letra de daily basis - chiko bug
(coughing)if it hit seba′s weed i don’t want it
fire on me now, this the life of a jit
not the life that i want, but the life that i live
sticking n moving
every day i′m on the grind
picking packs up from kendall, moving, them to west perrine
do it on my own, cause i heard my homies telling
innocent till proven guilty, but look at me like a felon
left my gun at home, so we gon’ have to fight it out
ain’t the best at throwing hands, but i′m gon′ show you what i’m bout
just a suburb baby, i′m tryna hit the bandos
and fill my pockets up with money, so i can start on these hoes
so i can flex on my bros, and get my team on froze
take my b-tch to nieman marcus, get that girl what she want
if we inside the dressing room, bae i’ll take off your clothes
take it nice and slow, eat it nice and slow
brain like no other, she suck it nice and slow
d-mn, she the best at that sh-t
anna′s talking crazy again, i’m finna take it
sending pictures of itself, in the shower getting naked
it′s brody, not brother homie, we is not related
high as h-ll, at the funeral i’m faded
dropped that neck and gave me boca
20 miles outside of boca, shooting shots like shooting dice
is a risk like playing poker
if i see you, i’m gon′ poke you
if i see you, do the dash
homie watch out, i′m finna slap your b-tch ass
18, thinking bout a job
$11 an hour, ain’t enough to go around
finna cop the next pack that touch down and hit the town
my pops won′t be proud, i’m seeing bigger pictures now
pick up the pole and get to work
it′s gonna hurt
lose some homies in the works
you wanna half a p, homie that’s 640
if google maps right, make it home by 840
pull up to kissimmee, the hoes kissing me
i got the dwett, lil′ mama’s got the wet
yo serve me up a dub at the bridge, aight bet
pushin all dis weight, didn’t even break a sweat
mademoiselle, serving rookie′s like a vet
bread inside my pockets, diamond earring, these baguettes
bug, where you at? i′m posted up in sunset
oh your ex from hialeah, i can’t f-ck with you annette
toxic as f-ck, cut her off after the neck
i′m feeling down today, i might text ivanna next
partner look right at me and he say i need to stop
say i’m leaning back and forth and look r-t-rded when i walk
but my cough be so bad, i need the dose to be a lot
a fifth of this henny and two yerc′s should hit the spot
a booted, faded, day made baby
money loves chiko and chiko loves the ladies
fire on me now, this the life of a jit
not the life that i want, but the life that i live
sticking n moving, everyday i’m on the grind
picking packs up from kendall, movin them to west perrine
do it on my own, cause i heard my homies telling
innocent till proven guilty, but look at me like im a felon
left my gun at home, so we gon′ have to fight it out
ain’t the best at throwing hands, but i’m gon′ show you what i′m bout
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