Caskey - Chips lyrics
[Caskey - Chips lyrics]
I want a condo on the beach
A bitch who fuck me when I sleep
I'm sleepin' good, but I hear 'em
When they creep so creep on up on me
Gon' take a faith of leap
I meant a leap of faith
I'm faded faithfully, aw, yeah
They at me if it's safe to say to me
(say to me)
But that's because my haters make believe
They believe that they gon'
Really make me leave (no way)
On the contrary, I just up the speed
I'm a cash guy, you ain't got the money
I'm a bad guy
Digital my dash, smoke a blunt
Get me mad high (mad high)
All these thoughts up in my head
I'm a mad man
I'm thinkin' 'bout killin' homie
But I haven't
My hand up my shorty skirt
And I'm blowin' purple
Some homies switched it up on me
And that shit was hurtful
They roadblocks, but it's cool
I always jump the hurdles
My homie made a million dollars
Just from doin' circles
They ain't safe in my city, boy
It's safe to say
That I'm they favorite customer up at BOA
I can't tell you what the
Balance is but we okay
Just put the chips in the bag like Frito-Lay
(chips)
Just put the chips in the bag like Frito-Lay
(chips)
Can't tell you what the balance is, dog
But we okay
I'm a cash guy, you ain't got the money
I'm a bad guy
Digital my dash, smoke a blunt
Get me mad high
All these thoughts up in my head
I'm a mad man
I'm thinkin' 'bout killin' homie
But I haven't (chips)
Throwin' sixteen in the trunk
Make the Chevy pop
Talkin' 'bout the shit that they
Gon' do to me, they better not
Got so many (chips) horses in the car
It's like it's Camelot
Even in the wintertime
We make this bitch savanna hot pussy better
(chips) do something with yo' life
Don't be wastin' time
I got off my ass, I can't wait for mine
(chips) gon' hustle
Double up the second that you make yo' mind
And I'm gon' keep that nine
On me until I'm eighty-nine (chips)
Just put the chips in the bag like Frito-Lay
(chips, yeah, put the chips, motherfucker
That's all I want)
Can't tell you what the balance is, dog
But we okay
I'm a cash guy, you ain't got the money
I'm a bad guy
Digital my dash, smoke a blunt
Get me mad high
All these thoughts up in my head
I'm a mad man
I'm thinkin' 'bout killin' homie
But I haven't (chips)
A bitch who fuck me when I sleep
I'm sleepin' good, but I hear 'em
When they creep so creep on up on me
Gon' take a faith of leap
I meant a leap of faith
I'm faded faithfully, aw, yeah
They at me if it's safe to say to me
(say to me)
But that's because my haters make believe
They believe that they gon'
Really make me leave (no way)
On the contrary, I just up the speed
I'm a cash guy, you ain't got the money
I'm a bad guy
Digital my dash, smoke a blunt
Get me mad high (mad high)
All these thoughts up in my head
I'm a mad man
I'm thinkin' 'bout killin' homie
But I haven't
My hand up my shorty skirt
And I'm blowin' purple
Some homies switched it up on me
And that shit was hurtful
They roadblocks, but it's cool
I always jump the hurdles
My homie made a million dollars
Just from doin' circles
They ain't safe in my city, boy
It's safe to say
That I'm they favorite customer up at BOA
I can't tell you what the
Balance is but we okay
Just put the chips in the bag like Frito-Lay
(chips)
Just put the chips in the bag like Frito-Lay
(chips)
Can't tell you what the balance is, dog
But we okay
I'm a cash guy, you ain't got the money
I'm a bad guy
Digital my dash, smoke a blunt
Get me mad high
All these thoughts up in my head
I'm a mad man
I'm thinkin' 'bout killin' homie
But I haven't (chips)
Throwin' sixteen in the trunk
Make the Chevy pop
Talkin' 'bout the shit that they
Gon' do to me, they better not
Got so many (chips) horses in the car
It's like it's Camelot
Even in the wintertime
We make this bitch savanna hot pussy better
(chips) do something with yo' life
Don't be wastin' time
I got off my ass, I can't wait for mine
(chips) gon' hustle
Double up the second that you make yo' mind
And I'm gon' keep that nine
On me until I'm eighty-nine (chips)
Just put the chips in the bag like Frito-Lay
(chips, yeah, put the chips, motherfucker
That's all I want)
Can't tell you what the balance is, dog
But we okay
I'm a cash guy, you ain't got the money
I'm a bad guy
Digital my dash, smoke a blunt
Get me mad high
All these thoughts up in my head
I'm a mad man
I'm thinkin' 'bout killin' homie
But I haven't (chips)