Chrome ER Sum Lyrics

Huh, smokin on gas from the big WA

Huh, yeah

Yeah, yeah, and take off

Bread, and take off

Huh, yeah

Smoking on gas in the big WA

Just stepped out in hell

Bout to get this bread and Ima take off

I don't wish you well

Its S O E or you're not nun

Bout to spend this bread on chrome or some'

Amiri my bones, I walk it down

Made these racks in the big body (huh, yeah)

Get your bread up, your money tiny

Save that brick for nobody

You want all this cash you couldn't get back

It ain't on me, I'm still countin'

Smokin on something a lil louder

(yeah)

Revenge in my backpack, that's something you lack

Rick Owens my nick-nacks, don't talk about cash

Yeah I got a big bag, nobody can gap

Saeed gon pick that, twenty-ball in his lap

Huh, huh

I got to choose, the body or the blues

Which one goes? My beat up shoes

Your money as real as my plastic tooth

You stay on my bitch like its bag-a-boo

I aint fuckin with you, I wont SeeYouSoon

huh

How you nineteen and still out of tune?

If you an op to grey, you an op to a lot of these goons

I got a lot to say, and a lot of time to talk to this booze

I got money to make, don't got time to talk to a fool

Last time I checked my money been makin some moves

Hippy bitch got drip like, prr, like Peri

My brodie got big, like big, like Larry

My girl got a bag to big, can't carry

You know we all rich, stop starring

Smoking on gas in the big WA

Just stepped out in hell

Bout to get this bread and Ima take off

I don't wish you well

Its S O E or you're not nun

Bout to spend this bread on chrome or some'

Amiri my bones, I walk it down

Made these racks in the big body (huh, yeah)

Get your bread up, your money tiny

Save that brick for nobody

You want all this cash you couldn't get back

It ain't on me, I'm still countin'

Smokin on something a lil louder