Chit Chat Jay5ive & DUSTY LOCANE
"Chit Chat" by Jay5ive & DUSTY LOCANE, released in 2023, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of street life, loyalty, and the struggles of urban existence. The lyrics convey a sense of resilience and camaraderie amidst adversity. Unique elements include a heavy bassline and rhythmic flows, contributing to its cultural resonance in the hip-hop scene.
[Intro: Smooky MarGielaa]
I ain't even with that chit-chat (Woo)
Forty chains on my neck, milli' where my wrist at
Couple goons with the tool (Ha), when we pull up, get back (Huh, ayo, Double, you—)
Got a lame nigga callin' (Huh), 'cause he want his bitch back (Woo)
Damn (Brr, Jondior)
Run up on, I'ma give it right back (Woo, brr)
Three foreigns parked up, boy, you can't afford that (Baow)
Got some boomin', in Margiela's, five racks plus tax (Yeah)
Fake niggas always lookin', why they get they movin' like that? (Yeah)
[Chorus: Jay5ive]
Pull up on his bitch and drop a check, won't get his bitch back
We was shootin' niggas, that was way before the diss tracks
Any spot I walk in, got me askin', "Where the grip at?"
Eli caught a shot and I ain't never seen him get back
Loafin' on them blocks, that ain't my body, niggas wish that
On that block with Jack, don't gotta tell him who to flick at
Walkin' right through Harlem, got me lookin' like, "Where Blitz at?"
They know I'm the Jet, but steady askin' where my 'Rips at (Ayo, Double, you—)
[Verse 1: Jay5ive & DUSTY LOCANE]
Thooties in the spot, they steady askin', "Where the licks at?"
Brodie want a friend, he keep on askin', "Where the mish at?"
She know we the littest in the party, that's a big fact
Off-off the Casamigos, I'ma break her like a Kit-Kat
If she try to line me last, then she gon' hear the click-clack
Dusty wanna spin, he keep on askin', "Where the whip at?" (What's crackin', 5ive?)
Always up the score so I won't have to take a trip back
Always shootin' first so I won't never have to flip back
I ain't even with that chit-chat (Woo)
Forty chains on my neck, milli' where my wrist at
Couple goons with the tool (Ha), when we pull up, get back (Huh, ayo, Double, you—)
Got a lame nigga callin' (Huh), 'cause he want his bitch back (Woo)
Damn (Brr, Jondior)
Run up on, I'ma give it right back (Woo, brr)
Three foreigns parked up, boy, you can't afford that (Baow)
Got some boomin', in Margiela's, five racks plus tax (Yeah)
Fake niggas always lookin', why they get they movin' like that? (Yeah)
[Chorus: Jay5ive]
Pull up on his bitch and drop a check, won't get his bitch back
We was shootin' niggas, that was way before the diss tracks
Any spot I walk in, got me askin', "Where the grip at?"
Eli caught a shot and I ain't never seen him get back
Loafin' on them blocks, that ain't my body, niggas wish that
On that block with Jack, don't gotta tell him who to flick at
Walkin' right through Harlem, got me lookin' like, "Where Blitz at?"
They know I'm the Jet, but steady askin' where my 'Rips at (Ayo, Double, you—)
[Verse 1: Jay5ive & DUSTY LOCANE]
Thooties in the spot, they steady askin', "Where the licks at?"
Brodie want a friend, he keep on askin', "Where the mish at?"
She know we the littest in the party, that's a big fact
Off-off the Casamigos, I'ma break her like a Kit-Kat
If she try to line me last, then she gon' hear the click-clack
Dusty wanna spin, he keep on askin', "Where the whip at?" (What's crackin', 5ive?)
Always up the score so I won't have to take a trip back
Always shootin' first so I won't never have to flip back
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