7Side, MITCHO, Hunna, Shakk - Get Chuu lyrics
[7Side, MITCHO, Hunna, Shakk - Get Chuu lyrics]
5ive Music oh, oh
We garn' get 'chu oh
Designer the tag
Said she loved me all the way back
Bullets flyin' out the mac
Laid a nigga on his back
Oh, we garn' get 'chu
Came a long way for the cash
Now it's digi' on the dash
(Baby, add me on Snap) designer the tag
Said she loved me all the way back
Bullets flyin' out the mac
Laid a nigga on his back
Oh, we garn' get 'chu
Came a long way for the cash
Now it's digi' on the dash
(Baby, add me on Snap)
Like, swear them niggas just lie
Glide, Scorpion or the 9
Time, tell her "baby, take time"
Switching lanes with my guys
Billing phones, we online
Hit this cali, you garn' levitate
Dead broke on my own
I was praying for some better days
I was really on the roads
Where was you when I was on my face?
I was really on the roads
Where was you when I was on my face?
Where was you when I was on the streets?
Energy, energy, energy
I do not rock with the jealousy
I'm off the henny, the Hennessy
See them niggas right there
They garn' envy me
Hunna, the MVP
In the T-house with the dirty fiends
Double the wrap make it into three
Double the racks, bands into three
Baby, you can call me Shakk
Really came up from the trap
Catch me with a hundred bands
Baby, go on, do the math
Really came off a 35 put a 35 in the back
Big beamer, he mad trappy, catch me in the
Aye, what's the issue?
Told her "baby, don't lack"
If you got a issue
It's bullets flying out the mac
See, I don't miss you
Now I'm popping, got fans
Broski nicked in the can
Miss my bro, miss him bad
Designer the tag
Said she loved me all the way back
Bullets flyin' out the mac
Laid a nigga on his back
Oh, we garn' get 'chu
Came a long way for the cash
Now it's digi' on the dash
(Baby, add me on Snap) designer the tag
Said she loved me all the way back
Bullets flyin' out the mac
Laid a nigga on his back
Oh, we garn' get 'chu
Came a long way for the cash
Now it's digi' on the dash
(Baby, add me on Snap)
Bullets flying, man, they ricochet
Trapped up in the T
I was tryna get a little change
She said she wants some of me
Said I make her feel a type of way
I'm serving dope on the streets
I could show you how to get this cake
And I pray my broski garn' beat the case
My runner running, yeah, he runs all day
Came up off a fiend
I could show you how to get a wage
Oh, watch the tires just screech
I'm in this Range and I ain't catching chase
I took a flight overseas
Dash these hundreds all up in your face
Yeah, I dash these hundreds all
Up in your face
Designer the tag
Said she loved me all the way back
Bullets flyin' out the mac
Laid a nigga on his back
Oh, we garn' get 'chu
Came a long way for the cash
Now it's digi' on the dash
(Baby, add me on Snap) designer the tag
Said she loved me all the way back
Bullets flyin' out the mac
Laid a nigga on his back
Oh, we garn' get 'chu
Came a long way for the cash
Now it's digi' on the dash
(Baby, add me on Snap)
We garn' get 'chu oh
Designer the tag
Said she loved me all the way back
Bullets flyin' out the mac
Laid a nigga on his back
Oh, we garn' get 'chu
Came a long way for the cash
Now it's digi' on the dash
(Baby, add me on Snap) designer the tag
Said she loved me all the way back
Bullets flyin' out the mac
Laid a nigga on his back
Oh, we garn' get 'chu
Came a long way for the cash
Now it's digi' on the dash
(Baby, add me on Snap)
Like, swear them niggas just lie
Glide, Scorpion or the 9
Time, tell her "baby, take time"
Switching lanes with my guys
Billing phones, we online
Hit this cali, you garn' levitate
Dead broke on my own
I was praying for some better days
I was really on the roads
Where was you when I was on my face?
I was really on the roads
Where was you when I was on my face?
Where was you when I was on the streets?
Energy, energy, energy
I do not rock with the jealousy
I'm off the henny, the Hennessy
See them niggas right there
They garn' envy me
Hunna, the MVP
In the T-house with the dirty fiends
Double the wrap make it into three
Double the racks, bands into three
Baby, you can call me Shakk
Really came up from the trap
Catch me with a hundred bands
Baby, go on, do the math
Really came off a 35 put a 35 in the back
Big beamer, he mad trappy, catch me in the
Aye, what's the issue?
Told her "baby, don't lack"
If you got a issue
It's bullets flying out the mac
See, I don't miss you
Now I'm popping, got fans
Broski nicked in the can
Miss my bro, miss him bad
Designer the tag
Said she loved me all the way back
Bullets flyin' out the mac
Laid a nigga on his back
Oh, we garn' get 'chu
Came a long way for the cash
Now it's digi' on the dash
(Baby, add me on Snap) designer the tag
Said she loved me all the way back
Bullets flyin' out the mac
Laid a nigga on his back
Oh, we garn' get 'chu
Came a long way for the cash
Now it's digi' on the dash
(Baby, add me on Snap)
Bullets flying, man, they ricochet
Trapped up in the T
I was tryna get a little change
She said she wants some of me
Said I make her feel a type of way
I'm serving dope on the streets
I could show you how to get this cake
And I pray my broski garn' beat the case
My runner running, yeah, he runs all day
Came up off a fiend
I could show you how to get a wage
Oh, watch the tires just screech
I'm in this Range and I ain't catching chase
I took a flight overseas
Dash these hundreds all up in your face
Yeah, I dash these hundreds all
Up in your face
Designer the tag
Said she loved me all the way back
Bullets flyin' out the mac
Laid a nigga on his back
Oh, we garn' get 'chu
Came a long way for the cash
Now it's digi' on the dash
(Baby, add me on Snap) designer the tag
Said she loved me all the way back
Bullets flyin' out the mac
Laid a nigga on his back
Oh, we garn' get 'chu
Came a long way for the cash
Now it's digi' on the dash
(Baby, add me on Snap)