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Silver Chain
600
Hip-Hop/Rap
Silver Chain was released on July 24, 2022 by 11:59 as a part of the album Silver Chain - Single
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Release DateJuly 24, 2022
Label11:59
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jose Slev
Jose Slev
Songwriter

Lyrics

Gosha
Slevpy
I knew that shawty was a ho 'cause she lookin' at my watch
And she always come around but she never tryna talk (pew, pew)
Got two silver chains, and they're swinging like a lock
Pull up with a Glock, let it pop, take off your top
My bitch flex a rack, throw it up and let it rain
My lady fine as hell, and she like to give me brain
Fishnets on when we fuckin', she my main
Money, drugs, and bitches, the only thing I'm tryna gain
I knew that shawty was a ho 'cause she lookin' at my watch
And she always come around but she never tryna talk (pew, pew)
Got two silver chains, and they're swinging like a lock
Pull up with a Glock, let it pop, take off your top
My bitch flex a rack, throw it up and let it rain
My lady fine as hell, and she like to give me brain
Fishnets on when we fuckin', she my main
Money, drugs, and bitches, the only thing I'm tryna gain
I'ma keep it real, this a rule I'ma die under
Talk on my name, shh, shush, that's the silencer
Predicting all your steps like a tracer, what you know?
They callin' me a King Pin 'cause I be movin' dope
Let's take it outside, like, what you tryna do?
You talk a big game, but we know you're gonna lose
Finna sit back, get my money, change the clock
'Cause your shawty tryna take up all my time like a thot
I knew that shawty was a ho 'cause she lookin' at my watch
And she always come around but she never tryna talk (pew, pew)
Got two silver chains, and they're swinging like a lock
Pull up with a Glock, let it pop, take off your top
My bitch flex a rack, throw it up and let it rain
My lady fine as hell, and she like to give me brain
Fishnets on when we fuckin', she my main
Money, drugs, and bitches, the only thing I'm tryna gain
I knew that shawty was a ho 'cause she lookin' at my watch
And she always come around but she never tryna talk (pew, pew)
Got two silver chains, and they're swinging like a lock
Pull up with a Glock, let it pop, take off your top
My bitch flex a rack, throw it up and let it rain
My lady fine as hell, and she like to give me brain
Fishnets on when we fuckin', she my main
Money, drugs, and bitches, the only thing I'm tryna gain
If she ain't got a AP, she is not mine
You cold, he cold
She belongs to the streets!
Written by: Jose Slev
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