Chevy Woods

Chevy Woods - Kilmer lyrics

rate me

Somebody tell these niggas we get money, too

We out here balling, my nigga, there ain't that much to do

Yeah, we getting paper and my diamonds clear

I slammed the door on that old school and then I slapped the gear

And all this paper's mine and you know that

Them 22's, I chrome that

Them… on and that's throwback

I had a nine five back in ‘95

And that's Taylor Gang so I would be trying

You niggas know me that's or die

You niggas know me that's or die, TGOD

We getting to this money, what the fuck you think?

Just some young niggas tryna break the bank

We getting to this money, what the fuck you think?

Just some young niggas tryna break the bank

She ain’t helping me celebrate

Here to talk but he hella paid

We don't care if it escalates

Some shit ain’t gonna never change

Y'all gonna need better shades

Louis Vutton out the everglades

Do it wrong, I ain't got no choice

New shoes and my Bentley Royce

Bad hoes on dick these days

I'm the bomb on every stage

Diamonds on my everything

Firearms and deadly strays

Blow jobs on my many places

Ponytails and gold Chanel

It start at ten then go to twelve

I’m drunk as hell we smoking L's

We getting to this money, what the fuck you think?

Just some young niggas tryna break the bank

We getting to this money, what the fuck you think?

Just some young niggas tryna break the bank

In the morning, like Alonzo

If it's ‘bout bread I got convoke

Four floors, that's a condo

I be on point, that's Rondo

I got a lot of shit on my mind

That's got to do with this money

No, I ain't dropping a dime and you rich niggas don't get it from me

Old friends calling my phone and I don't know how they got my number

Same niggas I used to get it with, same niggas they still runners

I don't knock it, I just tell them take a break

But they just tryna make that white girl blow up, Ricki Lake

We getting to this money, what the fuck you think?

Just some young niggas tryna break the bank

We getting to this money, what the fuck you think?

Just some young niggas tryna break the bank

Sledge told me kill ‘em

I put the red dot on them niggas head like an Indian, fuck is wrong with you?

And we sipping red cups, my niggas get drunk and they still fuck you up

My nigga, it's gang shit, my nigga, know what I'm saying?

Me and my niggas keep it on the left side

Bang that, what, 4,800 what's good?

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