Chrome Pliers lyrics

[Intro: Lil Yachty]
Look, see
I'm goddamn young that my assistant goddamn like—
Like, nah, you puttin' the clothes in the—, in the f*ckin' wrong side
The trunk in the front, girl, not in the damn back
What is you doin'?
Tsk, shh

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Free all my shooters
You was crackin' cars but it was some' to do (Brrt)
You was rockin' the sh*t
Which one of you-body knew?
Yeah, [?] Uncle Luke, y'all like Uncle Sam
F-150 loaded up, look like Monster Jam (It's us)
Okay, he can fight but can he box this brand new F&N? (Brr)
I can tell you never seen an M, [?]
It's a pointer, where this back end, startin' rap beat
Okay
I don't f*ckin' beef with you, pus*y

[Verse 2: DC2Trill]
Double up on woods
n*gga, double up on three-pointer
Double up on 'Scotti smoke
pus*y, I'm a big stoner ('Scotti)
I was goin' hard in the paint, yeah, I'm a Wock' owner
Ain't no regular trill sh*t, what you think the "2" for?
Smoke cloud out the roof, huh?
Almost thought she knew us
Post some sh*t, look disrespectful
My pop feel like twenty [?]
See my [?] left the town
Now she know she one special
With my team, no other n*ggas
One of my drunks [?]
Spinnin' two days with you, baby three weeks
No need for no glasses, I know that I'm geeked
No need for no tests, I know he elite (No)
He can't hang with 2TB (Nah)
n*gga, slow down [?]
[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
n*ggas gotta' face the factor, honest truth, could never be me

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