T8TE V8NITY - CHA!NZ

Pussy boi he don't want war
I wrap a chain around his neck snatch the song out his vocal cords
I had enough and I can't take no more
Thought I was lacking but we hide the blicks under my mommas floor boards
Bitch we causing misery
This shit is smoking and yo homie missing
I'm so broken and I don't fix a thing
He didn't blow that nigga don't be shooting

First things first are you listening
Stain on your shirt can't get rid of me
Put him in a hearse if he thinks it's sweet
Throw a fit in the club it's the Hennessy
First things first are you listening
Stain your shirt can't rid of me
Put him inna hearse if he thinks it's sweet
Throw a fit in the club it's the Hennessy

Why you lying? People dying every fucking day
Sent him out there spying choppa flying at his fucking face
Thought you had you one I bid you one cause you not fucking safe
Yo bitch always calling told that bitch I need my fucking space
Can't pick one damn I need like 6
You on my dick if that's not sick then I don't know what is
I pull up in a whip with sis yeah she hold my stick
The choppa blow him a kiss if he slip I dip
Don't be holding my shit you get a hit that's it l
Yo bitch be showing pics of you get my gist she lit

Break my fist inside his face
I'm looking for a new way out this damaged place
You talking shit like I won't stop to drop his case
Just know that what was said is done I can't relate

I'm out of
I'm out of
I'm out of
Im out of
(Chains)

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(Im out of )
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(I'm out of)
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(Im out of)

Written by:
Trinity Tate

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