CHPSKTS. Lyrics

The hos confusing the women now women gon' follow what hos do

I keep it gentleman really only 'cause that's what I'm supposed to

Don't mean I don't recognize it on your skin whenever you be walking through

Gotta let you live

What I look like walking 'round here as if I own You

Mom x Poppa taught me better

They ain't raise a simp, a ho, a bih or none of that

Take my honor and sit it in front of that

While we're at it let's put it in all caps

(Come on Now)

To the left hand side go 'head pass the Dutch

Or the raw won't seem 'em like this ever again after us

You better believe.

Now It's, 6:23 A

I, rolled bout three thangs

For keeps Be the way we play

Won't be calling me CHPSKT

It's, 6:23 A

I, rolled bout three thangs

For keeps Be the way we play

Won't be calling me CHPSKT

If I trip I'm falling forward

If it's lit burn after rolling

Pitch assist I'm giving it back or give it x go like Nikola Jokic

I was him way before my placenta had brok

And Mommy she knowed it

Call me i.K.e. the prophet

I emcee for profit now

Yah, yah

I just wanna be heard and they're steady watching out

I gotta get it though and I know that sounded optional

Leveling up I got 'bout 105 to go

It's practical, to keep a heel on necks just to remind em about everything we've been striving for

Everything we're striving for

It's, 6:23 A

I, rolled bout three thangs

For keeps Be the way we play

Won't be calling me CHPSKT

It's, 6:23 A

I, rolled bout three thangs

For keeps Be the way we play

Won't be calling me CHPSKT