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Only Ck
Only Ck
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Let me interview you in some chocolate, chocolate, chocolate, chocolate, chocolate, chocolate
Yeah, my bitch, she bad and she brown, I call her chocolate. Yeah, I'm not from Houston, but I pop off like a rocket
Shoot shit up like I'm you, I just see Jane talking. All this shit I earn, and it's mine, so I'ma pop it
**** out here sick as rock, they caught a disease. Call me COVID, cause I leave them brothers outta sneeze
Bad bitch, her name Alicia, and that bitch gave me the keys to her heart
And it's covered in chrome, I thought that shit was neat
She told me, baby, I'm Mr. Rage. I told her, get used to it, or you might just go insane
Keep that 2D by my side, cause these **** like to aim
Me and all these ****, yeah, we are not the same. We are not alike
These **** all so pussy, yeah, they can't even put up a fight
These **** all not like me, cause they can't even shoot no sight
If you wanna live your best, bet go be a flight, cause if I see you, it's your life
Hold up, I ain't finished. Yeah, I feel the effort of it, come back like I'm Dennis
**** say they hate me, and it's cool, cause I'm a menace
**** know they cannot stop me, yeah, they can't diminish
Play you, so just buy some tennis
Bitch, she covered in chrome. My bitch covered in foam
My bitch wanna go home. My bitch, she blowin' my phone
Yeah, she covered in red. Yeah, she wanna be dead
Yeah, she need me dead. Yeah, she need me dead
Yeah, she covered in chrome. Yeah, she wanna go home
Yeah, she blowin' my phone. Yeah, she wanna go home
Written by: Only Ck
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