Chicago Steele Lyrics

Yea I'm gon slide through the Ville

Like banana money calling I peel

Good with my stick, shoot it like Chicago Steele

Big Pooch a dog, eat you like a meal

Stand in the trap, Givenchy my heels

I had to break dry it up, break it down, weigh it up, what next?

I had to count up them bills

Yea I'm gon slide through the Ville

Like banana money calling I peel

Good with my stick, shoot it like Chicago Steele

Big Pooch a dog, eat you like a meal

Stand in the trap, Givenchy my heels

I had to break dry it up, break it down, weigh it up, what next?

I had to count up them bills

Call me the alphabet 'cause I got P's

Spray it with chili I don't use Febreeze

Lemon squeezy 'cause this shit hella easy

Pack strong, it's no wonder he's wheezing

Chop big, it gon lay you to rest

Headshot, why the fuck he got a vest?

VLone my back when I go and get dressed

Ain't no way that you solid you would've confessed

I know you'd confess

I ship it right off, they handle the rest

Sauce em the ball, they go for a swish

I got the water like a damn fish

They say I'm hacking, aimbot never miss

I can't fuck with you hoes that's why you get dismissed

We got them scales like we bought a fish

Yea I'm gon slide through the Ville

Like banana money calling I peel

Good with my stick, shoot it like Chicago Steele

Big Pooch a dog, eat you like a meal

Stand in the trap, Givenchy my heels

I had to break dry it up, break it down, weigh it up, what next?

I had to count up them bills

Mask on, they can't know who I am

Call me if you get in that jam

Quit stressin, you know I'm the man

That's what I said to my people and fam

Saw off the pump, learned it from my gramps

Shipped out the pack so I had to cop stamps

Locked in like Ben Wallace with clamps

Love my lady can't be seen with no tramps

Honeymoon, yea it could be in France

But I won't lie we flyin to Bahamas

Pay off the bills for daddy and my momma

They say I got more choppas than Osama

I finesse like my name is Obama

They know I'm packin heat just like the summer

Money counter then I write up the numbers

Balenciagas for my bro and they runners

Yea I'm gon slide through the Ville

Like banana money calling I peel

Good with my stick, shoot it like Chicago Steele

Big Pooch a dog, eat you like a meal

Stand in the trap, Givenchy my heels

I had to break dry it up, break it down, weigh it up, what next?

I had to count up them bills

Yea I'm gon slide through the Ville

Like banana money calling I peel

Good with my stick, shoot it like Chicago Steele

Big Pooch a dog, eat you like a meal

Stand in the trap, Givenchy my heels

I had to break dry it up, break it down, weigh it up, what next?

I had to count up them bills