Letra de Chronic
(Yeah)

Spend that money, throwin' bands, nigga be on it, she was tryna throw it like, "Yeah"
Throw a few bands on the rock, now a nigga two-toned it when the racks came in the mail
Laid back, know a nigga be rollin' up chronic, throw a 3.5 on the scale
Throwed as hell, you would think I be smokin' on comet, throw a few bands on the grills

Good seein' games on the floor (Floor)
Broke as hell, so I had to take a dub
Niggas callin', I had to put 'em on hold
I came and now I'm in that mode, nigga (Mode)
Walk in, a nigga too smooth with it (Okay)
Bend it over, she throw with it, uh
I put my leg up and groove in it
You talkin' 'bout a lot, how you move in it?
Finna pour up this double cup, we be so faded
Gots to go, talkin' 'bout she be jaded
Diamonds on me, last year, they was plated
Rollin' thrax, young nigga elevated (Elevated)
Money comin' in, yeah, I had to flip it
She be doin' anything, so I had to tip her
Have me passin' out off that soul gripper
She be thick as a bitch, so I had to hit her, ayy

Spend that money, throwin' bands, nigga be on it, she was tryna throw it like, "Yeah" (Ayy, oh)
Throw a few bands on the rock, now a nigga two-toned it when the racks came in the mail (Uh, look)
Laid back, know a nigga be rollin' up chronic, throw a 3.5 on the scale (Woah, woah)
Throwed as hell, you would think I be smokin' on comet, throw a few bands on the grills (Ooh, yeah)

Roadrunnin', 200 on the dash
Roll the window down, blowin' out gas
Might hit my lil' pose when that ho flash
Throw an eighth for the low, the bitch go fast
Outside with the money on me
Outside with them bustdown VVs
You know I had to show the OG
You know I had to flood the AP
Niggas be fed, they police, uh
Iced my wrist, Rollie
Want a good girl, holy
Pop me an X, OD (Oh)

Can't lie, a nigga be cravin' it
That shit feel crazy
Diamonds hit, light all the grave in it (Woah)

Spend that money, throwin' bands, nigga be on it, she was tryna throw it like, "Yeah"
Throw a few bands on the rock, now a nigga two-toned it when the racks came in the mail
Laid back, know a nigga be rollin' off chronic, throw a 3.5 on the scale
Throwed as hell, you would think I be smokin' on comet, throw a few bands on the grills
Laid back, know a nigga be rollin' off chronic, throw a 3.5 on the scale
Throwed as hell, you would think I be smokin' on comet, throw a few bands on the grills (Yeah, yeah)