My Chain (The Burrprint) Gucci Mane

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[Chorus: Frenchie & OJ da Juiceman]
My chain, my chain, don't you like my chain, mane?
Reach for it if you want, I'll shoot you in ya brain, mane
We icy as a polar bear, cold as the winter air
If you disrespect the clique, we put you in a wheelchair
My chain, my chain, don't you like my chain, mane?
Reach for it if you want, I'll shoot you in ya brain, mane
We icy as a polar bear, cold as the winter air
If you disrespect the clique, we put you in a wheelchair
[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
Call the coroners 'cause the boy smelling bad (yuh)
I'm a thug ass nigga, I let my pants sag (flocka)
I bought swag, I don't trust shit, nigga (bow)
Say, "Fuck Gucci", I'm dumping off the rip, nigga (flocka)
I'll be damned if we let a nigga stop our check (yuh)
They want beef? Load it up, shawty, that's a bet (what?)
No fucking flex, I'm so good (flocka)
Just Google mе, it'll tell you that I'm hood (okay)
Not Cali, nigga, (what?) but out in Cali, nigga (what else?)
I know Cali niggas, su woo, rowdy niggas
Thеy would geek a nigga up like suspenders (flocka)
I see life clearer through these Cartier lenses (flocka)
[Chorus: Frenchie & OJ da Juiceman]
My chain, my chain, don't you like my chain, mane?
Reach for it if you want, I'll shoot you in ya brain, mane
We icy as a polar bear, cold as the winter air
If you disrespect the clique, we put you in a wheelchair
My chain, my chain, don't you like my chain, mane?
Reach for it if you want, I'll shoot you in ya brain, mane
We icy as a polar bear, cold as the winter air
If you disrespect the clique, we put you in a wheelchair