Genes
Chip, SL
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Zedd on the beat, boy Boy I got this in my genes, keep a pocket full of trees Course I'm flexing in my 20's I was flexing in my teens Pulled up said she wanna please, told her drop down to her knees Never catch me out of pocket, nah I got this in my jeans I still flex on the main road With a f*ck off stud, you know how it goes She a dangerous hoe, she don't say no words She says it all by the throat, stepped in the room, two gorgeous hoes I looked at bro he said he involved Yeah I don't cut no shapes but I cut man's face Like wrong timing bro Light up this different tweed It come bitter but sweet Tell my nigga take two off the price He said alright, yeah, he done man neat Stunts on snap with the nice VV's but it's never nice when I spot those neeks I looked at bro I said I like what he sees He said he likes what he sees plus there's two if he's tryna be a G Trap boy always got it on me The packs come strong so they go with ease The bop comes strong so she rolls with me Boy I got this in my genes, keep a pocket full of trees Course I'm flexing in my 20's, I was flexing in my teens Pulled up said she wanna please, told her drop down to her knees Never catch me out of pocket, nah, I've got this in my jeans Boy I got this in my genes, keep a pocket full of trees Course I'm flexing in my 20's, I was flexing in my teens Pulled up said she wanna please, told her drop down to her knees Never catch me out of pocket, nah, I've got this in my jeans Ay ay, niggas spit all the gas (lies) Hit 'em wid' all the facts (bye) F*ck it I'ma open a grave (hey) Chip killed all dem tracks (yeah) Really want my old ting back so I grab that back then I grab that back (mm) Told S come down to my London show but he couldn't 'cah he was on tag Aye, tropical juice and ray Aye, man don't sniff, man blaze Aye, me and her speak in code She call me bro not boo or bae Aye, anytime I had a long day She on brain, let her put on my chain On a late night whipping up waves Man I like this one let her stay (she cool) D-squared drop my jeans down Smoking on a different tweed (wow) Top was in a different league (ow) Boy I got this in my genes, keep a pocket full of trees Course I'm flexing in my 20's, I was flexing in my teens Pulled up said she wanna please, told her drop down to her knees Never catch me out of pocket, nah, I've got this in my jeans Boy I got this in my genes, keep a pocket full of trees Course I'm flexing in my 20's, I was flexing in my teens Pulled up said she wanna please, told her drop down to her knees Never catch me out of pocket, nah, I've got this in my jeans
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