YOUNG CHRIS

YOUNG CHRIS - Butter lyrics

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Put a rose out, we you roll out, uh

Shred the town up when them hoes out, yeah

Couple of VVS-es and the bankroll

She call her girlfriends, she can’t roll!.

Put a rose out, we you roll out, uh

Shred the town up when them hoes out, yeah

Couple of VVS-es and the bankroll

She call her girlfriends, she can’t roll!.

We got so much money, I don’t fuck so many hoes

I haven’t been through many cities, I haven’t done so many shows

He don’t flip so many blocks, he didn’t say so many Os

See the crystal in my rocket, you get smelling in my clothes.

Bitch, I’m a D boy, I’mma hustle up

A boy ... I fuck with her

Fuck around, leave that club with her

Everything I love with her.

I can’t love, I pop that pussy, give it back

Cause my homies put me off, she pop that pussy for some racks

Hook:

Bitch, I’m about that white, put some butter on the streets

Benz outside, white, paint a butter on the seat.

Every time I’m stepping out, they say, “see, the freshest is out!”

Twenty bottles on the way, tell them, “clean my section out!”

I’m that nigga, bitch, I’m that nigga!

Oh, I ball!

Bitch I’m that nigga, bitch, I’m that nigga!

Tell them all!

I’m that nigga, bitch I’m that nigga

Oh I ball!

I’m that nigga, bitch, I’m that nigga

Bitch, I’ve got a nice crib, a hot wheel,

Hot bitch on high heels on some high heels

All she do is drink liquor, smoking, pop pills

She get her check and she blow it all on Fox hill

She got chills!

Man, I smoke so much weed

I didn’t saw so many girls,

I didn’t been through many Benz

I didn’t been through many towns,

Yeah, I know so many girls on that park I came around

I didn’t stuck so many chops,

With that glock I get it down, get it down!

Nigga, what?

Fucking chumps, I hit them up,

Man, I put this on my trunk, you niggas stun, I give it up!

Hit ‘em up, put them down, trying to dodge a hundred rounds,

I got niggas from the town, put you niggas in the count

Yellow cashing out, pick that bitch above the ground

Put some vibe on that muffling if that nigga make a sound

Throw them down, all my life,.... butter all nigh

And we get that thing solved, and we cook it hard white