Lyrics:
every time I let the chips fall, where they may
I got pit stops in LA, makin' shit pop every day, yeah
People stumble on stones that I used to step
soufflé (sweet one)
And we done a lot today
We were chilling on the block today
Bare niggas want a verse from me (who am I?)
What's my name? C-H-I-P
your lips now please
見つめられたら最後 離れられないの
He's mint, he's mint
冷た目の態度 それすらも最高
He's mint, he's mint
Don't you break my heart お願い
その笑顔 chocolate chip
get fucked up for less, a nigga out of chips
The only thing I know is busting down a bail
Throwing it in the bag and putting it on the scale
The only
I'm pullin' out my cell phone flip, flip
You know I got to sneak and take a pic, pic
You make a dude wanna spend his chips, chips
I think I fell in
with them big chips with the bird lady and the Benzes (Benzes)
It's the fly away
Fly fly away
Or you can hit the highway
That's the only way that
Summer
In our Winter, they killin' niggas
See it as you see it in your skin boy (yeah)
And they clips got the chips boy (yeah)
They got that heat on they
Attracting all of the sluts
I got a chip on my shoulder
Like there was chips in my pocket
There ain't a cent in my jeans
But you might smell the ganja
I must
a bitch wanna cash in all her chips (Wanna cash in all her chips)
Tell my friends I'll see ya later girl I gotta dip (I'll see ya later girl I gotta dip)
Forgiato's on your spaceship
House the size of a bag of chips
Bulletproof around my Cullinan 'cause the gutter done left me scarred
Ain't no way that you
I'm only givin' my all
All that it takes, yes, I'm willin'
Let's go for the long haul
No matter how the chips may fall
We gotta build it up, make it
mega chips (Yep)
Flippin fake lays and I ain't talkin 'tato chips (Nigga)
If you ain't real then you'd better chill (What)
If he ain't got my damn money
(crisp), haters don't like it (like it)
Jacket full of trays (trays), gotta get my chips (chips)
manipulate your braud, put your chick on Craig List (List)
Christmas lights got my light bill high
I ain't got no chocolate chips
To go along with no glass of milk
But I got some chips and dip, baby
Kool-Aid
looking at the board
Wondering whether to have a burger or chips
Or what the shrapnel in my back pocket could afford
When I noticed out the corner of my
the door.
So I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder, I'm another day late and
One year older.
It's failure by design.
And we just want sleep,
and get it, let’s go
And get it, let’s get it
Let’s go, and get it
I stay crispy like a tater chip
Bout to go spend another made the chips
I’m
quick shit
Cause they want the chip
So I dip quick stop
Pull out the lab top
Tapped in the Window's software
You know one of biz
Then I put a few
I'm gonna check my scars at home
Gonna cash my chips and roam
Gonna walk before you fade to black
I'm gonna write a new resume
I'm gonna write
Hey Mr. Chips
How's the wife?
And are the kids still poison?
Do you still eat them?
Been under the gun
Running the guns
Say how'd this world
(crisp), haters don't like it (like it)
Jacket full of trays (trays), gotta get my chips (chips)
Manipulate your braud, put your chick on Craig List (List)
the door.
So I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder, I'm another day late and
One year older.
It's failure by design.
And we just want sleep,
Hey Mr. Chips
How's the wife?
And are the kids still poison?
Do you still eat them?
Been under the gun
Been running the gun
Say how'd this
chips
'cause it's straight gangsta
Straight gangsta
(Straight gangsta)
Gangsta
I need a down chic
That wouldn't mind loading the clip
And that wouldn't
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