​buildahoe lyrics

[Chorus]
Uh, yeah, Chrome Heart, I built her
Bought her ass, bought her filler, yeah
I'm makin' a killer, yeah
You could never keep up, yeah
I don't ever pickup, yeah
Shoot that b*tch and lift up, yeah
We got Glocks in the tuck, yeah
Shootout after dinner, yeah
You know we the winners, flex
Eat that sh*t for dinner
Run it up, you know I'm with you
I don't think they f*ckin' with us
Walked in with my killer, my hitter
I'ma slime these n*ggas
Yeah, my pockets f*ckin' bigger
I'm in the back, thinkin' with my hitter
Couple shots, they ain't fo' ya
Boy, you bеtter hope, this sh*t don't miss
Pray to the Lord, I pray that I'm lit
Tеarin' that sh*t, lil' b*tch, I'm lit

[Verse]
I don't know who you think you is
I don't know what you think you did
Bet you won't catch up, hit some licks
Overseas, eatin' fish and chips
I had to speed, better dip
All-black gun in the Rick Owen' denim
I got this bih' on my hip
Run up, lil' bih', get sent with 'em
Got two hoes like I'm Malcolm in the Middle
f*ck the bank up, f*ck them same hoes
Me and my slime just changed clothes
We cop sh*t and put it on
All we do is flame throw
I just count up that lil' check, hol' up, 'cause the bank close (Bank close)
[Chorus]
Uh, yeah, Chrome Heart, I built her
Bought her ass just to feel her, yeah
I'm makin' a killer, yeah
You could never keep up, yeah
I don't ever pickup, yeah
Shoot that b*tch and lift up, yeah
We got Glocks in the tuck, yeah
Shootout after dinner, yeah
You know we the winners, flex
Eat that sh*t for dinner
Run it up, you know I'm with you
I don't think they f*ckin' with us
Walked in with my killer, my hitter
I'ma slime these n*ggas
Yeah, my pockets f*ckin' bigger
I'm in the back, thinkin' with my hitter
Couple shots, they ain't fo' ya
Boy, you better hope, this sh*t don't miss
Pray to the Lord, I pray that I'm lit
Tearin' that sh*t, lil' b*tch, I'm lit