CHRONICLES lyrics

[Chorus]
Thin ice, tiptoe, neck froze (Ice)
Fresh fit, fly as f*ck, mind your hoe (Watch), huh
Mechanisms on my wrist, Bionicles (Wrist)
Story about my life, this is my chronicles (Yuh)

[Verse]
Sippin' tonic, yeah, me and my gang speak ebonics, yeah (What?)
Shawty is fine as hell, don't think that we gon' be platonic, yeah
12 think I am here, then I ain't here, you ain't gon' find me here (Damn)
We up outta here, and f*ck all the n*ggas that doubted, yeah (f*ck 'em)
f*ck all the opps
I'm going straight to the top
[?]
Need me a queen, there's too many hoes
No, I cannot f*ck on a thot (Yeah)
Count up my greens and count up my blues
The money, it never gon' flop (No)
I don't do the lean, I don't do the percs
These days, I'm smoking on za (Za)
Smoking that weed a lot, these days it's keeping me calm (Calm)
I got the world on my hand these days, can't let it slip out of my palms
Back in your set, I bang on my chest, I move like animals (Yeah)
n*ggas, they don't know the game
These n*ggas ain't reading the manual (No)
[Chorus]
Thin ice, tiptoe, neck froze
Fresh fit, fly as f*ck, mind your hoe, huh
Mechanisms on my wrist, Bionicles
Story about my life, this is my chronicles
Thin ice, tiptoe, neck froze
Fresh fit, fly as f*ck, mind your hoe, huh
Mechanisms on my wrist, Bionicles
Story about my life, this is my chronicles