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chrxmediamonds - renevant lyrics

[verse 1: chrxmediamonds!]
b+tch i went too berserk, had to go straight to the doctor
choppa sing, let it work, choppa sing like it’s a opera
b+tch i’m smoking on this turk, i ain’t taking what you offer
i stay putting in this work, all this swag b+tch i’m the author
i got different types of weed, but i won’t smoke if it ain’t exotic
i got different types of hoes that be bugging off narcotics
i got 20 different flows, and ain’t none of them neurotic
i can’t smoke too much of that, the sh+t i smoke be too hypnotic
i can’t go through the front, i’ma go straight through the back door
when i seen that dude outside, he was running on the track floor
homie bought a new switch, he gon use that to attack more
all i do is f+cking work, what the f+ck am i gon slack for?
keep that watch on my wrist, that sh+t costed like a rack
hit that boy with a bat, that gon make his bones crack
knife on side like a hunter, i just try not to lack
once he mess up and he trip, we gon fold him in this pack
that glock came with a switch, it gon hit you in your face
this 30 came with a clip, i stuff racks up in my safe
we gon throw him in a ditch, and we gonna leave no trace
yeah this choppa shoot hollow tips, it’s gon make that boy go mia
yeah my double cup stay all red but that sh+t be purple on a different day
yeah we ran up quick and i put him out the place, got him out the way
yeah i kicked that boy outside cause he a b+tch, why would he stay?

[verse 2: vybez}
was making all this money then i put it on the bank
i’m with chrxme, we like four deep, yeah we in a tank
sending shots over, hmm, hmm, but that sh+t ain’t blank
said these n+ggas fake, these n+ggas opposition yeah
i cannot condone them, yeah
got a patek shining on my wrist
i’ma take that hoe, i’ma make my own beat
i’ma sip on some lean, i’ma sip on some tris
yeah i walk with the gang, yeah i rock with the clique
been doing this sh+t, been doing this
been making this money, been making this
i’m with chrxme, yeah, that’s my twin, fosho
pouring up a four in a four liter bottle
i could walk the runway, b+tch i look like a model
like i’m in fast & furious, going fast on the throttle
and she riding on me, that b+tch f+ck, got her a saddle
i been going dizzy, yeah, acting spontaneous at times
spinning out of control, i don’t feel fine
high off these drugs, i can’t cope, uh, huh, huh
yeah i need motherf+ckin’ meds, uh, huh, huh
f+ck 12, f+ck the f+ckin’ feds
i been counting all this cash, h+ll yeah, i get the bread
lit his body up with lead, lit his body with the gat
yeah

- chrxmediamonds lyrics

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