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Nikes with My Toes Out ft. Chunebop Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Say my name bitch
Uh uh
We said this ain't your language
I got my Nikes with my toes out
Hope you bitches ready for the hoedown
Bitches is going crazy call me Kanye West
Always ascended from my profits
But all my problems on top of it
Astonished to see the world turn out to shit on accomplishments
My floppy disk about to fall out on your face
You can't stop it shit I'm
Stopping them
Foot up on they neck then I'm
Stomping them
Tie up my loose ends like a mobster
All the opposition up my ass
Almost every day now
Now I'm starting to feel I killed them every way I know how
But woah now
This motherfucker need to slow down
I broke it down
And still they couldn't focus on the flow count
They stay astounded
Need an accountant to keep my toes down
I know sound
But money really keep me broke down like
Toe to toe with my ego
I'm feeble but people pleasing me now
I'm about to fly to the evil side
My evil eye been compiling
Off Islands in my mind
Where free will doesn't cost a dime
And my profits ain't marginalized
Like shit
The kid deserve a fucking six figure check off these
Four figure wits plus these
Four finger bitches but it
Don't really matter already
Know that I'm winning
I been with it
Since my main concern was always fucking women
Like damn
Step on my toes and we got problems kid
I'll just come up in your fridge
And take your fucking sandwiches
Man to a menace or a bandit
Fuck with me and know we planned it
Always manic
But the pressure keep me standing
I'm a manage
Can you stay the same
Especially if you stay that way
I'm a shit in your Gatorade
This the shit that you all can relate to
If you can hear it at least shit I ain't gonna make you
The N Game has been coming
Shit I ain't gonna save you
Say my name bitch
Uh uh
We said this ain't your language
I got my Nikes with my toes out
Hope a bitches ready for the hoedown
It's
C-H-U-N-E-B-O-P
It's the bop on the motherfucking beat
Like you all know me
Used to have trouble being myself
Thinking like what's a G
Grew up learned how to invest in me
Now shop floods these streets
Keep that heat
Hit my line if you need hertz
These kids doing perks
Them shits won't work
Too young to end up in that hearse
I know my worth
Gimme a couple quarters for feature
Rolling up the earth
Balance out the flow with the reverb
Do a buck thirty in reverse
See the opponents dick sucking on the net
I know they knees hurt
I store all of they bones up in my freezer
I'm a need her with the dough
Like I-I-I don't even pay for it
Put that shit up in my mouth like young bop
Gave it some flavoring
Nuts dangling
Jorgen Von Strangling
Morgue has been racking up with the
Fakest bitches
I play my riches cause dishes ain't
The wave for a daydreamer
But chilling with bitches ain't either
Killing with wisdom my brain feeder
Rapp-itty rap like I'm baked riding the ether
My Ethereum playing my fate like features
My teachers can suck my dick
Ain't got no time for the preachers
Like god damn
And now you starting to get it
Shit's a little wavy
But bop and game been coming with gravy
Plus your brains are all like mayonnaise
Shit's my breakfast lunch and gingers
Just breadwinner shit I'm playing
We not basic we heinous
Overplaying the wordplay basically
Rapping the bars with make believe
Comedy for the angels singing
We stay winning like we was made this way just beginning
Shit we just following the visions