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obn jay - chess not checkers كلمات الأغنية

[chorus]
i stay in my lane i don’t do too much talking, cuz a lot of these n-ggas be p-ssy
i’m watching my phone all the fake love calling
i’m high as a b-tch i been smoking on cookies
been doing this a while i am not a rookie
you know i pull up and turn up when they book me
they see me in public they smiling and looking
they gave me a chance and i hurried and took it
you working like checkers not chess
i can’t wait till the day i can fly in a jet
i’m alone whenever i flex
i been doing my sh-t obn up next
i carry my bread like i carry my vest
i been stacking so long i collected my checks
we clutch on the glizzy’s and yoppa’s and tec’s
so crossing lil jay u trippin lil b-tch

[verse]
u one at a time like a free throw
i be stepping alone ask huncho and nemo
watching u b-tch like peep holes
y’all stay on my d-ck like some stupid -ss free throws
never hated on no n-gga i don’t know how
if u see me getting blunted just know it’s that loud
i been high as a b-tch i been all in the clouds
ar got no kick but that b-tch go bow
i like to rock that bape sh-t
when i’m chillin that’s that ape sh-t
i got hot as a b-tch straight out of school call it that may sh-t
i stick to myself cuz i can’t tolerate that fake sh-t
cross the line watch how quick we cut up
that misbehave sh-t
i’m working declining my calls
been recording for hours can’t talk rn
everybody want flex then just ball
but get mad as a b-tch when they get rawed out
i spend a bag when i step in the mall
i remember playing ball
i was hooping for pounds
me and deeno was raw
we wasn’t even that tall
2 n-ggas who struggle
give no f-cks at all

[verse 2]
flex down in the kitchen what up
free world i’m 18 i’m just chasing my buzz
b-tch looking go ask him what up
100 rounds in the drac ill tear this b-tch up
got 745 that’ll sneak in the club
i’m jumping and singing with all of my thugs
i greet em with daps and i greet em with hugs
b-tch i’m feeling like gates yes ma’am yessir top down when i float through the bottom
all of my youngins be clutching
they upping them yoppas if you got a problem
you better be cool fore we open yo m-ffin, he trippin he drunk i caught him in ruffins’
i know that i’m blessed they say that i’m lucky
smoking a big ole blunt with bubba and puffy
we throw up them four’s then holla f-ck it
got 23 on my shoes
and i got a 30 stick so whenever i move
ima eat whatever you choose
any beat that you pick ima give it the blues
all of my youngins pop up on the news
and it ain’t the n-gga’s who there it’s the n-ggas that shoot
glock 23′ this b-tch go boom, boom, chook boom

- obn jay

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