A$ton Matthews - CHAPO lyrics
rate meft. Vince Staples
(Intro)
Yeah
Young brick flair in motherfucker
You know what I’m saying my nigga?
(Chorus)
This just a day in the life
Let mine hang to the right
We brought dem things to the fight
Cold chills rang through the night
Run up, we bangin’ on sight
You keep the chains and your ice
We don’t do shit for the fame
Nigga we came for your life
Westside get it bracken
(Verse)
Loony gangsters on the rise
Got a pistol in my lap, got murder in my eyes
What’s the outcome, you’ll see when you come out front
Crowd jump, these regulators mount up
Them bodies count up
I found luck between a pound of the finest in Whitney Houston’s white dress
Her lipstick is a slight mess from the nose snow out the ice chest
Write verses coz they write checks
Which way I’ma roll the dice next
Who knows if my life next
This the sound of Purus and the Pyrex
Bundle up them dim sacks
Show your bitches where the pipe at
Rearrange it where her spine at, be right back
Slip where the dotted lines at, be careful where you sign that
Killers on the scene, leanin’ off the flow
Here to fuck your bitch and lettin’ everybody know
Spittin’ like you owe me some’
Never say I’m better than Pun but I’m the closest one, nigga
(Bridge)
Illuminati want my mind, soul, and my body x 4
(Verse)
Real gangbanger, y’all stick to hip hop
Movin’ with the homies keep a forty over 6 shot
Rappers love to shit talk but that’s how you get Paced
The dollar, shells hot for boys tryna to be G
This big mama's house, we hidin’ money in the T.V.’s
My granny drove a caddy and my daddy was a TG
My mama told me : “Baby boy you talk too much”
But it don’t matter coz I’m always down for backin’ it up
I’m about that accurate, that Actavis is not in my cup
I’m on some active shit I don’t need nuthin’ slowin’ me up
As far as rappin’, shit, it ain’t a nigga showin’ me up
This shit is effortless, for lack of speakin’
Thinkin’ there’s some better shit to do with my time
Like make a million before the world end
And I put a baby up inside a pussy nigga girlfriend
If you ain’t a friend to me believe you is a enemy
No in-betweens I’m leaving niggas leakin’ what the curb be?