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Chapo Video (MV)




Performed By: Our Music Is Art
Length: 4:56
Written by: Jonathan Crowley, Zachary Neff




Our Music Is Art - Chapo Lyrics




Got me slanging 'caine like chapo
Trying to stack up this gwop though
Make a trip to the bando yo
Got me confused with a dumbo
People hit my line ask if I'm okay
Man, I just re-upped today
Don't got cash I look the other way
Now please just don't bother me

Got too many licks had to hire associates, just to split 3 bricks
PR game is lit
Dark dirty grit, grab my Uzi grip
If you wanna see me trip
Come pull up got an acid strip
Ten hits in this trippy clip
Spray some truth at you
Achoo bless who?
Bitches stick like glue
Homie hop the crew, that's just how they do
So sick like the flu
Boy, you never knew
Elevated like Hindu
I tend to devalue those who wanna turn they faces blue
We can get it let it turn ballyhoo
If you didn't better get a clue
My loyalty is tried and true
What about you?
I'm gonna keep spitting no matter the business
I'm in it to win it committed to sinning
Bars written by me not admitting to running these streets
Just running these beats and f*cking these freaks

Got me slanging 'caine like chapo
Trying to stack up this gwop though
Make a trip to the bando yo
Got me confused with a dumbo
People hit my line ask if I'm okay
Man, I just re-upped today
Don't got cash I look the other way
Now please just don't bother me

Licks hit
No stain get a wig split
Put 'em on the hit list
If i get pissed
Do we miss this? Just a couple misfits
Ridin these streets fully loaded n equipped
People talking drugs
Living life is tough
And the people on the dime
Are the ones who getting f*cked
And the people living life
Are the ones who never know
You f*ck with Chapo, you might f*ck with the blow
Cocaine all pack in the bando
Run up at the back door then you get handled
You run up like Rambo
Get lit and dismantled
You getting more heat than a candle
Bounce
Flip for the ounce
Might duck a couple rounds
Then I might pull around
Might pull up in his town
Cuz I do it for the loud
Get hard
They aroused
If we do it like chapo, ya bodies not found

Got me slanging 'caine like chapo
Trying to stack up this gwop though
Make a trip to the bando yo
Got me confused with a dumbo
People hit my line ask if I'm okay
Man, I just re-upped today
Don't got cash I look the other way
Now please just don't bother me

Drug money coming in
I got a feeling that the feds watching
Bass banging up in my headphones
The songs hot though, its got my head knockin'
Living life like its a damn dream
Man it almost feels like I'm sleepwalking
People jealous, I don't eavesdrop
I don't listen man, they can keep talking
'Cause jealousy
Is a rotten strain of emotion
Haters wanna see you choke
Spitting venom, it's potent
But not to me
I don't break a sweat for enemies
Just deadly to the ones who dish it out so readily
The remedy I've found is gettin' lost inside the melody
Hanging with the boys and breaking down some smelly tree
So heavenly
I aim to get rich without coppin' any felonies
My family
Will be glad to see me build my legacy

Got me slanging 'caine like chapo
Trying to stack up this gwop though
Make a trip to the bando yo
Got me confused with a dumbo
People hit my line ask if I'm okay
Man, I just re-upped today
Don't got cash I look the other way
Now please just don't bother me
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Got me slanging 'caine like chapo
Trying to stack up this gwop though
Make a trip to the bando yo
Got me confused with a dumbo
People hit my line ask if I'm okay
Man, I just re-upped today
Don't got cash I look the other way
Now please just don't bother me

Got too many licks had to hire associates, just to split 3 bricks
PR game is lit
Dark dirty grit, grab my Uzi grip
If you wanna see me trip
Come pull up got an acid strip
Ten hits in this trippy clip
Spray some truth at you
Achoo bless who?
Bitches stick like glue
Homie hop the crew, that's just how they do
So sick like the flu
Boy, you never knew
Elevated like Hindu
I tend to devalue those who wanna turn they faces blue
We can get it let it turn ballyhoo
If you didn't better get a clue
My loyalty is tried and true
What about you?
I'm gonna keep spitting no matter the business
I'm in it to win it committed to sinning
Bars written by me not admitting to running these streets
Just running these beats and f*cking these freaks

Got me slanging 'caine like chapo
Trying to stack up this gwop though
Make a trip to the bando yo
Got me confused with a dumbo
People hit my line ask if I'm okay
Man, I just re-upped today
Don't got cash I look the other way
Now please just don't bother me

Licks hit
No stain get a wig split
Put 'em on the hit list
If i get pissed
Do we miss this? Just a couple misfits
Ridin these streets fully loaded n equipped
People talking drugs
Living life is tough
And the people on the dime
Are the ones who getting f*cked
And the people living life
Are the ones who never know
You f*ck with Chapo, you might f*ck with the blow
Cocaine all pack in the bando
Run up at the back door then you get handled
You run up like Rambo
Get lit and dismantled
You getting more heat than a candle
Bounce
Flip for the ounce
Might duck a couple rounds
Then I might pull around
Might pull up in his town
Cuz I do it for the loud
Get hard
They aroused
If we do it like chapo, ya bodies not found

Got me slanging 'caine like chapo
Trying to stack up this gwop though
Make a trip to the bando yo
Got me confused with a dumbo
People hit my line ask if I'm okay
Man, I just re-upped today
Don't got cash I look the other way
Now please just don't bother me

Drug money coming in
I got a feeling that the feds watching
Bass banging up in my headphones
The songs hot though, its got my head knockin'
Living life like its a damn dream
Man it almost feels like I'm sleepwalking
People jealous, I don't eavesdrop
I don't listen man, they can keep talking
'Cause jealousy
Is a rotten strain of emotion
Haters wanna see you choke
Spitting venom, it's potent
But not to me
I don't break a sweat for enemies
Just deadly to the ones who dish it out so readily
The remedy I've found is gettin' lost inside the melody
Hanging with the boys and breaking down some smelly tree
So heavenly
I aim to get rich without coppin' any felonies
My family
Will be glad to see me build my legacy

Got me slanging 'caine like chapo
Trying to stack up this gwop though
Make a trip to the bando yo
Got me confused with a dumbo
People hit my line ask if I'm okay
Man, I just re-upped today
Don't got cash I look the other way
Now please just don't bother me
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Writer: Jonathan Crowley, Zachary Neff
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