CHIP!
Caliber
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(Ahhhh) (Wah wah wah wah wah) (wah wah wah wah wah) I got a chip, I got a chip I'm finna wyle, I'm finna dip You ate my heart, you ate my heart bae Put me on broadway, pour all dat salt in Oooh I'm on 10 F*ck the whole world, I put my hip In it like John Wick, I got a grip Share it on Tik-Tok, clappin' like Flip-Flop, left over wrist-watch Fightin on finance wit'cho fine ass, put me in place like I'm the rent Bitch think you Barbie, I ain't yo Ken Yeah I'm broke nigga dis is America, shit built on credit, I'm pitchin' my tent Dap Uncle Sam wit' a big ass grin, turnt real shark I'm growin' my fin F*ck the fit up like he ordered from Shein, Bitch I'm outside ain't right within Been tryna exchange my whole being, Forex nigga go and make me a flip You gimme' ya trust and I'm takin' a sip Ain't shootin for love, I fumble the clip Ain't shootin for love, I fumble the clip I'm tired, Niggas movin' with a loose screw not retied I'm on E like a Tesl-a, motherboard new and rewired Mother bored of me sleepin' in her crib eatin' up all of her diet Got bitches in my head, gassin up my engine, best believe they is all fye Delulu like Lizzy McGuire, the wrong nigga to inspire (Yeah) I am the Mac and yes y'all are some Q Kazoos, blew regard kisses to ya Insanity silly so I ran dumbly I got to the line Ain't know bout no race but I know I'm a looney Best hope in my pock- I ain't got no Glock-izzy cause Y'all better run when I pick it up (Y'all better run when I) Y'all better run when I pick it up (Y'all better run when I, y'all better run when I) Y'all better run when I pick it up I got a chip, I got a chip I'm finna wyle, I'm finna dip You ate my heart, you ate my heart bae Put me on broadway, pour all dat salt in Oooh I'm on 10 F*ck the whole world, I put my hip In it like John Wick, I got a grip Share it on Tik-Tok, clappin' like Flip-Flop, left over wrist-watch Fightin on finance wit'cho fine ass, put me in place like I'm the rent Bitch think you Barbie, I ain't yo Ken Yeah I'm broke nigga dis is America, shit built on credit, I'm pitchin' my tent Dap Uncle Sam wit' a big ass grin, turnt real shark I'm growin' my fin F*ck the fit up like he- Run for yo'selves, Red Blue Re-Democrat When I'm up best believe we done wit' all of that Don't give a f*ck, picked up the crown, it's up then it's stuck She dance wit' the the stars and you is a runner up You better run when I pick it up Ain't shootin for love, I fumbled the clip Ain't shootin for love, I fumbled the clip
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Written by: Isaiah Conte, Opoku Boateng
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