Lyrics:
No Value, you ain't got none
When I pull up with a motherfucking shotgun
I could fuck yo bitch ass up with no bother
While yo bitch ass is crying
And spread that thing you pee pee with
I taste Tostitos in your peehole
Blue cheese Doritos, jalapeno Fritos
Let me munch on your bean burrito
I eat chips real
straight from the 'Sip
Eating barbecue chip
Stoney Blue got more sauce than Sweet Baby Ray
For big bag I'ma run for the gang
I love Fritos got no time lay
Blue faces stack them digits
Stay heated cuz haters gone envy
Get ya bands up ya smell me
I’m out for the chips
I hit the road and I do the most
I
the truth, that has more value than anything blue (Yeah, yeah)
I'm with the fam, shit has been cool but I'm in a rush so I gotta choose
Yeah
I'm sorry it's
values on where you should man what the fuck yo
Get to the chips, get to chips
Brady to Gronk, I'm givin' em six
Feelin' legit, and I'm with the shits
Test
I wish
I wish we knew to value money quick
I wish
We gambled stashing all our chips
I wish
I wish that life wasn't such a bitch
Like if I tried
like
You feel like you got a chip on your shoulder
Until you finally get the memo, you will always feel that way
Why God, why God do I gotta suffer?
like
You feel like you got a chip on your shoulder
Until you finally get the memo, you will always feel that way
Why God, why God do I gotta suffer?
don't know us
Vision eighty-eight kilos of cocaine smack-dead in your face
The street value of that is what you dream to make
Runnin' illegal
Yeah, vision 88 kilos of cocaine smack-dead in your face
The street value of that is what you dream to make
Run an illegal business, racketeerin'
a deadline,
A press headline,
Every sorrow.
Blues value
Is news value
Tomorrow.
Blues
Twentieth century blues
Are getting me down.
Blues
Escape
We can humanize the value of our lives
With the power of our feelings
We can humanize the value of our lives
With the power of our feelings
Boys are
the spirit at the pulpit
Can I get a witness and a pool stick
My neighbor say the 808 a nuisance
See, I'm just a bastard that can rap blues
At least I know
connect you to who was I
(Sigh)
Bon voyage, auf Weidersehen and Goodbye
(See)
I'm the sauce with the chips but you cannot double dip
I'm a drug that you've
in size
Smoothed out every rough edge
I'm just tryna be polite
If you're gonna take me at face value
I might as well wear a mask
Cause who I am is
down, ooh if you knew me back then
Wasn't this good at attracting, all the wants that I needed
Gotta gobble up this chip on my shoulder before it make me
a deadline,
A press headline,
Every sorrow.
Blues value
Is news value
Tomorrow.
Blues
Twentieth century blues
Are getting me down.
Blues
Escape
Big chips! (Woo!)
We off in Vegas drinking and partying
We got chicks in swimsuits modeling
We in the twin stretch Maybachs dipping low
The way
Big chips! (Woo!)
We off in Vegas drinking and partying
We got chicks in swimsuits modeling
We in the twin stretch Maybachs dipping low
The way
I like my blues cryogenic Walt Disney (La La La La La)
I like my blues cryogenic Walt Disney (can you free yourself?)
What's the value if you still
never get to shine, shine
Hey, Vinyl Blue in Green, Miles Davis CDs
I compose my sixteens
Before eighty-eight keys
The first time I did drugs
It was
worship everything and then value nothing
guess the easiest person to fool is your self-assuring
guilt-free conscience, alluring all prospective victims
now all this time later
But no I'm a fucking adult I know that I'm not into pickles
Yeah that's just kinda what it is
I fucking like all dressed chips I
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