Up it on me, won't show no forgiveness
Dump it on you, walk away, you twitching
Shawty love my Codeine kisses
Tell her cop three lines and we could six it
Half my niggas Crip, play for the Sixers
I got bros who slime as their religion
Hol' up
Lights on, lit the floor when I hit it
Dice roll, bet I know what I'm hitting
Fire on me, they don't know that it's hidden
After I backstroke, tell her ride for me
Deathstroke, make her die for me
Deli owner, baby buy from me
I just met her to supply the weed
Told me you next up with her eyes on me
Soon as your bread is up niggas notice you
I'm getting bread, enough for the lottery
Love that pussy, bought her Prada jeans
I'ma explore her body like an Odyssey
Damn, my momma said she proud of me
Damn, I remember when my momma doubted me
Pops helped me break down a pound of weed
Bossin' up it's time to make grown decisions
Poured up every day with no intermissions
Rolled up every day with four's in the system
Showed up every day, the glow never missing
I fight back, throw elbows in a clinch
We send shots, an elbow is the clip
I make racks on my own, no assist
F*ck what they talkin' bout
Once I fill up these pockets I'm walking out
He got bread on his head because he talk a lot
When they cross him out, he's a no parking sign
I know demons who really still talk to God
I know demons, if I call them you'll walk to God
In the clutch always knock a point down
You was f*cked up too, don't point now
You was f*cked up too, don't point now
Don't point now
Don't point now
Bitch I'm on point now
I ain't really get a choice, got chosen
Jumped up in the ocean, gotta use the voice now
Don't point now
You was f*cked up too, don't point
Right now
Right now
Lights on, lit the floor when I hit it
Dice roll, bet I know what I'm hitting
Fire on me, they don't know that it's hidden
After I backstroke, tell her ride for me
Deathstroke, make her die for me
Deli owner, baby buy from me
I just met her to supply the weed
Told me you next up with her eyes on me
Soon as your bread is up niggas notice you
I'm getting bread, enough for the lottery
Love that pussy, bought her Prada jeans
I'ma explore her body like an Odyssey
Damn, my momma said she proud of me
Right now
Right now
Right now
Racks stuffed in my jeans (right now)
Three bad bitches on me (right now)
Lie down (lie down)
Lie down
Racks stuffed in my jeans (right now)
Three bad bitches on me (right now)
Told em
Lie down
Uh
I'll make it because I believe
You'll the top, you believe in me
I know that I'm what I need to be
You'll make it because I believe in you, grow that potential I see in you
I want us all to succeed
Right now
Right now
Right now
Right now
Right now
Up it on me, won't show no forgiveness
Dump it on you, walk away, you twitching
Shawty love my Codeine kisses
Tell her cop three lines and we could six it
Half my niggas Crip, play for the Sixers
I got bros who slime as their religion
I ain't banging but I'm hittin' licks
30chalice - CLINCH Lyrics
30chalice - CLINCH Lyrics
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Up it on me, won't show no forgiveness
Dump it on you, walk away, you twitching
Shawty love my Codeine kisses
Tell her cop three lines and we could six it
Half my niggas Crip, play for the Sixers
I got bros who slime as their religion
Hol' up
Lights on, lit the floor when I hit it
Dice roll, bet I know what I'm hitting
Fire on me, they don't know that it's hidden
After I backstroke, tell her ride for me
Deathstroke, make her die for me
Deli owner, baby buy from me
I just met her to supply the weed
Told me you next up with her eyes on me
Soon as your bread is up niggas notice you
I'm getting bread, enough for the lottery
Love that pussy, bought her Prada jeans
I'ma explore her body like an Odyssey
Damn, my momma said she proud of me
Damn, I remember when my momma doubted me
Pops helped me break down a pound of weed
Bossin' up it's time to make grown decisions
Poured up every day with no intermissions
Rolled up every day with four's in the system
Showed up every day, the glow never missing
I fight back, throw elbows in a clinch
We send shots, an elbow is the clip
I make racks on my own, no assist
F*ck what they talkin' bout
Once I fill up these pockets I'm walking out
He got bread on his head because he talk a lot
When they cross him out, he's a no parking sign
I know demons who really still talk to God
I know demons, if I call them you'll walk to God
In the clutch always knock a point down
You was f*cked up too, don't point now
You was f*cked up too, don't point now
Don't point now
Don't point now
Bitch I'm on point now
I ain't really get a choice, got chosen
Jumped up in the ocean, gotta use the voice now
Don't point now
You was f*cked up too, don't point
Right now
Right now
Lights on, lit the floor when I hit it
Dice roll, bet I know what I'm hitting
Fire on me, they don't know that it's hidden
After I backstroke, tell her ride for me
Deathstroke, make her die for me
Deli owner, baby buy from me
I just met her to supply the weed
Told me you next up with her eyes on me
Soon as your bread is up niggas notice you
I'm getting bread, enough for the lottery
Love that pussy, bought her Prada jeans
I'ma explore her body like an Odyssey
Damn, my momma said she proud of me
Right now
Right now
Right now
Racks stuffed in my jeans (right now)
Three bad bitches on me (right now)
Lie down (lie down)
Lie down
Racks stuffed in my jeans (right now)
Three bad bitches on me (right now)
Told em
Lie down
Uh
I'll make it because I believe
You'll the top, you believe in me
I know that I'm what I need to be
You'll make it because I believe in you, grow that potential I see in you
I want us all to succeed
Right now
Right now
Right now
Right now
Right now
Up it on me, won't show no forgiveness
Dump it on you, walk away, you twitching
Shawty love my Codeine kisses
Tell her cop three lines and we could six it
Half my niggas Crip, play for the Sixers
I got bros who slime as their religion
I ain't banging but I'm hittin' licks
Dump it on you, walk away, you twitching
Shawty love my Codeine kisses
Tell her cop three lines and we could six it
Half my niggas Crip, play for the Sixers
I got bros who slime as their religion
Hol' up
Lights on, lit the floor when I hit it
Dice roll, bet I know what I'm hitting
Fire on me, they don't know that it's hidden
After I backstroke, tell her ride for me
Deathstroke, make her die for me
Deli owner, baby buy from me
I just met her to supply the weed
Told me you next up with her eyes on me
Soon as your bread is up niggas notice you
I'm getting bread, enough for the lottery
Love that pussy, bought her Prada jeans
I'ma explore her body like an Odyssey
Damn, my momma said she proud of me
Damn, I remember when my momma doubted me
Pops helped me break down a pound of weed
Bossin' up it's time to make grown decisions
Poured up every day with no intermissions
Rolled up every day with four's in the system
Showed up every day, the glow never missing
I fight back, throw elbows in a clinch
We send shots, an elbow is the clip
I make racks on my own, no assist
F*ck what they talkin' bout
Once I fill up these pockets I'm walking out
He got bread on his head because he talk a lot
When they cross him out, he's a no parking sign
I know demons who really still talk to God
I know demons, if I call them you'll walk to God
In the clutch always knock a point down
You was f*cked up too, don't point now
You was f*cked up too, don't point now
Don't point now
Don't point now
Bitch I'm on point now
I ain't really get a choice, got chosen
Jumped up in the ocean, gotta use the voice now
Don't point now
You was f*cked up too, don't point
Right now
Right now
Lights on, lit the floor when I hit it
Dice roll, bet I know what I'm hitting
Fire on me, they don't know that it's hidden
After I backstroke, tell her ride for me
Deathstroke, make her die for me
Deli owner, baby buy from me
I just met her to supply the weed
Told me you next up with her eyes on me
Soon as your bread is up niggas notice you
I'm getting bread, enough for the lottery
Love that pussy, bought her Prada jeans
I'ma explore her body like an Odyssey
Damn, my momma said she proud of me
Right now
Right now
Right now
Racks stuffed in my jeans (right now)
Three bad bitches on me (right now)
Lie down (lie down)
Lie down
Racks stuffed in my jeans (right now)
Three bad bitches on me (right now)
Told em
Lie down
Uh
I'll make it because I believe
You'll the top, you believe in me
I know that I'm what I need to be
You'll make it because I believe in you, grow that potential I see in you
I want us all to succeed
Right now
Right now
Right now
Right now
Right now
Up it on me, won't show no forgiveness
Dump it on you, walk away, you twitching
Shawty love my Codeine kisses
Tell her cop three lines and we could six it
Half my niggas Crip, play for the Sixers
I got bros who slime as their religion
I ain't banging but I'm hittin' licks
Writer: Shyheim Blake
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