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Yung Bleu - Chrome Heart (Official Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Bleu
Yung Bleu
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Biddle
Jeremy Biddle
Songwriter
Teldrick Smith
Teldrick Smith
Songwriter
Jerry Lang II
Jerry Lang II
Songwriter
Robert Robby Hale
Robert Robby Hale
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
J.L.
J.L.
Producer
Nathaniel Alford
Nathaniel Alford
Recording Engineer
Roscoe D. Jenkins
Roscoe D. Jenkins
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jesse Jazz
Jesse Jazz
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I heard some **** want to kill me, they ain't spin yet
Fuck I look like peepin'? He ain't made twenty mill' yet
And I ain't even post the pictures on my last check
I probably fuck a **** sister on this big ass jet
Fuck a feature, I want money, power, and respect
I got my bitches in my phone gettin' neglected
My main mission to get all the opp hoes pregnant
Then make them kids kill their step-daddy, fuck 'em, yeah
[Verse 2]
I'm in the blocks, met some bitches I ain't even fucked
Before you open your mouth, let a **** clean your pussy up
Humble-ass ****, used to feel like I ain't good enough
We robbin' the robbers, them shooters don't even drill enough
Police spin the block one more time, you ain't kill enough
And I got twin fifties on this bitch, you get titty fucked
All the youngins in here with the street sweeper, clean the city up
Go and ask and I told 'em, you send 'em boys, we gon' send 'em up
[Chorus]
Got my money up, I'm feelin' like the shit right now
Lookin' like I just served a brick right now
I pay for it, fuck you and your clique right now
Bitch, we do this all the time, pipe down
Oh yeah, ring around the rosie, why you in the nosebleeds?
Girl, you with a rich **** now
And I could put you on the floor seats
Long as you can hold me
Long as you can hold me down
[Verse 3]
I get this feeling in my stomach when I'm thinkin' about you
I hope you feel it when I'm comin', 'cause I'm cummin' inside you
I put my trust in you just like I put my trust in the Bible
Think I finesse you out some money, they would never survive one
[Verse 4]
How the fuck I'ma let a **** be my master?
****, you don't even know your masters
I'm a big billy goat, I ain't never been a cattle
It's the principle, little ****, I'ma hit you with that paddle
Brrr and they scatter
If anything, I'm loyal to a fault
How the fuck you scared of turnin' other **** to a boss?
I'm in this Maybach like I signed a deal with Ross
The smallest things turn me off, I told my driver drop you off, fuck it
[Chorus]
Got my money up, I'm feelin' like the shit right now
Lookin' like I just served a brick right now
I pay for it, fuck you and your clique right now
Bitch, we do this all the time, pipe down
Oh yeah, ring around the rosie, why you in the nosebleeds?
Girl, you with a rich **** now
And I could put you on the floor seats
Long as you can hold me
Long as you can hold me down
[Verse 5]
Yeah, the key to stackin' money, just don't spend it till you get it
The key to life don't speak on the dead, speak to the livin'
Keep the Christmas lights 'cause every day it feel like Christmas
Two cookie cutters for a **** slidin' down my chimney
I've been smart, I've been wise, I've been with it
So it's hard to go against me
Ain't no serial number or no tags on them switches
Better get your man or you'll be history, yeah
[Outro]
I put you on the first class on the private
Put a bad bitch on the private
On the private
Written by: Jeremy Biddle, Jerry Lang II, Robert Weinacker Hale, Teldrick Smith
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