Key Glock - Chromosomes

(Ayo, Bandplay)
Yeah
Bitch

One, two, three, four O's inside a Styrofoam (Wock', Wock')
One, two, three, four hoes who tryna take me home (yeah)
Five, six bracelets on my wrist, look like a pot of gold (bitch)
I got money, money, money, money runnin' through my chromosomes (yeah)
One, two, three, four O's inside a Styrofoam (Wock', Wock')
One, two, three, four hoes who tryna take me home (Yeah)
Five, six bracelets on my wrist, look like a pot of gold (bitch)
I got money, money, money, money runnin' through my chromosomes (yeah)

One, two, three, four O's inside my Fanta (yeah)
Slidin' through Atlanta, yeah, bitch, I fuck with the scammers (yeah)
I'm 'bout my bucks like Tampa (ayy)
This money got me baffled (yeah)
I get it with no hassle (yeah)
I'm one lil' rich-ass bastard (yeah)
I got one, two, three, four O's inside my Snapple (Snapple)
Yeah, I really, really get it while these niggas hustlin' backwards (yeah)
I got one too many chains on, this cost a Phantom (yeah, skrrt)
They say money talk, well, can you please excuse my grammar? (The fuck?)
I got ninety-nine problems and the opps ain't one (yeah)
I been hustlin', I been gettin' it, nigga, since the day one (yeah)
Got like six chains on, niggas ain't gon' take one
Yeah, I keep that banger on me, nigga ain't gon' take nothin' (you dig?)

One, two, three, four O's inside a Styrofoam (Wock', Wock')
One, two, three, four hoes who tryna take me home (yeah)
Five, six bracelets on my wrist, look like a pot of gold (bitch)
I got money, money, money, money runnin' through my chromosomes (yeah)
One, two, three, four O's inside a Styrofoam (Wock', Wock')
One, two, three, four hoes who tryna take me home (Yeah)
Five, six bracelets on my wrist, look like a pot of gold (bitch)
I got money, money, money, money runnin' through my chromosomes

Yeah
Yeah

Written by:
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey, Jerry Marlon Beach

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