CHAIN HANG LOW Eem Triplin

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Hook]
Chain so low swing under my feet
Slide in a beam aw yeah that's Eem
Double my cup got Sprite with the lean
Out in LA fucked the hoe of my dreams
556 and 223's
I got a AK with a red beam
What a nigga look like taking my bitch
Get one chance lil hoe that's it
Goyard bag cause it match my fit
Lil white hoe cause she match my whip
Brown skin chick and she hold my stick
She down for whatever it is what it is
I hit it so good she don't wanna leave the crib
Went and kicked the bitch out you can't live where I livе (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse]
Had to run mе a bag and go get me some chicken
You still broke on yo ass lil homie you trippin' (yuh, yuh, ha)
Niggas sitting with problems and dont wanna fix it (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Why your girl asking why you can't be like Eem Triplin
Bitch i'm Pretty Ricky I stand on my business (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don't go 50/50 I pay for my women (yeah, yeah, yuh)
You sit on your phone like you making a killing (come on)
Like social media is your new religion (huh, huh, yeah)
I pray to god that this don't fuck up my children (yeah, yeah, yuh)
I remember sleeping all over that couch (yuh, yuh)
Bank so low I ain't have no amount (yuh, yuh, ha)
I was so broke that i couldn't even count (yeah, yeah, yuh)