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jack karillo - hand on my chrome lyrics

[intro]
uh+huh, uh+huh
uh+huh, uh+huh
uh+huh
yeah, yeah, yeah, left, right

[pre+chorus]
diamonds they heavy, i don’t got no balance
i f+ck on a b+tch, i get up in her panties
i do the percocets, don’t f+ck with xannies
but kids don’t do drugs, it will f+ck up your sanity
i love my shooters, they always protecting me
hand on the hammer then they get to hammering
i got this cash to take care of my family
brother don’t got to sell rock by the dollar tree

[chorus]
oh, i’m in my zone, hand on my chrome
ain’t what you wa+ant
oh, i’m in my zone, hand on my chrome
ain’t what you wa+ant
oh, i’m in my zone, hand on my chrome
ain’t what you wa+ant
oh, i’m in my zone, hand on my chrome
ain’t what you wa+ant
[verse 1]
skrrt, dirt+bike city
pop a wheelie, b+tch, but i ain’t meek milly
tryin’ to get rich, get to thе nitty+gritty (yeah)
i sleep next to monsters and goblins, thеy with me (eugh)
i love her so i wrote her phrase on her titties (yeah)
no rubber, i wonder if we having kiddies
equip the thirty to the semi, semi
if you want smoke, we got plenty, plenty +beep, beep+
walk around, sticked up (yeah)
mix the raf simmons with the rick owen (yeah)
one text, tongue emoji, now your b+tch gone (yeah)
i ain’t give her tickets but the b+tch front rowin (yeah)
walk in the room, .30 out, gun showin’ (yeah)
make the wrong move, .30 out, gun blowin’ (yeah)
i done took a few perc’ 30s, i’m gone (yeah)
does anybody know what planet i’m on? (yeah)
um, i’m on venus givin’ aliens p+n+s
jack karillo, makavelli, i mean it
diamonds r. kelly, wrist get to peein’ (uh+huh)
your thot from the block and my thot european (uh+huh)
your thot from the block and my thot puerto rican (uh+huh)
cops on the block and i know that they see me (uh+huh)
see me parked in my spot, yeah, the car european (uh+huh)
with a bad girl inside, they mistaked her for riri (yeah, yeah)
[pre+chorus]
diamonds they heavy, i don’t got no balance
i f+ck on a b+tch, i get up in her panties
i do the percocets, don’t f+ck with xannies
but kids don’t do drugs, it will f+ck up your sanity
i love that b+tch and she always protecting me
hand on her waist when she giving me becky
need me a b+tch to take care of the family
want a thot too, can’t be both why can’t it be?

[verse 2]
i’m in my lane, swervin’ (okay, skrrt)
i sip the syrup, i go berserk (go crazy)
f+ckin’ that b+tch, i get under the shirt (uh)
r. kelly with it, ’cause i love to flirt (uh, uh)
all of my b+tches get money, for sure (cha+ching)
yea we get money, for sure (shh)
f+ckin’ the b+tch, i know she insecure (yeah, yeah, yeah)
so when i’m gone, she hit my phone like, “brrt”
yeah, i’m cold (uh)
diamonds on me, they like, “burr” (ghost, ghost)
f+ckin’ that p+ssy, i’m making it purr (yeah)
.40 on me, make the opp b+tches scared (grrah)
ayy, talk to the birds (yeah)
’cause i know that the bird is the word (uh+huh)
while i get rich off these words (yeah)
so i don’t got sell perc’s on the curb, uh (yeah, uh+huh)
i do not sip no don julio
but with this codeine, i’ma splurge, uh (oh+oh)
dread in my hair like i’m coolio
got my gun cool+io on the purge, uh (oh+oh)
i think i’m running my city up, from the block to the burbs (uh+huh)
dirt bike pop, no curve (uh+huh)
cardi b chopper, okurrr (baow)
[pre+chorus]
diamonds they heavy, i don’t got no balance
i f+ck on a b+tch, i get up in her panties
i do the percocets, don’t f+ck with xannies
but kids don’t do drugs, it will f+ck up your sanity
i love that b+tch and she always protecting me
hand on her waist when she giving me becky
cute brunette b+tch say “come hold my hennessy”
ima’ f+ck you when i’m in it it’s a fantasy

[chorus]
oh, i’m in my zone, hand on my chrome
ain’t what you wa+ant
oh, i’m in my zone, hand on my chrome
ain’t what you wa+ant
oh, i’m in my zone, hand on my chrome
aim at your lu+u+ung
oh, i’m in my zone, hand on my chrome
ain’t what you wa+aaa+ant

- jack karillo lyrics

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