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chavo & pi’erre bourne - countertops lyrics

[intro]
(yo, pi’erre, yo, pi’erre)

[chorus]
i never once wrote a statement (nah)
pull out the rolls, wraith+y
on the real, pourin’ up hard drugs (hard, hard)
make them lil’ n+ggas erase you
don’t think you too smart for your own good (what?)
b+tch, it ain’t hard to replace you (word)
peep put me on ex’, lorenzo (okay)
now i’m in there every day dude
granite countertops holdin’ chops (chops), i like to showcase ’em
semi+automatic weapons for opps (opps), even tote ’em on probation
f+ck clubbin’, them hoes comin’ to us (us)
i just sent ’em thе location
f+ck them p+ssies, man, them n+ggas is hidin’
i ain’t got timе to chase ’em

[verse 1]
shoot his spot, it’s a ceremony (it is)
you can smell the goyard leather on me (nice)
in the gamblin’ house with the tenderoni (woo)
bought a new sim card, now trap often (woo)
big four ol’ winters, back off (back off)
on the run with your birdy, track hawkin’ (skrrt)
bathe in the apes, sasquatch
middle finger to the sherif and the marshal
on the bread puttin’ syrup in the bottle
and the scallop shrimp curled in the pasta
he was p+ssed, i had his girl in my roster
range rover autobiography
i’m out of baggies, put it in a napkin (okay)
hit him from the car, he was lacking
send him up to god pre+packaged
fifty in the glitty, we active
[chorus]
i never once wrote a statement (nah)
pull out the rolls, wraith+y
on the real, pourin’ up hard drugs (hard, hard)
make them lil’ n+ggas erase you
don’t think you too smart for your own good (what?)
b+tch, it ain’t hard to replace you (word)
peep put me on ex’, lorenzo (okay)
now i’m in there every day dude
granite countertops holdin’ chops (chops), i like to showcase ’em
semi+automatic weapons for opps (opps), even tote ’em on probation
f+ck clubbin’, them hoes comin’ to us (us)
i just sent ’em the location
f+ck them p+ssies, man, them n+ggas is hidin’
i ain’t got time to chase ’em

[verse 2]
havin’ drug cap
put the gun on the tire by the hubcap
runnin’ the streets with some rugrats
they said, “f+ck school” and they love rap
red iron, the streets and the suburbs (skrrt)
hit the gas and it scream like a newborn (huh)
territory is mine, we can shoot for it (we can)
you lil’ n+ggas not hot, you lukewarm (nah)
in the club and we pour up some henny (some henny)
she wanted dior and the fendi (and the fendi)
and i stick the stick out the box, what’s poppin’? (what’s poppin’?)
i know them boys, they envy
you hear how it roar, no [?] (no [?])
never thought i could ‘ford a bentley
now on my shoulder writin’ tellin’ me b+tches
i’m talkin’ them hoes, specifically (them hoes, them hoes)
[chorus]
i never once wrote a statement (nah)
pull out the rolls, wraith+y
on the real, pourin’ up hard drugs (hard, hard)
make them lil’ n+ggas erase you
don’t think you too smart for your own good (what?)
b+tch, it ain’t hard to replace you (word)
peep put me on ex’, lorenzo (okay)
now i’m in there every day dude
granite countertops holdin’ chops (chops), i like to showcase ’em
semi+automatic weapons for opps (opps), even tote ’em on probation
f+ck clubbin’, them hoes comin’ to us (us)
i just sent ’em the location
f+ck them p+ssies, man, them n+ggas is hidin’
i ain’t got time to chase ’em

- chavo pierre bourne lyrics

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