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tee banks - chokehold lyrics

[chorus]
wanted ah band so i got it i hada use my d-mn noggin b-tch i’m the plug like ah socket gotta get it only option hoes want me cause i’m popping old friends steady plotting wanted ah band so i got it i hada use my d-mn noggin b-tch i’m plug like ah socket gotta get it only option hoes want me cause i’m popping old friends steady plotting wanted ah band so i got it i hada use my d-mn noggin b-tch i’m the plug ah like ah socket gotta get it only option

[verse 1]
300 on my waist pants sag never really gave ah f-ck
skipping school, being cool, breaking rules
aye it’s time to change it up
old friends want ah feature no good phone rang i hang it up
whole team at the top never stopping really not the same as us
gucci, loui, prada, paying top dollar tryna press ah broke hoe
got the game on lock combination little n-gga choke hold
i dun bent ah couple times never changed up cause i don’t fold
5k on my t–th hoe i got braces not no gold mold
been gone for ah minute now i’m back hada get my mind right
lights shinning on me watch my every move
now i’m in the limelight
“yo time coming” brody i know i just hope the time right
yeah the time right

[bridge]
’cause i been down for so long
and i’m just tryna come back up
i don’t smoke on no spliffs
so i write hits no purple cups
they been sleeping for some years
bro it’s to wake em up yeah wake em up

[verse 2]
’cause i’m perfecting my craft it’s f-ck the love man
i need me ah bag
been bout ah minute since i talked to my dad
done with the love 100 bands in my stash
need me ah milli and want it in cash
don’t wanna f-ck got no time to just smash
wet aquafina ah pool yeah she splash
i’m riding solo my bible on dash
my b-tch gotta offer more then ah fat -ss
weed not my issue i p-ss on the gas
skrt in the foreign then i hit the dab
i tip the strippers put bread on they tab
for that number 1 spot i’ma kick i’ma stab
cooking up hits b-tch i stay in the lab
just like ah dike, i don’t leave without strap
all of shooters gone shoot they gone clap
wearing designer the truth is you flat
back out the cuts gotta gift hoe i rap
b-tch when i see you i don’t want no dap
n-ggas be fronting bro take off yo cap
h-lla fake flexing do sh-t for the snap
been woke never sleeping i need me ah nap
plotting on n-ggas put city on map
goat of the mud little n-gga that’s facts
i am a god i write that sh-t in caps

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