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Testo chronic - sosocamo

Testo della canzone chronic (sosocamo), tratta dall'album no service

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-tonin'
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 smoking on comet
Throw a few bands on the grills
Guts and games on the floor
Broke as hell so I had to take a dose
Niggas callin', I had to put 'em on hold
Cant right now I'm in that mode nigga
Walk in, nigga too smooth with it
Bend it over, she rude with it
You talkin' 'bout a lot, how you move in it?
She talm bout, I like how u move in it
Finna pour this double cup, we be so faded
Gots to go, talm bout, she be jaded
Diamonds on me, last year they was plated
Rollin' thrax, young nigga elevated
Money comin' in, yeah, I had to flip it
She be doin her thing so I had to tip her
Had me passin' out off that soul gripper
She be thick as a bitch, so I had to hit her (aye)
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-tonin'
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 smoking on comet
Throw a few bands on the grills
Road runnin', two hunnid on the dash
Got the window down, blowin' out gas
Might hit my lil pose when that hoe flash
Throw an eighth for the low, that bih go fast
Outside with the money on me
Outside with them bussdown VV's
You know I had to show the OG
You know I had to flood the AP
Niggas be fed, they police
Ice my wrist, Rollie
Money, good God, holy
Pop me X, OD
(Can't lie, a nigga be cravin' it
That shit feel crazy, diamonds hit the light, I be wavin' it)
Spend that money, throwin' bands
Nigga be on that, she was tryna throw it like, yeah
Throw a few bands on the rock, now a nigga two-tonin'
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 smoking on comet
Throw a few bands on the grills



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Writer(s): Grace Dunbar, Cameron Wesley Sanders, Nathan Lamarche
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