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chase ritches - entitled lyrics

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ent-tled

pre-hook

i get what i want

when i want

eat a instrumental

only leaving what i didn’t want

baby let me hit it

said she dropped ya cause ya’ did it wrong

hit it wrong

living how i’m living girl don’t get involved

im ent-tled

hook

baby i’m so ent-tled

why you acting surprised

lil mama its in the t-tle

open wallets and commas

and thats before my arrival

my friends turned into rivals

maybe cause i’m ent-tled

one more time sing it

baby i’m so ent-tled

why you acting surprised

lil mama its in the t-tle

open wallets and commas

and thats before my arrival

my friends turned into rivals

ok its cause im ent-tled

verse 1

n-gga try it wit another crew

lying isn’t comfortable

and doesn’t always cover you

but people sick of hearing truth

and now its hard stomach you

im benjamin b-tton

kept it 100 since i was 1 or 2

look homie i been smashed

but only cause she wanted to

now she bring receipts up but

this d-ck is not refundable

busy i chase racks ritchey don’t chase fads

but get it twisted im sn-tching

fake bags off of each and every one of you

stone cold chokehold mic k!ller

tight raps mike jack night thriller

yall sweet life saver

want i beef well i cater

23 a perfect year to get it

like mic’s paper

im ent-tled

verse 2

give it up to me

woulda made a k!lling

them feelings didn’t f-ck wit me

matter fact i wouldn’t feel em’

it was up to me

they ain’t down they

just tryna see whats up wit me

woulda been left, woulda been dipped

woulda been fed

money got these n-ggas

switching up like its ben ten

i don’t really wanna be an -ssh0l-

but i gotta keep it straighter

than a flag pole

h-lla faded by fella elevated

making elevators

just another motherf-ckin’ h-ssle

never waited by fellas

h-lla jaded tell a hater that he

lamer than his motherf-ckin’ satchel

n-gga ritches isn’t in it

i can guaran-f-ckin-tee you

n-ggas isn’t f-ckin’ wit it

f-ck the clout im out if

it ain’t bout some chips or

bout bout some b-tches

he don’t f-ckin’ close his mouth

and he gon’ see about some st-tches

we don’t give a foe a peep

until he intervene with business

i don’t give a hoe a thing

until she drop it for my n-ggas

baby i’m so ent-tled



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