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All of my brothers with me, they rockin' that Chrome Hearts (Yeah) All of my thots they love me, they bang my phone- (Yeah) Sleep, shots, yeah, I been on pills all day M.I.A We turn up a notch, we turning it- sick Ride round that bitch with a- yeah, blick Took me the ecstasy, I'm high, can't even sit And this chain so heavy, I'ma die, Glock sit on my hips (Say) I'm driving around this city, and I posted a V.I.P It be your own city that'll kill you, like R.I.P Nip I went with this bitch, picked up that fire, I bought me the ship (Yeah) I'm chillin' up at the Ritz, so that they call me Chip (Yeah) Pour a four up in my soda, just so I can dip Walked inside the pent and posted on my hip I told you to make a rack, I don't need none of your help My wrist livin' underwater, might as well call this kelp Sleep, shots, yeah, I been on pills all day M.I.A A jumpman could beat your head Every last one of my bitches love on me And I hate to say it, but I'm horny And they just lick on, all of me I went and put my wrist on, no degree (Yeah) I went put my rich on, with no degrees Bitch gon' die then go to heaven Letras de cancionesAll of my pockets really filled up with some knots, yeah, bitch they really breaded Any time I told you I was talkin' shit, better know I really meant it I can't even with my time with a broke bitch, nah she can't spend a penny Got another verse, it ain't all independent, yeah (Yeah) Got another verse, got another pendant on me I just left the earth, until they landed on me I just told her pull up, and break it down on me How the hell you pull up, then go turn around on me All of my brothers with me, they rockin' that Chrome Hearts (Yeah) All of my thots they love me, they bang my phone- (Yeah) Sleep, shots, yeah, I been on pills all day M.I.A We turn up a notch, we turning it- sick Ride round that bitch with a- yeah, blick (What?) Took me the ecstasy, I'm high, can't even sit And this chain so heavy, I'ma die, Glock sit on my hips (Say) I'm driving around this city, and I posted a V.I.P It be your own city that'll kill you, like R.I.P Nip I went with this bitch, picked up that fire, I bought me the ship (Yeah) I'm chillin' up at the Ritz, so that they call me Chip (Yeah) Pour a four up in my soda, just so I can dip Walked inside the pent and posted on my hip I told you to make a rack, I don't need none of your help My wrist livin' underwater, might as well call this kelp Sleep, shots, yeah, I been on pills all day M.I.A A jumpman could beat your head Every last one of my bitches love on me And I hate to say it, but I'm horny And they just lick on, all of me I went and put my wrist on, no degree (Yeah) I went put my rich on, with no degrees From Letras Mania