Detroit Ché - DETROIT CHIZZY

Detroit ché made this beat
Yeahhh
Call me haha davis yeah i'm back back
Tell em play they cards right like its black jack
Everything they doing shit i'm past that
We having new motion
Niggas having flashbacks
I'm in the ring yelling where my match at
I got these all white buffies wit my black ass
I feel like rich ken
All white buffies got the hoes wanna fuck the chizz
I was in new york rollin woods stomping in my timbs
Now i'm in detroit snow up to my shin
And i stunt hard you ah think i'm hill
And i ball hard you ah think i'm bill
Tell that nigga howie ion't need a deal
My mic sound nice like that nigga will
They sick of all my niggas cuz my niggas aye
They sick of all my niggas cuz my niggas ill
All these niggas copy all these bitches fake
All these hoes popped i just call em faygo
All white buffies like vanilla vae
I mean vae vanilla
I'm so damn fly i'm like propellers
Oh the tables turn now you niggas jealous
Soulja boy who you can't tell me nothing
Pussy ass niggas got no love for they ass
I feel like los and nutty
All green on me like i'm shego
Kim impossible yo mission up
Baby you ain't funny you ain't delo
Dead ass real talk
You know i fuck it up
(I fucks it up all night)
Bitches lost
Bitches tryna catch up to me but it's giving sloth
Say she real but she fraud
And niggas really soft they ain't hard
Boy go get a bag like jr
Niggas ain't getting nothing
They just getting mad cuz i'm getting off
It's time for a dub i took my biggest lose
Tia kemp i'ma show these bitches who the biggest boss
I'm so high like the man on the moon
No kid cudi
They still copy what i do
Simon ain't een said nothing
They so sloppy wit they moves
I sit back this shit funny
I just came for the lamb chops
My brother throwing money
Before this rap shit i was shooting buckets
Rule number 1
Never trust a nigga yelling trust me
Rule number 2
Never trust a bitch yelling fuck me
Cuz if a mothafucka yelling that shit
I know they useta love me
(And bitch is universal ok)
I'm high as fuck up in the function
I can't function
Shout out to my nigga tim
We ballin we big duncan
And this beat brian
Cuz this bitch pumping
All these niggas copy all these bitches fake
All these hoes popped i just call em faygo
All white buffies like vanilla vae
I mean vae vanilla
I'm so damn fly i'm like propellers
Oh the tables turn now you niggas jealous
Soulja boy who you can't tell me nothing
Pussy ass niggas got no love for they ass
I feel like los and nutty
Womp womp womp womp
Alright that's cool

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Detroit Ché

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