Wegi - Tennis Chains Lyrics

F*ck up a couple of tennis chains (Yea)
Designer all over me leaving a stain (Yea)
I skate on these pigs I head for the fame (Yea)
I get some brain in the coupe
Buy back the block im renovating it
Fall from the sky on concrete
Niggas moving like zombies (Yea)
Look how this jewelry hanging on me
Look how its hugging on my neck
Don't be stingy with the codeine gotta pour me up the rest
I cant be f*cking with these bitches they wanna lay up for a check
I fell in love with the Gucci store and that's where ima rest
Gotta spark some fame with this lighter
I still got me a hold on that rifle
Niggas tryna slide through the cracks
I still gotta hold on this title
I pray my daughter forgive me
For all of these days she don't see me
Tennis chains around my neck look like i turned to a witness
Everything i bleed be bloody
Can't be f*cking on these hoes and lusting
I got the scoop on your mans the shit he say he doing but ain't doing nothing
Bitch ima die bout these diamonds
I take a knee for your highness
That hublot not regular (Nah)
You see that my bezel is timeless
I take a dive on the deep end
You see them stars that im reaching
I had to let go my past alot of shit i was keeping
Went out and built up my arsenal to got to war with these demons
Shit on some bitches i use to talk to do that shit for no reason
Pockets look stuffy chubby
Put on a scarf when im thuggin
Wipe up this drip off my bracelets
A lot of these cases im shaking it
I switch the tag on the whips
Bring back some strippers to the condo
I get this money make it rain hoe
Im bout to slide though
F*ck up a couple of tennis chains (Yea)
Designer all over me leaving a stain (Yea)
I skate on these pigs I head for the fame (Yea)
I get some brain in the coupe
Buy back the block im renovating it
Fall from the sky on concrete
Niggas moving like zombies (Yea)
Look how this jewelry hanging on me
Look how its hugging on my neck
Don't be stingy with the codeine gotta pour me up the rest
I cant be f*cking with these bitches they wanna lay up for a check
I fell in love with the Gucci store and that's where ima rest
Wrap that Gucci scarf around my neck when im starting to get the chills from outside
Bitches leave you out here in the cold sometimes they leave you out here to die
You see my ice is not regular
Them tennis chains a bite back
Know some folks that came up off lottery
Don't know what they did with them stacks
I be missing my denim but i went to Gucci for swag
Can't be treating bitches like gold cause low key these bitches be trash
They say that strap on me not enough
They want a loaner no longer these keys
Pull out a camera phone and snap a pic
Bitches be slobbing all in there dreams
I keep this floss- on me i sip codeine
The way im skating across this ice look like im floating
Double R my rims on both sides look how im rolling
Hustlers move in silence you gone have to show- me
Feel in love with my jewels look how these Cuban bitches link
Better take off some jewelry when these niggas start to sink
Flee the scene in a Lamborghini
Buy my dawgs they own crib
Diamonds shine like chandlers
Hundred bodies mob in here
F*ck up a couple of tennis chains (Yea)
Designer all over me leaving a stain (Yea)
I skate on these pigs I head for the fame (Yea)
I get some brain in the coupe
Buy back the block im renovating it
Fall from the sky on concrete
Niggas moving like zombies (Yea)
Look how this jewelry hanging on me
Look how its hugging on my neck
Don't be stingy with the codeine gotta pour me up the rest
I cant be f*cking with these bitches they wanna lay up for a check
I fell in love with the Gucci store and that's where ima rest