Khuê - ##Chrome Lyrics

Mason on the beat
You ruin everything
All black on my fit , I'm tryna get I'm gone
And this XD45 aiming at his chromosome

You ain't talking bout, no bread, don't call my f*cking phone
And my new ho stay in London tryna bring her home
My ex ho, she mad at me, she blow my f*cking phone up
Brody keep on pouring tris, that boy, he love that soda

I ain't never ask for help, I did this on my own
Different crib in every state, lil' bitch, I'm never home
My lil' bitch, she want a new bag
Rich nigga, I'm popping these tags

Rich bitch, she don't even gotta ask
Big body and it came with no tags
I be high in the plane, jet lag
I be driving this bitch like a scat

And I heard that nigga talk down
Tell that boy to get him a bag
All black on my fit , I'm tryna get I'm gone
And this XD45 aiming at his chromosome

You ain't talking bout, no bread, don't call my f*cking phone
And my new ho stay in London tryna bring her home