​yvngxchris - ​​​​rip paul walker lyrics

I'm rockin' the Chrome Hearts
With Amiri jeans
Finna fuck your daughter in this bitch
I'm off of the Perc' 30
(Ooh ooh) , finna crash out
Finna Paul Walker in this bitch
I lost my Glock
So I got another choppa and a
Rocket launcher in this bitch
Bro, you ain't a real nigga
You a bitch boy
I might put the Glock up on this bitch
Then I just might put my
Cock up on your bitch
I told the bitch to prop the
Shit up on her lips
You think out the wind and
Rock out in this bitch
I'm 'bout to take it out and
Rock it in a bit
And all of my niggas finna hit a blitz
I'm 'bout to cop another Glock
Just for the shit

Yeah, nigga, young viral in this bitch
You know Cam got the fuckin' juice

Okay, that nigga Cam got the juice (Oh, yeah)
Finna slide with that mo'fuckin' tool
(Oh, yeah) got a ho tryna fuck me in school
These niggas be bitches, on God
But it's bool (Oh, yeah)
Yeah, these niggas be broke
I would hate to be you
Them niggas like, "Chris
I would pay to be you" when you come up
They start havin' hatred for you
I can't lie
I don't know what to say to lil' dude
And my niggas might take you
Off the map for blues
My young nigga swervin' in the Bentley coupe
They said that I'm broke, ha, who, nigga?
Pop out the cut, let's give
That boy like Bool, Nigga
Ayy, fuck this shit, I don't even feel like
Rappin' no more, Skul, fuck these niggas up
Bro

Ahem (Brr)
And I'm rockin' Chrome Hearts with the
VVS up on my lip
This Chrome Hearts tee cost a check
Not new to this shit, I'm a vet'
You new to this shit, you a rookie
Run off with the pack
We took that boy cookies
OG down the street named Snookie
Young nigga know a lot, like Louie
Young nigga shootin' shit, like Louie
3S on the shoes, like Luis (Bitch)
Smoke the gas, then pull off in a Buick
He got a (Blick) , but is he gon' use it?
Your bitch said she twerk to my music
Big choppa, take the trigger and use it (Brr)
Hop on the beat, and then I abuse it, on God
Go (Hold on, brr, blatt)

I'm rockin' the Chrome Hearts
With Amiri jeans
Finna fuck your daughter in this bitch
I'm off of the Perc' 30, finna crash out
(Ooh ooh)
I'm finna Paul Walker in this bitch (Blatt)
I lost my Glock
So I got another choppa and a
Rocket launcher in this bitch
(Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Bro, you ain't a real nigga
You a bitch boy
I might put the Glock up on this bitch (Brr)
Then I just might put my
Cock up on your bitch
I told the bitch to prop the
Shit up on her lips
You think out the wind and
Rock out in this bitch
I'm 'bout to take it out and
Rock it in a bit
And all of my niggas finna hit a blitz
I'm 'bout to cop another Glock
Just for the shit