Michigan (Remix) Chavo & Pi’erre Bourne (Ft. Babyface Ray)
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[Intro]
(Yo, Pi'erre, yo, Pi'erre)
[Verse 1: Chavo]
Shh, iPhone 11 going bonkers, lil' bitch is a monster, pull up in the Tonka
Shh, I told her, "Don't call me Rayshaun, you better call me Mister Chavo 'cause I won't see you tomorrow"
Shh, I'm smokin' spliffs and Runtz in Tahoes and we don't smoke on Gelato, told my driver, "Watch for potholes"
Shh, she cuffing hunchos when she drop clothes, I ain't trippin', on the Bible, just don't touch my codeine bottle
[Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
I'm a D-boy, you a decoy
Fuckin' in jacuzzis like I'm Uncle Elroy
That pack, I blow it strong, this shit like some steroids
In the front and out the back, man that nigga fell for it
Yeah, green tree, white cane, I'm from Michigan
I'm a gymnast with the bag, I be flippin' it
We both met on Instagram, now my dick in her
Flew her in, flew her out, with a brick with her
Codeine that's my main thing
If they know me, ask them, they gon' say the same thing
I'm in another nigga hood, let my chain swang
I went to church, the pastor called me by my stage name
[Chorus: Chavo]
Shh, PO gave me a lil' cup and told me piss in it (Yo, Pi'erre, yo, Pi'erre)
Nigga said, "The whip look familiar", 'cause his bitch in it
Gotta double up, put your wrist in it
Lil' freaky bitch in my ear like, "Put your fist in it"
Sss, run with snakes, hear 'em hiss and shit
Cuzzo had on all blue like he play for Michigan
Where bitches Bal Harbour shoppin', never kissin' 'em
None of my niggas down bad, they all positioned in
(Yo, Pi'erre, yo, Pi'erre)
[Verse 1: Chavo]
Shh, iPhone 11 going bonkers, lil' bitch is a monster, pull up in the Tonka
Shh, I told her, "Don't call me Rayshaun, you better call me Mister Chavo 'cause I won't see you tomorrow"
Shh, I'm smokin' spliffs and Runtz in Tahoes and we don't smoke on Gelato, told my driver, "Watch for potholes"
Shh, she cuffing hunchos when she drop clothes, I ain't trippin', on the Bible, just don't touch my codeine bottle
[Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
I'm a D-boy, you a decoy
Fuckin' in jacuzzis like I'm Uncle Elroy
That pack, I blow it strong, this shit like some steroids
In the front and out the back, man that nigga fell for it
Yeah, green tree, white cane, I'm from Michigan
I'm a gymnast with the bag, I be flippin' it
We both met on Instagram, now my dick in her
Flew her in, flew her out, with a brick with her
Codeine that's my main thing
If they know me, ask them, they gon' say the same thing
I'm in another nigga hood, let my chain swang
I went to church, the pastor called me by my stage name
[Chorus: Chavo]
Shh, PO gave me a lil' cup and told me piss in it (Yo, Pi'erre, yo, Pi'erre)
Nigga said, "The whip look familiar", 'cause his bitch in it
Gotta double up, put your wrist in it
Lil' freaky bitch in my ear like, "Put your fist in it"
Sss, run with snakes, hear 'em hiss and shit
Cuzzo had on all blue like he play for Michigan
Where bitches Bal Harbour shoppin', never kissin' 'em
None of my niggas down bad, they all positioned in
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