Testo Chrome Heart Lens - Lil Tracy
Testo della canzone Chrome Heart Lens (Lil Tracy), tratta dall'album Designer Talk 2
Yeah
Leggo, leggo
This bitch got a boyfriend but she fucking (woo)
I came five minutes ago but I look down and she still sucking (she still sucking)
I got a heart inside of my chest but I feel nothing (but I feel nothing)
I got chrome heart inside my lens, I'm seeing money (money)
I got more pretty ho's then you got racks
Yeah, I'm 'bout my fuckin' business, yeah, my suit got Prada tags
Okay, yeah, all my hundreds crispy and my bitches super bad
Okay, I'm sucking on her titties, she want me to slap her ass (she want me to slap her ass)
Boy, you're talking too much (too much)
Made thirty racks today, I used not have two bucks (not even have two bucks)
You need to tie your shoes up
Before you fuck around and trip tryna run it up with us (you can't run it up with us)
I'm fuckin' yo' bitch on a Monday
Called the Lyft and she left in a Hyundai
Niggas sneak dissing on Sunday
Then they act like your friend on a Monday
Used to get five racks a show (five)
Now I look at that shit like it's chump change
Got Rick Owens on all of my toes (my toes)
I'm finna go step on the runway
Work, work, work, work, that's all I do, I'm on Rihanna time
My cougar bitch so bad, she was born 1979
I'm a rich nigga that's facts, I'm confused, I don't know what to buy
My ex bitch got mad, said she leavin', all I said was "Bye" (okay, bye)
I'm a jerk, I know, skinny jeans, my pockets bulge (leggo)
Fuck a heart of gold, I got me a heart of chrome (chrome)
Yes, my money long, my bank account look like a phone number (hold up, hold up)
I said my money long, my bank account look like a phone number
This bitch got a boyfriend but she fucking (woo)
I came five minutes ago but I look down and she still sucking (she still sucking)
I got a heart inside of my chest but I feel nothing (but I feel nothing)
I got chrome heart inside my lens, I'm seeing money (money)
I got more pretty ho's then you got racks
Yeah, I'm 'bout my fuckin' business, yeah, my suit got Prada tags
Okay, yeah, all my hundreds crispy and all my bitches super bad
Okay, I'm sucking on her titties, she want me to slap her ass (she want me to slap her ass)
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Writer(s): Jazz Butler, Christian Baello, Jugraj Nagra
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