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chrxmediamonds - exotic lyrics

[intro: vybez]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah (yeah, yeah)
yeah (yeah, yeah)
yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, hollup)

[verse 1: vybez]
whippin’ that brand new subaru
subaru, yeah, subaru, yeah, uh huh
got a baddie over at the corner, yeah i’m tryna make a move
got these hunnids all over the table, yeah i’m gonna count it, yuh
i’ma count it up, i’ma count it up, i’ma count it, yuh
yeah, we f+ckin’ sh+t, we f+ckin’ sh+t, we f+ckin’ sh+t up
that’s the mileage for real, yeah
[?]
uh huh, diamonds on my neck [?]
got this b+tch all over me, yeah, and she f+ckin’ with
got this b+tch all over me, she tryna f+ck my friend
all these n+ggas got beef, man they tryna make amends
f+ck all these motherf+ckers, yeah, yeah they not my friend
posted up with chrxmediamonds!, yeah we runnin’ this hoe
i got a gun buss on my hip, yeah that boy gonna get some rain
i be doing this sh+t everyday, 24/7, do it all the time
i got n+ggas acting fugazi, man they f+ckin’ lying
i got all these n+ggas, they be shady, yeah they motherf+ckin’ [?]
and i’m over here at the motherf+ckin’ state building, yeah i’m at the top
yeah i been doin’ this sh+t for 2 years, yeah you cannot start
and everybody want my swag, yeah, yeah they wanna ride me
my fame, for my swag, and my chain, tryna ride
bought my clothes, for this sh+t, that i bought, tryna ride
brought my girl for this sh+t, i brought her, tryna ride
i got n+ggas hating on me, even though they fans
[verse 2: chrxmediamonds!]
yeah
you seen the weed that sh+t is exotic
f+ck that hoe, i do what i can
when i pull up, i’m smoking on chronic, put her to the side cause she just a fan
if i like that hoe then i get the digits, then i go link up, after i land (yeah, yeah, yeah)
interfere, i get high, f+ck a tan (f+ck a tan)
i’ma smoke till i die, that’s the plan (that’s the plan)
i done hit, it feel like nothing but i’m playing her (yeah)
run the gtr, yeah, b+tch i’m slaying her
yeah
i pulled up and my pockets big (yeah), they be stuffed from holding these racks (yeah)
in the venue i smoke me a cig (yeah), then i roll myself up a lil pack (uh huh)
you don’t think i know what you did (yeah), i just know that you gon stab my back (on god)
yeah, i just pulled up, think the weed too strong (too strong)
i just left, i did 24 songs (yeah, yeah)
know i pull up, we gon do nothing wrong (yeah, yeah)
yeah (yeah)
i just hopped up in the gle, beamer
walk up in that b+tch i’m blasting “fentanyl”, a screamer (on god)
we gon hit the door, and the bank, i’m a schemer
and when i get that check, we go where the grass is greener
yeah, yeah
if i want that sh+t, i’ma go up and take it (yeah)
i’m with yo hoe and she b+tt booty naked (yeah)
i just took a trip to new york, and i hit the jeweler, those diamonds i paid it
they already know that the music is fire, they don’t gotta listen, they know that i made it yeah
[outro: chrxmediamonds!]
we puffin’ on chronic, yeah
the weed is exotic

- chrxmediamonds lyrics

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