Chrome Bandit Lyrics

I'm a, I'm a chrome heart bandit You niggas can't, I'm a, uh, uh

I'm a chrome heart bandit You niggas can't stand me

I just took a dip up in a bitch thought I was drownin

And I ain't really interested in gettin' a Grammy

But I'ma go get it and run it up for my family

Cause I'm a go-getter, flow killer, I'm so iller

You dumb nigga who told you that you fuckin' with us

I had to get it and run up my racks

Got my racks and I ran that shit up

Pretty bitch ass fat so I fuck

In the whip with the grip where I clutch

Walk in Sak's and I'm fuckin' it up

Walk in Nieman's I'm runnin' a muck

Gangsta lean when I step with the pump

Fuck with me and you tried your luck

Fuck with me and you tried your luck, uh

Hennessy, you can't fill it up

Fuck with P's, I'm leanin' like, uh

Fuck with E, I'm zootin' like, uh

In the back of the back with the pump

One for callin', we turnin' it up

I just hope that they do not call us

One for callin', we turnin' shit up

I just hope that they do not call us

We got straps, you know they not tucked

I'm the bat, you should know what's up

In the back dressed in black with the, uh

Get some racks to my bitch, I'm like, huh

Spend some racks and some more on my son

Not to mention what I got in the tuck

We got your bitch up in the section, we coolin

We let her in because the little bitch was droolin

Bro had the bezel when I had the Cuban

Pretty bitches love it and you know that they choosin

You know that they choosin', you know that they choosin

They like the way a young nigga is movin

Call me Baby Bruce Wayne or Baby Mark Cuban

I'm runnin' it up and you can't do nothin' to me

I'm a chrome heart bandit and you niggas can't stand me

I just took a dip up in a bitch, thought I was drownin

I ain't really interested in gettin' a Grammy

But I'ma go get it and run it up for my family

I'm a go-getter, a flow killer, I'm so hella

You dumb nigga who told you that you fuckin' with us

I had to get it and run up my racks

I had to get it and run up my racks

Had to get it and run up my racks

Lot of nights that I wouldn't come back

Hit the E-Way and go get the pack

Hit the E-Way and go get the pack

On the E-Way and I hit the gas

Only thing I'm thinkin' bout is cash

Hopin' pray when I get back

I can go and run up all my cash

Off the drugs, I need to relax

Call a plug, I'm bout to relapse

Fuck with mud, I feel like a plant

Smokin' bud, I'm high as I can

I don't run, but I run them tracks

Hop in one and burn out the track

I'm the one, you know I won't lack

I'm the one, you know I won't lack

I don't play with niggas, that's a fact

If you actin' crazy, met ya match

I'm tryna stay far from violence

But niggas tryna bring me back

Can't let him knock me up my square

Cause I can never go back

To livin' in the trap

I'm tryna get back