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[intro]
(kishi)
my next chain, i’m goin’ to johnny dang, alright, yeah
my next chain, i’m goin’ to golden sun
my next chain, i’m goin’ to— nah, i ain’t gon’ go there
i might

[chorus]
my next chain, i’m goin’ to icebox
you might see me chillin’ at an nba game up in the skybox
my fiend buy b_lls, he don’t buy rocks
my n_gga ain’t water_whip the dope, i watched him dry_lock it
if you see what’s in my stash, it’d f_ck up your eye socket
what you thought? these amiri jeans, baby, we don’t buy robin’s
went and caught my sale on the south, then the next on hopson
everything that we drop grease, you can tell we poppin’

[verse]
b_tch, i grew up in the jungle, i hunt with the lions
you gotta watch for the rats and thе snakes, ’cause you know they bitin’
lil’ n_gga, keep my hеat on me
if he taller than me, then i’ma have to put my feet on him
treat him like pro tools and i’ma put a beat on him
all the percocets and all the pints of lean, we want ’em
n_gga say he was gonna do what to do? we own him
i’m in cali lookin’ for exotic weed, where the growers?
i was just at the gas station givin’ out testers to the smokers
i was f_cked up she ain’t want me, table turned around and i hoed her
pull some bands out my pocket, change the weather, al roker
i be lendin’ money like a broker, my b_tch the sh_t, your b_tch ain’t sh_t
my b_tch wasn’t sh_t when i met her, so i had to mold her
last b_tch, she a piece of sh_t, i wish i’d never known her
my plug prices cheap, they can’t get no lower
on the highway i was hungry, i got off, i made a stop by culver’s
out of town, no cpl, we still got our blowers
my young dog, he’ll walk you down, he a foot soldier
i’m shootin’ all my shots above the waist, head, stomach, and shoulders
if i send my young dogs to slide, you better take culver
f_ck, i mean take cover
this rap b_tch said she gon’ get me k!lled, she got eight brothers
servin’ in a small hick town where they hate colors
why you get them drugs on—
why you get all them f_ckin’ drugs on consignment that you can’t cover?
relocated to a rich town, but i ain’t b_tter
that dope that you got water_whipped, that sh_t ain’t b_tter
b_tch, you got parkay, i got land of the lakes b_tter
i knew scoot was tellin’ the truth to me ’cause he ain’t stutter
i ain’t gotta worry ’bout if he gon’ shoot for me, and we ain’t brothers
i’ll k!ll you over any one of my siblings that got the same mother
i used to be in love with this b_tch, but i ain’t love her
do that make sense?
i was taught if it ain’t ’bout no money, it don’t make sense
my n_gga got a job up in prison, he only make cents
d_mn, that sh_t f_cked up
high as h_ll, cussin’ this dumb b_tch out, smokin’ dum dums
got too many hoes, i don’t love one
looked up at the sky, it got me thinkin’ ’bout my loved ones
i know my daddy see me, i’m like, “look what your son done”
fiend asked me, “do you sell dope?” i’m like uh_uh
in other words, that mean h_ll nah
can’t believe i changed my phone number, i almost fell off
now i’m talkin’ sh_t in the booth and i’m well_off
bought all this weed just to smoke, i turned my scale off
b_tch, i sell bullies, i don’t sell dog
in other words, i guess i sell, dog
red or the purp’, i don’t know what to sell dog
my b_tch came in heat, my next chain gon’ be off sellin’ dogs
[chorus]
my next chain, i’m goin’ to icebox
you might see me chillin’ at an nba game up in the skybox
my fiend buy b_lls, he don’t buy rocks
my n_gga ain’t water_whip the dope, i watched him dry_lock it
if you see what’s in my stash, it’d f_ck up your eye socket
what you thought? these amiri jeans, baby, we don’t buy robin’s
went and caught my sale on the south, then the next on hopson
everything that we drop grease, you can tell we poppin’

- grindhard e

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