Drakeo The Ruler, Pressa - Chrome Hearts lyrics
[Drakeo The Ruler, Pressa - Chrome Hearts lyrics]
Any nigga mean muggin' gon'
Be target practice she's a roller
She be fuckin' all the rappers
Capper, I just put scuff
Marks on my Forgiatos (Diego)
Look at my wrist, bitch
I clearly just won the lotto (Bankroll)
Fully auto, gave him smokey off Gelato
You seen my interviews? I am
Not no role model
This F&N does not fit with Foamposites
My shooter ain't showin' no love
He chrome hearted he really brainless
He came in with no knowledge
A mud sipper, I ain't never been to college
Ain't got the timе to say you
Should've went to rob me
Thе type of nigga get
His fingernails polished
My shooter ain't showin' no love
He chrome hearted don't blink wrong
It's a split your dome party
Look at my wrist, I ain't seein' no problems
If we pull up on the scene, you done dada
My shooter ain't showin' no love
He chrome hearted don't blink wrong
It's a split your dome party
Look at my wrist, I ain't seein' no problems
If we pull up on the scene, you done dada
Shit, nigga, my shooter ain't showin'
No love, he chrome hearted, nigga
(Chrome hearted, Pressa)
If we pull up on the scene, you done dada
(yeah)
Put the switch on the Glock, fully auto
(Auto)
Put exotic in the jet like Ralo (Ralo)
TSA and I'm feelin' like Apollo
Bricks comin' in, goin' out by tomorrow
Lil' nigga
Keep a Drac' in the city like I'm Aubrey
Hah, how much niggas 'round me caught a body
Beat go crazy, who that? Bankroll Got It
Bitch, I feel like Bobby 'cause
I'm shootin' up this lobby
Fuckin' with me, we on your neck
We on your collar see how this glizzy have
A bitch nigga crawlin', hah
We was hangin' out the window, we was wildin'
Chop go crazy
Made a million in the 'partments
Tell you how live, Glock by the rib
FN XD with the SIG
Crodie shootin' out with the pigs
Livin' with the junkie in the trap
She need a fix i show you how to turn
An eighteen to a thirty-six
My shooter ain't showin' no love
He chrome hearted don't blink wrong
It's a split your dome party
Look at my wrist, I ain't seein' no problems
If we pull up on the scene, you done dada
My shooter ain't showin' no love
He chrome hearted don't blink wrong
It's a split your dome party
Look at my wrist, I ain't seein' no problems
If we pull up on the scene, you done dada
Shit, nigga, my shooter ain't showin'
No love, he chrome hearted, nigga
If we pull up on the scene, you done dada
Be target practice she's a roller
She be fuckin' all the rappers
Capper, I just put scuff
Marks on my Forgiatos (Diego)
Look at my wrist, bitch
I clearly just won the lotto (Bankroll)
Fully auto, gave him smokey off Gelato
You seen my interviews? I am
Not no role model
This F&N does not fit with Foamposites
My shooter ain't showin' no love
He chrome hearted he really brainless
He came in with no knowledge
A mud sipper, I ain't never been to college
Ain't got the timе to say you
Should've went to rob me
Thе type of nigga get
His fingernails polished
My shooter ain't showin' no love
He chrome hearted don't blink wrong
It's a split your dome party
Look at my wrist, I ain't seein' no problems
If we pull up on the scene, you done dada
My shooter ain't showin' no love
He chrome hearted don't blink wrong
It's a split your dome party
Look at my wrist, I ain't seein' no problems
If we pull up on the scene, you done dada
Shit, nigga, my shooter ain't showin'
No love, he chrome hearted, nigga
(Chrome hearted, Pressa)
If we pull up on the scene, you done dada
(yeah)
Put the switch on the Glock, fully auto
(Auto)
Put exotic in the jet like Ralo (Ralo)
TSA and I'm feelin' like Apollo
Bricks comin' in, goin' out by tomorrow
Lil' nigga
Keep a Drac' in the city like I'm Aubrey
Hah, how much niggas 'round me caught a body
Beat go crazy, who that? Bankroll Got It
Bitch, I feel like Bobby 'cause
I'm shootin' up this lobby
Fuckin' with me, we on your neck
We on your collar see how this glizzy have
A bitch nigga crawlin', hah
We was hangin' out the window, we was wildin'
Chop go crazy
Made a million in the 'partments
Tell you how live, Glock by the rib
FN XD with the SIG
Crodie shootin' out with the pigs
Livin' with the junkie in the trap
She need a fix i show you how to turn
An eighteen to a thirty-six
My shooter ain't showin' no love
He chrome hearted don't blink wrong
It's a split your dome party
Look at my wrist, I ain't seein' no problems
If we pull up on the scene, you done dada
My shooter ain't showin' no love
He chrome hearted don't blink wrong
It's a split your dome party
Look at my wrist, I ain't seein' no problems
If we pull up on the scene, you done dada
Shit, nigga, my shooter ain't showin'
No love, he chrome hearted, nigga
If we pull up on the scene, you done dada