Tunevert

I want a chain, bet I'm stealin' it The more that you call, I ain't feelin' it I wanna, ayy Ayy I gave a stripper the best of me Ayy, ayy I gave a stripper the best of me I gave a good hoe what's left of me Ayy, ayy, yeah Ayy I gave a stripper the best of me I gave a good hoe what's left of me She wish she had a lean recipe Crash out in SoHo, I wake up in Beverly I want a chain, bet I'm stealin' it The more that you call me, the more I ain't feelin' it I got a problem remembering Back on them bars like I'm waitin' for sentencin' SVI Range at the residence Woke up the neighbors, they think I be sellin' shit And my bitch just found me a better bitch If her watch all Vs, she a veteran Trackhawk cost two cheap foreigns Free Slime, I'ma still drink for 'em (Taurus) I'm paid, but this shit gettin' borin' My son, I ain't leavin' like it's new Rick Owens Shit, what, ayy Hunnid thousand time teller and it's all rose She'll show it, she'll sell it and I'm all for it Just pray my brothers never get jealous 'Cause nigga what's mine yours She too pretty to be that Balenci' bitch I ain't got time for it She too pretty to be that, uh, bitch I ain't got time for it Trackhawk, stomp the gas She got whiplash Bust a Presi', bet it make her old nigga mad Trackhawk, stomp the gas She got whiplash Bust a Presi', bet it make her old nigga mad I boss up a city girl, call me Tune Vert Haha Ayy, ayy I boss up a city girl, call me Tune Vert Pay the refs, and place a bet that's how the game work --- Tunevert - LUCKI