Official Chip (Ft. Blade Brown & Wretch 32)

[Hook: Parker]
People tell me I'mma only get bigger
Not to give a fuck about all these niggas
Just a mister maybe I could use a missus
Trying to put a ring on the game, make it official
And we’re so high, it’s going down tonight
Girl tell me where you're at tonight
We can seal the deal, we can make this official

[Verse 1: Chip]
Hunger turns to savage, that’s the story of my ends
To every time I made a hundred grand I lost a friend
Can you be here til the end? Will you be here til the end?
Or are you like the phony girls I know that just pretend?
I’m trusting you, you, take my palm I’ll take you through
Dress on for that red carpet, it’s cool I’ll take you too, let’s go
Official like a ref, you got me calling all the shots
Your love’s a penalty and I ain’t missing from the spot
I know your spots, so come and blow me like a whistle
O double F I put the C in official
Paid niggas love it, broke niggas hate it
90's baby on fire, every track gets cremated, yeah (burnt)
Olympic flow, I got the torch when I’m rapping
London boy in Cali, chilling smoking on that Cali Kush
All I do is rap and make these women wanna rap me
I just hope they feel me coming like that bitch who tried to trap me