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Chip
Chip
Stimme und Gesang
Yung Filly
Yung Filly
Stimme und Gesang
Ransom Beatz
Ransom Beatz
Programmierung
Jay Weathers
Jay Weathers
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Chip
Chip
Komponist:in
Yung Filly
Yung Filly
Komponist:in
Ransom Beatz
Ransom Beatz
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Ransom Beatz
Ransom Beatz
Produzent:in
Shaun Barrett
Shaun Barrett
Ingenieur:in
Jay Reynolds
Jay Reynolds
Mischtechniker:in
Jay Weathers
Jay Weathers
Produzent:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It's the glow
Why am I surprised she wanted to know?
Keep on digging for your shit, you ain't gettin' no gold
I can count how many times I wanted to know (Ransom got that sauce, innit)
She wonder what I do on my day to day
Ain't a hero for these hoes, I won't save the day
I just pick and choose like I'm Flava Flav
Is your eyes on me or my
[Verse 2]
Uh, I told 'em already
Steady icing on me, all I need is the cherry
Chevy ready, baby, filling L.A. with it
Coochie wetty wetty, ready to play with it
I'm so sorry I'm so solid, I'm heavyweight
I'm very late, it's all courtesy of the mary jane
Remember viewing the Mediterranean
Had a baddie on my arm and she said she Canadian (Ow!)
Brown skin and she lookin' Arabian (Wow!)
Body out of this world, it's a alien (How?)
Fuck it up, then I tell her to go
Toast, gotta save me this bread case I need me a loaf
Had to glow the family up, so they're litter than me
My bank stack getting taller, it's bigger than me
I shout facts, dargy, that ain't a figure of speech
I celebrate, I'm getting wavy, I'm feeling marine
[Verse 3]
She witnessed the glow
Why am I surprised she wanted to know
Keep on digging for your shit, you ain't gettin' no gold
I can count how many times I wanted to know
Is your eyes on me or my bread?
She wonder what I do on my day to day
Ain't a hero for these hoes, I won't save the day
I just pick and choose like I'm Flava Flav
Are your eyes on me or my bread?
[Verse 4]
Yo, she never been on a yacht
She wan do it on a boat
But would she do it on a bus
Would she ride if I was broke?
Lil baddy lost for words
Just wanna choke on the GOAT
Magic touch on my meat
It might turn into a bone
She just wanna snap any time she in my settings
True I take her places by herself she wouldn't get in
This life chose me
Can't say I chose it
Still part that ocean with the stick like Moses
Buss a lot of people, I couldn't say it was worth it
I buss a lot of people I couldn't say deserved it
Pocket watchin' friends get cut when they surface
I ain't sayin' I'm perfect, but I know this verse is
I hit my friends' spots, I ain't really a clubber
When you're lit like Chip, gotta walk with a rubber
Thinkin' 'bout my future, rappin' on this feature
Only time I don't wear my gloves if she a keeper
I'm not tryna do a Future
I don't want seven baby mums
Just give me one that makes the curry goat and rice nice
I'm lookin' back on my journey, it's been a right ride
I don't even like rides
Super nice with syllables, I still ain't reached my pinnacle
But I don't really like heights
Rap scene my theme park
Only gyal ride on me, darg
You hear a caption in my lyrics, you can keep it
It's London, boy, but I'm here with Filly on my Meek shit
[Verse 5]
She witnessed the glow
Why am I surprised she wanted to know
Keep on digging for your shit, you ain't gettin' no gold
I can count how many times I wanted to know
Is your eyes on me or my bread?
She wonder what I do on my day to day
Ain't a hero for these hoes, I won't save the day
I just pick and choose like I'm Flava Flav
Are your eyes on me or my bread?
[Verse 6]
Why am I surprised she wanted to know
Keep on digging for your shit, you ain't gettin' no gold
I can count how many times I wanted to know
Is your eyes on me or my bread?
Written by: Chip, Ransom Beatz, Yung Filly
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