Chrome (Cardi B Chopper) lyrics

[Intro]
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, left, right

[Chorus]
Diamonds they heavy, I don't got no balance (Yeah, yeah)
I f*ck on a b*tch, I get up in her panties (Yeah, yeah)
I do the Percocets, don’t f*ck with Xannies (Yeah, yeah)
But kids don't do drugs, it will f*ck up your sanity (Yeah, yeah)
I love my shooters, they always protecting me (Grrah, grrah)
Hand on the hammer then they get to hammering (Grrah, grrah)
I got this cash to take care of my family (Yeah, yeah)
Brother don't got to sell rock by the Dollar Tree (Yeah, yeah)

[Refrain]
Oh, I’m in my zone, hand on my chrome
Ain't want you wa-a-ant
Oh, I'm in my zone, hand on my chrome
Ain't want you wa-a-ant
Oh, I'm in my zone, hand on my chrome
Ain't want you wa-a-ant
Oh, I'm in my zone, hand on my chrome
Ain't want you wa-a-ant
[Verse 1]
Skrrt, dirt-bike city
Pop a wheelie, b*tch, but I ain’t Meek Milly (Let’s go)
Tryna get rich, get to the nitty-gritty (Yeah)
I sleep next to monsters and goblins, they with me (Eugh)
I love her so I wrote her phrase on her titties (Yeah)
No rubber, I wonder if we having kiddies (Slatt)
Equip the thirty to the semi, semi
If you want smoke, we got plenty, plenty (B-B-B-Baow)
Walk around, sticked up (Yeah)
Mix the Raf Simons with the Rick Owen (Yeah)
One text, tongue emoji, now your b*tch goin' (Yeah)
I ain’t give her tickets but the b*tch front row (Yeah)
Walk in the room, .30 out, gun showin' (Pa-pow)
Make the wrong move, .30 out, gun blowin' (Yeah)
I done took a few Perc' 30s, I’m gone (Yeah)
Does anybody know what planet I'm on? (Yeah)
Um, I'm on Venus givin' aliens p*nis (Uh-huh)
Juice WRLD, Makaveli, I mean it (Uh-huh)
Diamonds R. Kelly, wrist get to peein' (Uh-huh)
Your thot from the block and my thot European (Uh-huh)
The thot from the block but my thot Puerto Rican (Uh-huh)
Cops on the block and I know that they see me (Uh-huh)
See me parked in my spot, yeah, the car European (Uh-huh)
With a bad girl inside, they mistaked her for RiRi (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
Diamonds they heavy, I don't got no balance
I f*ck on a b*tch, I get up in her panties
I do the Percocets, don't f*ck with Xannies
But kids don't do drugs, it will f*ck up your sanity
I love my shooters, they always protecting me
Hand on the hammer then they get to hammering
I got this cash to take care of my family
Brother don't got to sell rock by the Dollar Tree

[Refrain]
Oh, I'm in my zone, hand on my chrome
Ain't want you wa-a-ant
Oh, I'm in my zone, hand on my chrome
Ain't want you wa-a-ant
Oh, I'm in my zone, hand on my chrome
Ain't want you wa-a-ant
Oh, I'm in my zone, hand on my chrome
Ain't want you wa-a-ant

[Verse 2]
I'm in my lane, swervin' (Okay, skrrt)
I sip the syrup, I go berserk (Yeah)
f*ckin' that b*tch, I get under the shirt (Uh)
R. Kelly with it, 'cause I love to flirt (Uh, uh)
All of my n*ggas get money, for sure (Cha-ching)
We get money, for sure (Shh)
f*ckin' the b*tch, I know she insecure (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
So when I'm gone, she hit my phone like, "Brrt"
Yeah, I'm cold (Uh)
Diamonds on me, they like, "Burr" (Ghost, ghost)
f*ckin' that pus*y, I'm making it purr (Yeah)
.40 on me, make an opp n*gga scared (Grrah)
Ayy, talk to the birds (Yeah)
'Cause I know that the bird is the word (Uh-huh)
While I get rich off these words (Yeah)
So I don't got sell birds on the curb, uh (Yeah, uh-huh)
I do not sip no Don Julio
But with this codeine, I'ma splurge, um (Oh-oh)
Dread in my hair like I'm Coolio
Got my gun cool-io on the purge, uh (Oh-oh)
I think I'm running my city up, from the block to the burbs (Uh-huh)
Dirt bike popping off curbs (Uh-huh)
Cardi B chopper, okurrr (Baow)
[Chorus]
Diamonds they heavy, I don't got no balance
I f*ck on a b*tch, I get up in her panties
I do the Percocets, don't f*ck with Xannies
But kids don't do drugs, it will f*ck up your sanity
I love my shooters, they always protecting me
Hand on the hammer then they get to hammering
I got this cash to take care of my family
Brother don't got to sell rock by the Dollar Tree

[Refrain]
Oh, I'm in my zone, hand on my chrome
Ain't want you wa-a-ant
Oh, I'm in my zone, hand on my chrome
Ain't want you wa-a-ant
Oh, I'm in my zone, hand on my chrome
Ain't want you wa-a-ant
Oh, I'm in my zone, hand on my chrome
Ain't want you wa-a-ant