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lil king (chicago) - white chalk lyrics

[intro]
play, oh, you want choppers?
talkin’ ’bout sh+t we—
(okay, 9)
see, i write a whole diary about—
see, i write a whole diary about hits

[chorus]
out of town, somewhere, i’m lost (i’m lost), on the hills in a big+ass crib (crib)
i don’t talk ’bout sh+t i bought (uh+uh), half these n+ggas don’t know what it is (know what it is)
b+tch, we really reap them, they not them (not them)
see, i can write a whole diary about hits
i start up the srt, somethin’ serious (somethin’ serious), then i start pushin’ this b+tch like a urus (pushin’ this b+tch like a urus)
out of town, somewhere, i’m lost (i’m lost), on the hills in a big+ass crib (on the hills in a big+ass crib)
i don’t talk ’bout sh+t i bought (i bought), half these n+ggas don’t know what it is (half of these n+ggas don’t know what it is)
b+tch, we really reap, them, they not them (not them)
see, i can write a whole diary about hits (huh)
i start up the srt, somethin’ serious (somethin’ serious), then i start pushin’ this b+tch like a urus (like a urus)

[verse]
a f+ck n+gga play, get tossed (get tossed)
we walk down in white chalk sh+t (white chalk sh+t)
chandeliers all over the house, bad b+tch comin’ in and she say it’s arousin’ (arousin’)
she wanna come f+ck for some dollars (dollars), baby, h+ll nah, you cannot have sh+t (can’t have sh+t)
in a v12 ridin’ with fine sh+t (fine sh+t), somethin’ kitted up ridin’ behind me (uh+huh)
i ran this sh+t up, i need loads and loads, this sh+t automatic (this sh+t automatic)
i touched a lil’ pape’ but i’m still goin’ up to the top, stack it up it’s jurassic (it’s jurassic)
no more bape tees, i’m rockin’ high sh+t (i’m rockin’ high sh+t)
new chanel, lil’ b+tch lovin’ the fashion (come on)
i’m a real top dog when i walk in the mall, i don’t even really think, i just buy sh+t (i don’t really think)
[bridge]
oh, oh, oh (f+ck n+gga)
where my b at? (a f+ck n+gga play)
walk in, white chalk (all the chalk)
we don’t play ’round (we don’t play ’round sh+t)
a f+ck n+gga play, he gon’ feel that— (f+ck n+gga, f+ck n+gga play)
mm, mm, mm (a f+ck n+gga, f+ck n+gga play)
i’m havin’ a— (a f+ck n+gga, f+ck n+gga—)
mm, tape up (you know what it is)

[chorus]
out of town, somewhere, i’m lost, on the hills in a big+ass crib (in a big+ass crib)
i don’t talk ’bout sh+t i bought (i bought), half these n+ggas don’t know what it is (don’t know what it is)
b+tch, we really reap them, they not them (not them)
see, i can write a whole diary about hits (whole diary about hits)
i start up the srt, somethin’ serious (somethin’ serious), then i start pushin’ this b+tch like a urus (then i start pushin’ this b+tch like a urus)
out of town, somewhere, i’m lost (i’m lost), on the hills in a big+ass crib (on the hills in a big+ass crib)
i don’t talk ’bout sh+t i bought (i bought), half these n+ggas don’t know what it is (half of these n+ggas don’t know what it is)
b+tch, we really reap, them, they not them (not them)
see, i can write a whole diary about hits (huh)
i start up the srt, somethin’ serious (somethin’ serious), then i start pushin’ this b+tch like a urus (i start pushin’ this b+tch like a urus)

[outro]
f+ck n+gga play, he get—
f+ck n+gga play, he get chopped
talkin’ ’bout sh+t we did
a f+ck n+gga play, then he get chopped
and i don’t wanna talk ’bout sh+t we did

- lil king chicago lyrics

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