CHIP

You ain't even gotta ask, I got the bros wit me Tinted whip, I'm chilling wit yo bitch, she got a hold of me I'm tryna win, I'm tryna bring a chip back home wit me Somewhere in the hills in a mansion where I'm posed to be I'm wit the bros, we in the club getting turnt You wit a hoe, yo feelings prolly getting hurt Can't trust a bitch, they do you dirt You gotta put that money first Nobody witchu in that hearse It feel like I'm stuck up in a curse Shit I might start selling dope Shit I might start pimping hoes Shit what's stopping me from doing it? I'm already doing wrong Granny prolly kick me out, an I might have to crash at MO's Shit I been reckless my whole life, just ask the bros they already know I'm feeling shiesty shit I might go f*ck yo BM I think she like me cause she all up in my DMs The way she sucking dick I know he miss ha, hate to be him I'll send ha right back after, Michael Jackson how I beat it