
Anything for the dolla Trippie redd & chaz homi (Ft. Trippie Redd)
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[intro: Chaz homi]
Chaz homi
Aha
Look
[Verse 1: Chaz homi]
Money on the table, nigga, feelin’ like I’m choppo
To the plug I’m speakin’ spanish, no I call em’ poto
Everything I do is big, I’m feelin’ like colossal
You fuck wit’ me, you end up deep, and leave you like a fossil
I be in the kitchen water whippin me a chicken nigga
Don’t say shit in front of y’all, I think that you some snitches nigga
Always bout’ that violence, all ya’ll better mind yo’ business nigga
If a nigga want that smoke, I blow em’ like a swisha’ nigga
I’ve been packin’ heat, and servin’ geeks since I was 18
Smakin’ all these niggas, hoes, dem’ niggas start to hate me
.40 cal, on me yeah and ain’t got no safety
Ever since my nigga died, I lost my mind lately
The way I Eat the beat, is sweet, it’s really so tasty
Side ear talk cause’ they don’t have the balls to face me
Niggas soft like angel cake, anotha’ type of pastry
Pop a perk, got a nigga feelin’ like a daydream, yeah
I’m golden
I hang with killas’, I don’t be with niggas who foldin’
All this money I’m makin’ be rollin’
I know people see me what happened to oden [trippie redd: “ay”]
More lack of emotion [ay, ay]
I’m still goin [ay, ay]
My life is in motion [ay]
Chaz homi
Aha
Look
[Verse 1: Chaz homi]
Money on the table, nigga, feelin’ like I’m choppo
To the plug I’m speakin’ spanish, no I call em’ poto
Everything I do is big, I’m feelin’ like colossal
You fuck wit’ me, you end up deep, and leave you like a fossil
I be in the kitchen water whippin me a chicken nigga
Don’t say shit in front of y’all, I think that you some snitches nigga
Always bout’ that violence, all ya’ll better mind yo’ business nigga
If a nigga want that smoke, I blow em’ like a swisha’ nigga
I’ve been packin’ heat, and servin’ geeks since I was 18
Smakin’ all these niggas, hoes, dem’ niggas start to hate me
.40 cal, on me yeah and ain’t got no safety
Ever since my nigga died, I lost my mind lately
The way I Eat the beat, is sweet, it’s really so tasty
Side ear talk cause’ they don’t have the balls to face me
Niggas soft like angel cake, anotha’ type of pastry
Pop a perk, got a nigga feelin’ like a daydream, yeah
I’m golden
I hang with killas’, I don’t be with niggas who foldin’
All this money I’m makin’ be rollin’
I know people see me what happened to oden [trippie redd: “ay”]
More lack of emotion [ay, ay]
I’m still goin [ay, ay]
My life is in motion [ay]
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