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gunna - chips lyrics

[intro]
(smoke)

[verse]
pringles and lays, got h_lla chips
bought a big ole’ white house with these presidents
i went invaded my residence
f_ck up a check, i ain’t celibate
i got some stones in my rollie bezel
it’s the big ole’ big face, yeah, the presidential
vvs ice, yeah that’s my credential
how you come to the spot and ain’t got no pistol
i spit this sh_t from the nosebleeds
’bout to go put some ice in my gold t__th
yo’ b_tch gave me face like a goatee
i’ma dog and these hoes ain’t got no leash
i’ma drip on a bih’ like a slow leak
got some more choppers, say they want more beef
threw some racks on the [?] k_o_d
let her sneak and go geek with her homie (uh)
that money my main b_tch
cartier green and the red tint
got it out of the mud, put my hands in
watch me pull up, hop out of that new bent’
i ain’t hot_boxin’, got the new car scent
stop the copyin’, come wit’ yo’ own sh_t
that new car, bet it come with its own kit
’bout to call up yo’ b_tch, give her long d_ck
[open verse]

- gunna

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