j neat - chances lyrics
[chorus: swishh]
i’m not a rapper but i’m taking these chances
i spent four bands on these glasses
i’m way to high don’t think i’m landing
i’m way to high i’m outta the planet
head tap, we get ’em vanished
d.o.a that sh+t get graphic
and this xd it came plastic
how you cross me you ain’t catholic
so if i lift that b+tch i blast it
cram him like steve francis
[verse 1: swishh]
he don’t step, he get cold feet
knock off the top, knock off the cuffie
and you can’t hang, you ain’t certi’
my name not james, but baby i’m worth it
i stay wit’ a stick like them blind folks
he tried to diss the gang now he a john doe
hunnid bands right off this trap phone
gotta watch them n+ggas or you get back door, aye
agg man madе some money off td, aye
walk up on a n+gga, hе won’t see me, aye
watch his head splat, now he on the t.v
and this glock hold 16 like a cc
[chorus: swishh]
i’m not a rapper but i’m taking these chances
i spent four bands on these glasses
i’m way to high don’t think i’m landing
i’m way to high i’m outta the planet
head tap, we get ’em vanished
d.o.a that sh+t get graphic
and this xd it came plastic
how you cross me you ain’t catholic
so if i lift that b+tch i blast it
cram him like steve francis
[verse 2: j neat]
aye, aye, aye
how you shooting wit’ your eyes closed?
aye, aye, aye
in the trap i make the nine go
aye, aye, aye
send that n+gga to where god knows
b+tches out the condo
i’m ballin’ like i’m lonzo
they can’t even drip like me
40 on my hip wit’ me
send ’em to the cemetery
j neat who they wanna be
you the student let me teach
made like eight bands in the week
we got drugs like pharmacy
like piano play wit’ keys
aye, aye, aye
in them trenches where you can’t go
aye, aye, aye
and my shooters on commando
aye, aye, aye
we got sticks we got ammo
aye, aye, aye
run up on me get dismantled
[chorus: swishh]
i’m not a rapper but i’m taking these chances
i spent four bands on these glasses
i’m way to high don’t think i’m landing
i’m way to high i’m outta the planet
head tap, we get ’em vanished
d.o.a that sh+t get graphic
and this xd it came plastic
how you cross me you ain’t catholic
so if i lift that b+tch i blast it
cram him like steve francis
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