
R.N.F. Chip (Ft. Jeremih & T.I.)
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[Intro: Chip]
You know
You know it's crazy when you have Deja Vu
Like once a month
[Chorus: Jeremih]
Yeah
Can't remember what the Hell I did
Or how the Hell I got here
But all I know is niggas wanna talk
Cause the baddest bitches round here
We ain't going nowhere
Going nowhere
Here for ever
So fuck what they say
No, we don't play
Real niggas for ever (for ever) x3
[Interlude: DJ Drama]
Chip, let 'em know
[Verse 1: Chip]
Pour me another shot I'm in the zone
Came by myself but I ain't leaving on my own (nahh)
Loving it in places I'm ashamed to say I go
In the strip club trying to find the next Amber Rose
The higher goes my salary
The lower goes my sanity
I'm puffing on this blunt
Got me battling with gravity
Find myself catching feelings
I destroyed them
Cus' most these girls I'm fucking got a boyfriend
I'm going in
I'm going in
I'm going in (Yeah)
London Boy in town you know I do my fucking thing
Ciroc for my niggas
Champs' for the bitches
Can I get a witness
But there ain't no love for snitches
It's the life I want to live until im buried
Number of girls I don't count on too many
But time moves on
But people don't change
Can't remember last night
I bet tonight will be the same (for real)
You know
You know it's crazy when you have Deja Vu
Like once a month
[Chorus: Jeremih]
Yeah
Can't remember what the Hell I did
Or how the Hell I got here
But all I know is niggas wanna talk
Cause the baddest bitches round here
We ain't going nowhere
Going nowhere
Here for ever
So fuck what they say
No, we don't play
Real niggas for ever (for ever) x3
[Interlude: DJ Drama]
Chip, let 'em know
[Verse 1: Chip]
Pour me another shot I'm in the zone
Came by myself but I ain't leaving on my own (nahh)
Loving it in places I'm ashamed to say I go
In the strip club trying to find the next Amber Rose
The higher goes my salary
The lower goes my sanity
I'm puffing on this blunt
Got me battling with gravity
Find myself catching feelings
I destroyed them
Cus' most these girls I'm fucking got a boyfriend
I'm going in
I'm going in
I'm going in (Yeah)
London Boy in town you know I do my fucking thing
Ciroc for my niggas
Champs' for the bitches
Can I get a witness
But there ain't no love for snitches
It's the life I want to live until im buried
Number of girls I don't count on too many
But time moves on
But people don't change
Can't remember last night
I bet tonight will be the same (for real)
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