Bhrome Heart lyrics

by

Skrilla



[Intro]
Word, ha (Damn, Cheme)
Frrt, yeah, it's me (Come here)
(Ayo, Saint)
Frrt (Yeah, it's me, get him)
Crash out boy

[Verse]
How the f*ck they try to bip me? I'm in the bipper (The f*ck?), like the f*ck type time they on? (Yeah, yeah)
I pop out, Gen5, 43X, should've f*cking robbed alone (Wala-la-la-la-la-la, goddamn)
Just got a new drop, kill a new opp, my lil' thot line what I want (The f*ck?)
Put sh*t together, got my shooters pay roll, they on the run (They on the—)
I swear to—, uh (Come here)
Bouncin' out thе V, helped me and my shootеrs' relationship (I swear to God)
You ain't get in that V, so why the f*ck you sayin' sh*t? (The f*ck? Sayin' sh*t)
sh*t, I just sent a blitz, bro hawk 'em down and came back with a bone (Come here, uh)
I'm a self-made zombie walkin' (Yeah), havin' lick, do drills alone (Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
Go on drills in Chrome Heart (Zombie Land lieutenant)
Think you the sh*t, you not the fart
Pop outside when it get dark (Chrome, Chrome), them 7.62s, they get sharp (Do drills in Chrome Heart)
Shark teeth (Chrome, Chrome), bed rockin' oppers to the f*ckin' cradle (Come here, damn)
Pour a four of Wockhardt (Geek, geek), mix it with the Tris inside the Faygo (The f*ck? Geek)
Percocet stay on my mind, I don't know why I can't get no sleep (I swear, I can't get no sleep)
Brodie say he on my ass, greet with a blick whenever he meet (On what? Come here)
Damn, I got my I mama mad, I put 24K gold my teeth (On what?)
I done tatted dope on my face 'cause I put dawg up on these streets (On what?)
[Outro]
On foenem, n*gga, the f*ck? Haha
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