a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

chip – sparko lyrics

[intro]
lemons
uh!
[chorus]
wedding cake gelato
blue chevs im sparko
from you see me in my shades im high
he had some regular weed
some lemon ami or cheese
i told him hit one of these and get right
chillin’ watchin’ narco
big zoot im sparko
feet up on a friday night (lounging)
i get high with my homies
i get high on my lonely
smokey im on a friday vibe

[verse 1]
birthday give me wedding cake yea loud (uh)
just turned 28 g thats a ounce (uh)
neighbours complainin’ cah its always so loud
thats the music and the weed yeah they know when im about (uh)
monday when she hit me plane mode in the clouds (uh)
friday now an shawty wan link said im down (uh)
boujee little baddie started moaning bout me smokin’
baby hate the smell of weed you better go back to your house (uh)
cancel that jawn and call up a next chick (uh)
nuttin’ like a big spliff, neck and netflix (uh)
start with your food you haffi shot a next ting (uh)
cali in the country got some shottas extinct (uh)
used to smoke amnesia had to leave that in the past (uh)
might forget your birthday still remember all my bars (uh)
women like weed got different flavours on me dawg (uh)
crush dat strap dat light dat bark up

[chorus]
wedding cake gelato
blue chevs im sparko
from you see me in my shades im high
he had some regular weed
some lemon ami or cheese
i told him hit one of these and get right
chillin’ watchin’ narco
big zoot im sparko
feet up on a friday night (lounging)
i get high with my homies
i get high on my lonely
smokey im on a friday vibe

[verse 2]
hopped out the ride see the smoke from the car dawg
chippy im a star dawg cali over star dawg
n-ggas wanna start arms too high for that (uh)
i dont wanna talk i get too high to chat (uh)
shottas can’t give me shy food my names chippy
if its light for the price boy i got my own digies
chip you ain’t a trapper though how you know this weed stuff
n-ggas can’t bump me only through a speaker
if you love bill spliff keep a bill kit
i never ever ask a n-gga if hes got chip
i hit this dank they say its bad for my health but
no ones got me like i got myself (uh)
i dont really see myself quittin’ these times (nah)
i can see me 70 two three fives (uh)
women like weed got different flavours on me dawg (uh)
crush it then we strap it then we light it then we bark up

- chip lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS