chem klass - mob shit lyrics
[intro: chem klass]
r, e.. r, e…
z!
1st klass
its bigger than i imagined
[bridge: chem klass]
i dont care what he bought
p+ssy boy dont get it like me
(woo! get it right)
n i got the ruga
da boy wan get in my face
ya
iye!
(pu++y boy, he dont really wanna get in my)
(yaa!)
keep my bands
in bags
the money won’t fit in my jeans
(haah?)
never bag a katstacks
u could tell the hoe
get out my face
(haah? yaa!)
ina way
get out my lane
[chorus: chem klass]
i dont care what he bought
p+ssy boi dont get it like me
cuz i seen him tryna get it like me
n i gotta ball hard for the sauce
no soft n+ggas get in my league
couldn’t fit in my team
if its back to the streets again
ill sell pills
juss to stay on my feet
til the money od
the kind of chain i got
he floss
but the boi didn’t get it like me, (get it liiiike)
he ain’t get it like me,(iye!)
[verse 1: chem klass]
feelin like a g o a t
ay
gimme more green
gotta make cheese
enemies i gotta make bleed
leave before the coppers
say freeze
leave a violent scene
if they wanna try n violate me
ill do it silently
(doot! doot! doot!)
roses rise
when violet leaks
ay
casket closed like privacy
need a private beach
n+ggas gotta fly to see
ima star in this climate
ay
money machine
want mines only readin blue dollars
spend it for it reach the deposit
comin from the beach and the projects
all my ap n+ggas mobbin
ay
batman
all my n+ggas robin
gotta tuck ya chain around em
cuz i hurd the street’s talk
[bridge: chem klass]
i dont care what he bought
p+ssy boy dont get it like me
(woo! get it right)
n i got the ruga
da boy wan get in my face
ya
iye!
(pu++y boy, he dont really wanna get in my)
(yaa!)
keep my bands
in bags
the money won’t fit in my jeans
(haah?)
never bag a katstacks
u could tell the hoe
get out my face
(haah? yaa!)
ina way
get out my lane
[chorus: chem klass]
i dont care what he bought
p+ssy boi dont get it like me
cuz i seen him tryna get it like me
n i gotta ball hard for the sauce
no soft n+ggas get in my league
couldn’t fit in my team
if its back to the streets again
ill sell pills
juss to stay on my feet
til the money od
the kind of chain i got
he floss
but the boi didn’t get it like me, (get it liiiike)
he ain’t get it like me,(iye!)
[outro: chem klass]
he ain’t get it like
yea
pu++y boi, he ain’t get it like
he ain’t get it like
he ain’t get it like
yea
pu++y boi, he ain’t get it like
pu++y boi, he ain’t get it like
nah
he ain’t get it like
pu++y boy, he ain’t get it like
nah
he ain’t get it like
nah
pum boy, he ain’t get it like
ya
he ain’t get it like
pu++y boy, he ain’t get it like
nah
pum boy, he ain’t get it like
nah
pum boy, he ain’t get it like
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