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t.n.l kj & ssgkobe - chrome heart lyrics

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intro:
uh, ya. mhm mhm, mhm mhm

chorus:
yeah ya, she want a bag okay, i want the racks okay. walk in the bank, okay. she wanna f+ck, okay. too strong i can’t break, too strong i can’t+ monday i got me a rolls, tuesday i’m in that raphe, tuesday i’m in that raphe. she don’t even believe in god, but want a chrome heart, god but want a chrome heart. baby just play you’re job and do your part. don’t need no key fob i push it to start, key fob i push it to start. she don’t even believe in god but want a chrome heart, ha

verse 1:
i’m not gonna show my face no more, yawl n+ggas gone miss me
i fell in love with my b+tch, i fell in love with a gypsy (i lovе you gypsy) and lil b+tch we posted at grandville, i just ordеred tipsy. lil shorty she work on her body, she bad she work a lil [?]. i cannot f+ck with these hoes, they cruel and they full of envy. i pull the stick out of the pool, like pool and them ima empty. no i’m not a k!ller but… please don’t tempt me. ya, my b+tch can’t see the hate she got on fenty. i got to go ahead, moved the pack in. walk in that b+tch with my chrome heart lens. look at my neck, got a cold ass wrist. diamonds they vvs, cold ass bliss. dior pulled up i said pour that tris
arp on me that xd don’t miss. i took a perc and i think i won’t land. molly i feel it its all in my body, all of the drugs in love with the oxy. shorty want to f+ck yeah she want to come top me. i f+cked that hoe man i think her name roxy. i take a perc and i’m taking a roxy, you’re b+tch want to f+ck she want to walk in the party, she turned up yeah yo hoe walk in the party

interlude: oh my god, oh my god he on x games mode. oh my god henry made that? this chrome heart just gone keep getting colder f+ck n+gga… i don’t know what else to tell you

verse 2: bah, spend it on a chrome heart, i make arts just like i’m mozart’s, pockets fat just like they paul blart. why the f+ck these n+ggas talk on me just tryna get me started. i’ll [?] put you’re hands up, put you’re bands up. n+ggas mad because we young and turned and they can’t stand us. luis bag on her swear this b+tch could be a dancer, and she bad had to ask lil mamma where yo mans at? passed out on a flight took a half a xanax. she in love with chrome she so chromatic, imma up that chrome i’m tryna blow the address. yeah, she don’t even believe in god but want a chrome heart, b+tch woah. she don’t even believe in god but want a chrome heart hoe, ugh. she don’t even believe in god but want a chrome heart+



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