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Speak No Englo
Chuckyy
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(Opium, Opium) yeah, Japan swag, yeah, double cup
It ain't hard to be a boss at all
I could teach you all the sauce, but what would I get outta that?
I'm talkin' to yo' girl right now, she's at the studio right now, and she a freak, yeah
Snap back, I can't go, right now, I'm 'bout to slide with a Draco (brrt-brrt)
Yeah, I fell in love with a bankroll, yeah, pretty lil' bih, got a face on her
Yeah, I fell in love with a skank ho, red light too, they both go both ways (both ways)
Right now, I'm pushin' the Range Rover, cruisin', Hellcat givin' me road rage
Yeah, Lambo' fuck up the E-way (yeah), uh, I'll make her mad on her B-day (B)
Yeah, all these hos on G6s, so she wanna fuck more than me, ay
Yeah (yeah), if I don't send it back, it's a relay (yeah), sippin' on drank and it relay (relay)
Ain't been to the studio in like two weeks, I been in the crib on 2K (yeah)
In New York, just ridin' my skateboard (skateboard), and of course linkin' up with the label (label)
I been shoppin', but you know that's basic, I got plenty shit up on the table (yeah)
I got plenty shit up in the closet (yeah), step inside, shit look like a office (office)
My LA bitch only want chocolate (yeah) 'cause she like it together with coffee (coffee)
Uh, black shoes, I got a Black Cat, black mask, I got a black gun (brrt)
Uh, 2019 in a hot car, caught a nigga, dunked on his ass like Bron-Bron (brrt)
OT, can't get your lo'? Don't worry 'bout it, I'ma just call up Hot Rod
Yeah, Chuckyy a real-deal gangsta, don't need a Glock, I'll smack the fuck outta him
By the way that we live, we need that Glock and I know how knock off body parts
Yeah, Glock 20 came with the glow sights, so I could see a fuck nigga runnin', dump time (bah)
Calls is great at nighttime (got 'em), my mini Drac' in a Goyard, yeah, yeah, no englo, yeah, we gon' write dots, yeah
Speak no englo, talk to cops (cops), fuck 'em all, free the opps (follow 'em)
Start shootin' 'til a body drop (rrt), niggas can't post on they block (brrt)
Fuck, I'm richer than all my opps (opps), you front the move, that shit get you got (got)
We never go eye for eye, take a nigga eye-eye out (socket, phew)
Niggas be dyin' for clout (clout, yeah)
See 'em drop, yeah
Saw 'em drop, yeah (and we tie it up, yeah)
I was just born a thug, yeah