CHIP$ Lyrics

Show me the way to the money

Show me the way to the cash

Show me the way to the money

Fritos, Doritos, Cheetos, I need those

I need those, I need those, I need those

Fritos, Doritos, Cheetos, I need those

Gimme my chips, gimme chips, gimme my chips

Fritos, Doritos, Cheetos, I need those

I need those, I need those, I need those

Fritos, Doritos, Cheetos, I need those

Gimme my chips, gimme my chips, gimme my chips

I'm needing every cent

To come in the heaviest shipment

Just me and the fam, we going ham

Plus I got the bread and my britches

I got that heavily scent and

This where that medicine sent me

Let it breathe (let it breathe)

I got the sauce and the recipe

It's the main reason why I keep eating

Cause I keep going and you ain't see me

Cause you can't see me, you should stop crying

You should start grinding, you cannot be me

Maybe you can try it, I've been on a mission

You been on a diet, really not really

Nigga, okay, guess that's a topic for another day

Guap, the only thing I wanna say

Back up nigga you ain't got a mask

My bitch is cooking at the dope house

We really trying to get that work out

Put the Xannies and the percs down

Then I went and got my bucks up

Put the snacks in the backpack

Niggas knowin' with the fucks up

Mane

Fritos, Doritos, Cheetos, I need those

I need those, I need those, I need those

Fritos, Doritos, Cheetos, I need those

Gimme my chips, gimme chips, gimme my chips

Fritos, Doritos, Cheetos, I need those

I need those, I need those, I need those

Fritos, Doritos, Cheetos, I need those

Gimme my chips, gimme my chips, gimme my chips

I like the one with the queso

I wash them down with the drank, ho

But I never stop, look at my watch

Time to go get me a bankroll

Time to go get me a cheese wheel

Blocked her and told the lil freak chill

I'm on the move like an elevator

Going up on you niggas and ducking haters

Getting fucking paper

From the month of April to the month of April

Past the month of April

If you fucking play me, I ain't fucking angry

Don't be looking crazy when I do the same thing

I ain't even tripping, I can't get offended

If I'm getting something, I'ma get a Benji

Then I'll get another and I'll get another

You ain't getting nothing boy I'm getting stingy

Huh, yeah

Ate a eighth of mushrooms, now I'm getting litty

Gotta get my hair done, now I'm getting pretty

Get inside my new whip now I'll hit the city

Mane

Don't be holding my line up

I might miss a play

Just bust down a bag with a bag on the way

I need me them Lays and I mean andele'

Mane

Fritos, Doritos, Cheetos, I need those

I need those, I need those, I need those

Fritos, Doritos, Cheetos, I need those

Gimme my chips, gimme chips, gimme my chips

Fritos, Doritos, Cheetos, I need those

I need those, I need those, I need those

Fritos, Doritos, Cheetos, I need those

Gimme my chips, gimme my chips, gimme my chips