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croosh - chronicle (remix) lyrics

[intro: indica]
rolling up a blunt before i go
this is just another chronicle

[verse 1: croosh]
look
i do a lot with a little bit
b-tch i got bars like imprisonment
go off the top like a yamaka
she blowin me like a sonoka
lsd up in my bloodstream
they say that god don’t like ugly
look at the sky right above me
pray to the sky right above me
ok
no you don’t bite but you bark a lot
we can take it to the parking lot (let’s go)
they look at me like a underdog
i made that b-tch do a somersault
this is just another chronicle
aye
this is just another chronicle
aye
this is just another part of it
yea
this is just
aye

[verse 2: croosh]
i had to let go of the ego
but that sh-t just came right back to me
i’m tryna be like the beatles
not just a local celebrity
i am the wave i keep tellin em
hey
tsunami, tsunami
ok
i got broads in abu dhabi (i do)
wanna gimmie the punani
oo
priorities, taking priority
think i slayed the whole sorority
f-ck
went from ignoring me to wantin’ more of me
they said i read that accordingly
going up like a balloon full of helium
i just don’t know where the ceiling is
d-mn, d-mn
but i got a feeling that soon i’ll be swimming in millions
yuh

[verse 3: indica]
take my time
take my risk
yuh
pockets fat, cash on thick
yuh
wash my hands, fl!ck my wrist
yuh, yuh
b-tch i’m bad
yuh
life on lit
yuh
cash on cash, checks on me
drugs on drugs next to me
hoes on hoes s-x on me
all designer belts on me
f-ck out my face, you sleep and you late
yuh
gated community
yuh, yuh
open the gate
yeah
my new b-tch a phase
[?] my fade
tie up a lace
i’m winning that race
yuh
two tings hot and they touch to me
face on fleek, fit on [?]
5-star n-gga but the b-tch want denny’s
young fly n-gga with the hand on henny
ahh-yuh
yuh
i swear i’m gon eat today
i f-ck up the beat today
she back on my leash today
i’m not feeling cheap today
i feel like a beast today
she wanna come meet today
i don’t want that beef today

[chorus: indica]
i do a lot with a little bit
i do a lot with a little bit
i do a lot with a little bit
i do a lot with a little bit
i do a lot with a little bit
i do a lot with a little bit
i do a lot with a little bit
i do a lot with a little bit
i do a lot with a little bit
i do a lot with a little bit
i do a lot with a little bit
i do a lot
ok

[outro: croosh]
i do a lot with a little bit
b-tch i got bars like imprisonment
go off the top like a yamaka
she blowin me like a sonoka
lsd up in my blood-
they say that god don’t like ugly
look at the sky right, sky right
pray to the sky right above me
no you don’t bite but you bark a lot
we can take it to the parking lot
let’s go, go
look at me like the underdog
i made that b-tch do a somersault

- croosh lyrics

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