My Name Chevy Lyrics

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Bitch my name's Chevy

Chillin' like I'm at home or something

If you got a problem

That's you with a problem

Don't die thinkin' you the chosen one

And I stay blessed

Cause I was 13 with a stolen gun

See all of my life I've been earnin' my stripes

Zebra out here with the golden lungs

Bitch my name's Chevy

Chillin' like I'm at home or something

If you got a problem

That's you with a problem

Don't die thinkin' you the chosen one

And I stay blessed

Cause I was 13 with a stolen gun

See all of my life I've been earnin' my stripes

Zebra out here with the golden lungs

See I love smoke

Burn my tire while I talk my shit

Stuck in the field with who say that they love me

Is talking about me there's snakes in my pics

But my opps dead

I can't roll em up cause that smoke ain't legit

And I didn't do it so it ain't my body

But I gotta laugh, because karma's a bitch

I be outside and you in your house every time I pull up

You can't commit crimes then talk about callin' the cops

You a hoe nigga shut the fuck up

I pull up to bike night in a rental that's tinted with pistols that's tucked

If they waddle and swim and they flap but don't fly

But when cops come they quack

Well then Brodie a duck

Bitch, my name's Chevy

Chillin' like I'm at home or something

If you got a problem that's you with a problem

Don't die thinkin' you the chosen one

She fuckin' me too you ain't the only one

Don't get mad she shoulda told you some

You ain't the only one that can hold a gun

But which one of ours is the stolen one

I know you mad and it's okay

Cause I've taken L's

You can hold you one

See I chase cream and you Bengay

Do you want smoke with the golden lung

Bitch my name's Chevy

Chillin' like I'm at home or something

If you got a problem

That's you with a problem

Don't die thinkin' you the chosen one

And I stay blessed

Cause I was 13 with a stolen gun

See all of my life I've been earnin' my stripes

Zebra out here with the golden lungs

Bitch my name's Chevy

Chillin' like I'm at home or something

If you got a problem

That's you with a problem

Don't die thinkin' you the chosen one

And I stay blessed

Cause I was 13 with a stolen gun

See all of my life I've been earnin' my stripes

Zebra out here with the golden lungs

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