chynna – glen coco lyrics
[intro]
daaaaaaamn…
shout out my marino gang n-ggas
a$ap mob n-ggas…
maxx b., max g…
saan and naj, and everybody the f-ck else…
they be like ‘chizzy where you at?’
[verse]
you know i’m all on my busy sh-t
bought up the dkny on my illy sh-t
them b-tches fake but yo this what it really is
swerving on freeways on philly sh-t
all on some silly sh-t
gulping the brown, got no etiquette
my sh-t ridiculous
start to finish i be k!lling sh-t baby
pull out the lambo to park the mercedes
whip game all crazy because of
my cadence, my flow, and my bars, and my shows, and my placements
bugatti, ferrari, then maserati
these b-tches is foreign but so is my property
all of these b-tches got corny -ss properties
ugly, moody, poor as a pauper be
all tryna copy me can’t afford parts of me
i was too humble
i was too modest
i let y’all sleep on the months of the progress
waking y’all up with y’all own corny watches
cuz my sh-t so silent forget where my watch went
and so many diamonds can’t tell what the time is
all in my sp-ce i be asking where tom is
training these b-tches like thomas
whole crew behind us but they in bahamas
i told them to chill get the f-ck out the projects
cuz when you legit and you all on your sh-t
vacation is valid the trap always lit
anyway i been out stacking my paper
tryna get richer and richer and richer
so now i charge a couple racks for a picture
and picture me months ago, nothing no dough
just some kool-aid in pitchers, sharing with n-ggas
now it’s like figure
i’m making these figures
cuz they like my figure in dresses and sneakers
and for future reference don’t ask for no features
i don’t give a f-ck and i never will neither
they ain’t believe that your girl had that either
now i wear louboutins with my adidas
still chiefin keef like i’m wiz khalifa
no being boujie, i grind til i’m bleeding
and that’s the blunt truth that you n-ggas be needing
thinking sh-t sweet ’til you taste what we dealing
that molly real bitter it might get you fiening
battling demons and falling on cement
might have you dreaming, might have you screaming
bars, not the molly, i know i be scheming
i’m k!lling these n-ggas and i got good reason
these suckas been winning i don’t like the feeling
i know i’m a goddess but don’t catch no feelings
i’m just being honest, i got too much realness
whoo!
they ain’t even peep that n-gga
they ain’t even peep that i was on my street swag n-gga
they ain’t even see that i be really where i speak at
i could take the f-ckin’ streets back n-gga
sh-ttin’ where you eat -ss n-gga
creepin’ where you sleep -ss n-gga
never could be my guy
you’ll be going bye bye n-gga
no lie my n-gga
don’t try my n-ggas
all black on cuz they really ride my n-ggas
not cuz it’s stylish i promise my n-gga
pay ya homage little b-tch i’ll k!ll ya
and don’t ever wonder
don’t really know you if you lacking on my number
all very simple
chynna so chillin, nah chynna so gentle
should’ve been k!lled you but buddha insisted i wait til
i’m perfect i couldn’t resist it
it’s over for n-ggas…
in soho with brobro cash out on the denim (all white)
them b-tches ain’t want it
them b-tches ain’t wait it ’til they saw me in it (all right)
my vision my vision you can’t see my plans boy
y’all n-ggas know guns but forgot bout your hands boy
i’m stunting on you, your crew, and your man
i would say your chick but she clay in my hands
quicker than sand i hope you understand
not to be f-cked with i’m changing your plans
and don’t touch my chains
and don’t touch my braids
and don’t touch my money, you’ll touch a nice fade
it’s like everyday it’s a new f-cking wave
new f-cking story, some new f-cking slaves
new f-cking questions bout who’s new today
who’s compet-tion and who’s in my way
who’s who in music don’t matter to me cuz i’m giving these styles and this crack all for free
it’s like i’m a dragon i’m balling like z
it’s like i’m a simpson apu all the strings (apu all the strings)
it’s like i’m a simpson apu all the strings (apu all the strings)
it’s like i’m a simpson ah…
you know i’m all on my busy sh-t
bought up the dkny on my illy sh-t
them b-tches fake but yo this what it really is
swerving on freeways on philly sh-t
all on some silly sh-t
gulping the brown, got no etiquette
my sh-t ridiculous
start to finish i be k!lling sh-t baby
[outro]
d-mn…
start to finish i be k!lling sh-t baby
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