TWO CHROME NECKLACES!

(Whoa)
(Yeah)

I ain't even tryna sign for real, they ain't got too much to offer
I asked the cashier for two cups, but this ain't for no coffee
If she catch me cheatin', she catchin' a PJ, I don't say sorry
Steal so much as a gram
Get hit with the Drac', but he sing like Aubrey
I already got two Chrome necklaces, you can't double-cross me
I FaceTime the money
If you ain't Ben Frank, then please don't call me
Fallin' asleep in the Black Badge, every night it's starry
This hoe tryna play mind games, I don't even play Atari
They look at me like a hero, I pull strings like a guitarist
I'm tryna get me a Ice Spice, I know she bringin' a Barbie
I take my shirt off, hoes stop breathing, now she tryna wear my Carti'
All she wear is Rick leather, she ride me like a Harley
I'm tired of going to Ella, I don't want no more parties
Ice on top my sweater, she like "Is you cold?", I said "Shit, hardly"
I fuck her so good, she say she hate me, ain't that a bitch and a half?
Got regular hoes, got supermodels, can't name one bitch I ain't have
My richest hoe, she the biggest hoe, hell no, I ain't cuffin' that
After I hit like once or twice, 'kay, cool, I'm done with that
Seeing Nirvana like BK, throwing them shrooms back like Scooby Snacks
He coppin' Chrome off eBay, what I'ma do with that?
Bitch, who is that?
We bring apes on the freeway, they like
"Who is that?, Who cool as that?"
Trade a real hooper, but I still ball like Jordan Poole and Shaq'

Whoa (Whoa), whoa, whoa
Whoa (Whoa), whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa (Yeah)

200K every month, that's 50K every week
29th floor in the sky with the birds
Sleepin' good, it's Hermés on my sheets
They '2 Alivë', I'ma be here '4L', mama told me they look 'Up 2 Më'
She keep askin' if I heard 'Sorry Bout That'
She must think I don't listen to— (Haha)
I know they fed up, be talkin' like
"Why the fuck Wick put a bell on a beat?"
I let the blogs say whatever they want
Because half of that shit be a reach
Really feel like this the best shit I made
And it only took me a few weeks

More time (Yeah), more freedom (Yeah)
That's the most important thing
A lot of y'all are chasing the money, chase the freedom (Yeah)
The money comes with the freedom
Freedom is— is the whole— it's everything
That's the whole (The whole thing you work for)
That's what you really aimin' for, like everybody thinks—
Everybody thinks it's money, like no (Yeah)
If you focus on that, you're not gonna focus on your craft
If you really wanna live up to something
You're gonna focus on mastering it
That's why I get mad when a lot of people, like
When they first start off rappin'
They feel like they have to look like they already made it
It's like people will do everything except for the thing itself (yeah)
That's why I don't really teach anybody, like
I don't never really help anybody with music
'Cause they never take it serious
Everybody just tryna get money
And that's cool, like, if this is what you wanna do to make money
Just to get out a position you in, that's fine
But I do this because I love it so—
That has to come first



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Phillips, Aidan Crotinger, Kiran Gerbi
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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