pay don’t say please
sitting at the table with my gs (bukas)
chemical sh-t mix up lean
sip on this sh-t cause it is sweet
(hook)
pull up to the bando
heard he got friends tho
come with the ammo
shoot out the top flo
taking his main hoe
now she my side hoe
counting up my dough
pour up some fo
rolling up big dope
posted in the shed tho
heard you a lame bro
you ain’t got no shows
know that you been broke
i can not help you
you on ya own bro
i just f-ck mad hoes
pull up to the bando
heard he got friends tho
come with the ammo
shoot out the top flo
taking his main hoe
now she my side hoe
counting up my dough
pour up some fo
rolling up big dope
posted in the shed tho
heard you a lame bro
you ain’t got no shows
know that you been broke
i can not help you
you on ya own bro
i just f-ck mad hoes
(verse 2)
it’s funny y’all think
hah
i said it’s funny y’all think
yah
funny y’all think you can hop on my wave
tay k man i’m always winning the race
tu no hablaste with the ak at ya face
hit a lick and then i sh-t on your face
then after ima go and p-ss on your grave
money on my brain i stay in the bank
rollie on my b-tch yeah we the new wave
big -ss mansion with some latina maids
458 with the long driveway
when i make it ima give all my thanks
twitter fingers won’t say it to my face
you keep a pole round yo waist
i’ll take a blade to yo face
i’ll fight a dyk- if that’s the case
you talking sh-t then run them hands
p-ssy n-gg- brought his mans
swear to god i’m off this gas
f-ck
i’m done recording man
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