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lil rae & wee2hard – so many chains lyrics

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[intro: lil rae]
d+mn
(four3va)
so many chains around my neck, godd+mn, i’m still goin’ through slavery
godd+mn
d+mn, d+mn, d+mn

[chorus: lil rae]
pop out the cut, you would think i’m jason
get out on feet, we chase him
heard he want a zip, but we don’t f+ck with him, f+ck ’round and lace him
srt, wide+body bentayga
show her the racks, now she finna get naked
so many chains around my neck, godd+mn, i’m still goin’ through slavery
she call me big poppa, shootin’ sh+t, iguodala
you know that i’m king smoke chaser, man, i want every problem
d+mn, i need every dollar, go ham, you better hide your daughter
walk past your b+tch, she smellin’ our cologne, for a thousand, she finna get slaughtered

[verse: wee2hard]
twin know not to chase this, b+tch, shut up and take d+ck
hop out and erasе sh+t, leave sh+t on the pavеment
you know you ain’t safe, b+tch, we know where you stay, b+tch
hundred thousand, all dubs fresh up out the bank
who you bank with? bank with chase, put that sh+t all in they face
oh, he mad about that ho? ugh, bust all on her face
spray that glizzy just like mace, we be ballin’, no 2k
no tay+k, i do the race, b+tch, it’s weeski and lil rae
can’t forget about lil mon, how you think we got these guns?
we be spinnin’ sh+t for fun, how you run and drop your gun?
fresh as f+ck, i got on marni, what’s in your cup? i’m sippin’ barney
fresh as f+ck, i got on all white, feelin’ kinda godly
[chorus: lil rae]
pop out the cut, you would think i’m jason
get out on feet, we chase him
heard he want a zip, but we don’t f+ck with him, f+ck ’round and lace him
srt, wide+body bentayga
show her the racks, now she finna get naked
so many chains around my neck, godd+mn, i’m still goin’ through slavery
she call me big poppa, shootin’ sh+t, iguodala
you know that i’m king smoke chaser, man, i want every problem
d+mn, i need every dollar, go ham, you better hide your daughter
walk past your b+tch, she smellin’ our cologne, for a thousand, she finna get slaughtered



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