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lil chronie - birth of a prodigy lyrics

b+tch, i am a prodigy
i’m takin’ over the world and i’m makin’ this cash
like sh+t was monopoly
all of these bands in my pockets be weighin’ me down
like i’m winnin’ the lottery
if i catch a p+ssy fella talkin’ sweet on me
we givin’ lobotomies
b+tch, don’t you talk down on me
ay, bustin out all my chains like i’m django
you know that lil chronie the goat
i’ma go ahead and creep on all of your b+tches socials
i’m likin’ her posts
all of the b+tches who think that they hard
really just be reusing my flow
got a brand new tennis chain on the wrist, i’m the motherf+cking goat

we hit ’em then go, we do not lose, we stealin’ your shoes
wе takin’ ’em straight off them toes
yеah they gotta go, i’m takin’ a cruise
my hittas don’t do sh+t for show
these b+tches be triflin’, expecting my millie’s
they still be the ratchetest hoes, i’m finna
put yo ass inside a ditch, so ain’t n0body know
my shottas was raised in the street, had no food to eat
they mamas accepting defeat
but none of that stoppin’ me, i be the legacy
i’m coutin’ millies, i’m just 17
i been up inside the park, i’m catchin you lackin’
my goons they be helpin’ me creep
i’m sippin’ all of this codiene, the sh+t it ran through me
unzip my pants takin’ a leak
all them b+tches ask me chronie, “why you f+ckin’ did that”
then i ask ’em “what, you want the bentley or that maybach”, she
always tryna f+ck me, so i pull that f+ckin’ weave back, she
suck so f+ckin’ good she got me askin’ “where yo t++th at”?
b+tch, i am a prodigy
i’m takin’ over the world and i’m makin’ this cash
like sh+t was monopoly
all of these bands in my pockets be weighin’ me down
like i’m winnin’ the lottery
if i catch a p+ssy fella talkin’ sweet on me
we givin’ lobotomies
b+tch, don’t you talk down on me
ay, bustin out all my chains like i’m django
you know that lil chronie the goat
i’ma go ahead and creep on all of your b+tches socials
i’m likin’ her posts
all of the b+tches who think that they hard
really just be reusing my flow
got a brand new tennis chain on the wrist, i’m the motherf+cking goat

bread loaf hittin her up, mommy cling to my d+ck
she done played with ma b+lls like that sh+t was tennis
how do these hoes be the same as my switch?
one be scratched on the code, other scratched on the wrist
lin is my twin, but i don’t f+ck with wren
ain’t no place in my city that i’ve never been
i live in the sewers like my name truman
the following bars will be for willie ben
how you talkin’ sh+t on chronie, you ain’t got no f+ckin’ friends
you ain’t never wash that shirt, the collared kirkwood one that’s red
you ain’t f+ckin’ with no tens, you got no hoes inside your bed
in fact, you’ve been inside my bas+m+nt
in a gimp suit, pulp fiction
we was at alibi, cookin up alibis
askin her is you coming to the match?
andy’s, acura, audi, cadillac
chill on my block, you gone get your ass wacked
k.r.p be a set of the crips, don’t gotta bl!ck
gotta pole on my hip
you ain’t from the hood, boy you ain’t knowin’ sh+t
rippin’ the trig’ ’til i’m hearin’ it cl!ck
b+tch, i am a prodigy
i’m takin’ over the world and i’m makin’ this cash
like sh+t was monopoly
all of these bands in my pockets be weighin’ me down
like i’m winnin’ the lottery
if i catch a p+ssy fella talkin’ sweet on me
we givin’ lobotomies
b+tch, don’t you talk down on me
ay, bustin out all my chains like i’m django
you know that lil chronie the goat
i’ma go ahead and creep on all of your b+tches socials
i’m likin’ her posts
all of the b+tches who think that they hard
really just be reusing my flow
got a brand new tennis chain on the wrist, i’m the motherf+cking goat

- lil chronie lyrics

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