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chloe bands – profits lyrics

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im making a profit
im making deposits
im counting up hunnids
u counting up nothing

chasing this money
im chasing a bag
these b#tches be talking
they dont got no stash
i had to trap in the trap

i had to find my own wave
i had to find my own way

ohhhh

you see me in gucci see me louis im wilding out in da store
these n#ggas be talking about me
cause they cannot talk to me nomore
dub a f#ck n#gga he out the door

left a f#ck n#gga im back on my sh#t
im back in my glow
these b#tches be chatting ill pull up and we could go blow for blow
no competition no toe to toe

all of these n#ggas bluffin
my brother will shoot u for nothing
was letting off shots with my cousins
look at lil chloe she buzzin

hoes wanna see if i own or im leasing
hoes wanna see if im capping or eating
said ima do it they didn’t believe me
they ain’t believe me

the people that laughed i know they regret it
all of the beef they try to dead it
i got em back already
back out a chop and im ready
these b#tches be soft like spaghetti
drink all the lean til im deady
im back on my sh#t and im ready

im making a profit
im making deposits
im counting up hunnids
u counting up nothing

chasing this money
im chasing a bag
these b#tches is talking
they dont got no stash
i had to trap in the trap

i had to find my own wave
i had to find my own way

ohhh yea

some of these trappers done told
im a lil savage on go
all of yo n#ggas gone fold
im that lil b#tch on the roads

im that lil b#tch with the pros
pull up extendo you know im gone blow
im that lil haitian im catching these zoes

n#gga im solid yo b#tch is a problem
im f#cking up commas these n#ggas can’t stop us
all of my n#ggas on go
none of my b#tches gone fold

i get the money im out of site
shoot this sh#t up like a parasite
flex on these b#tches with dirty bikes
louboutins on me they filled with spikes
flex on these b#tches with dirty bikes
louboutins on me they filled with spikes
louboutins on me

ohhhhhh

f#cking up touchys and chase
my man just pulled up in a wraith
i get that money all day just stay out my way
these hoes talking sh#t imma spray

f#ck on your man he gone stay
barking on you he put you in your place

i come thru i geek and i leave
b#tches ain’t flexing on me
i pull up with foreigns and gs

b#tches know me gotta get the bread
counting hundreds and fiftys , keep it tucked under my bed
see i was slaying all these stores like i’m on a f#cking sled
n#ggas try to zoe me they get shot up in they head

see i ain’t with the politics i’m only into getting bread
little ole me chloe ducking from the feds
i be missing lil keisha she was always with the dreads
and we ran it up crazy cause she always brang me heads

b#tches moving crazy they get shot up in they face x2

see i be into making money all these b#tches making friends

and dont you forget about all that sh#t that i just said

yea

said ima do it and i did it

said ima do it and i did it

said ima do it and i did it

said ima do it and i did it

said ima do it and i did it

said ima do it and i did it

- chloe bands lyrics

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