CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Purell
My chain, my wrist, my drip, too hard
I pay, respects, my clips, AR
I got, some head, inside, the car
I pull, the strings, I play, guitar
My chain, my wrist, my drip, too hard
I step, outside, I raise, the bar
We can't, go back, we came, this far
We can't, go back, we came, this far
I'm so fly that I hopped up on the jet and I had to show the pilot
I'm gonna count the money, wash my hands twice, I don't want no Coronavirus
Shorty tell me that the pu**y brand new but I already know the vibes
I don't ever gotta work another job but I still put in overtime (yeah)
I put a plain jane on the wrist just to know the time
And my homie put a red dot on your forehead, open mind
she say I hit the pu**y too hard
Make it look easy, I rolled me a blunt and I start gettin' [?]
With my eyes closed, I could twist this up
Same way I did the pound, sold that b*t*h, zipped it up
Won't stop 'til I'm rich as f**k
20 chains on ain't no missin' us, I know why they been p*ssed at us
My chain, my wrist, my drip, too hard
I pay, respects, my clips, AR
I got, some head, inside, the car
I pull, the strings, I play, guitar
My chain, my wrist, my drip, too hard
I step, outside, I raise, the bar
We can't, go back, we came, this far
We can't, go back, we came, this far
I pay, respects, my clips, AR
I got, some head, inside, the car
I pull, the strings, I play, guitar
My chain, my wrist, my drip, too hard
I step, outside, I raise, the bar
We can't, go back, we came, this far
We can't, go back, we came, this far
I'm so fly that I hopped up on the jet and I had to show the pilot
I'm gonna count the money, wash my hands twice, I don't want no Coronavirus
Shorty tell me that the pu**y brand new but I already know the vibes
I don't ever gotta work another job but I still put in overtime (yeah)
I put a plain jane on the wrist just to know the time
And my homie put a red dot on your forehead, open mind
she say I hit the pu**y too hard
Make it look easy, I rolled me a blunt and I start gettin' [?]
With my eyes closed, I could twist this up
Same way I did the pound, sold that b*t*h, zipped it up
Won't stop 'til I'm rich as f**k
20 chains on ain't no missin' us, I know why they been p*ssed at us
My chain, my wrist, my drip, too hard
I pay, respects, my clips, AR
I got, some head, inside, the car
I pull, the strings, I play, guitar
My chain, my wrist, my drip, too hard
I step, outside, I raise, the bar
We can't, go back, we came, this far
We can't, go back, we came, this far
