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letra de chrome heart (mix) - heymylan

[intro: heymylan]
i just dropped a band on a bas—
i just dropped a band on a bas— (you accept me, i’m all yours)
i just d— i just dropped a band on—
i just dropped a band on a basic chrome heart shirt
i take yo’ b-tch to my crib and f-ck her with my chrome heart shirt
spendin’ all this money, goin’ through sh-t, yes, it hurts
all this pain in my eyes, every day is gettin’ worse
you a broke-ass n-gga, never touched a band
walkin’ in this b-tch with my designer pants (i don’t know what i’d do without you)
.40 in my jeans, n-gga, rollin’ fan
i tried to shoot myself in the head, but my gun jammed
up the stick on a p-ssy n-gga, turn him into h—
([?])
(everyone is dead)

[verse 1: vampviolence]
when i pull up with these glocks, i’m finna f-ck the club up
n-ggas in my comments askin’ mе for money, shut the f-ck up
bro, yo’ ass bettеr go put in some work wit’ yo’ cheap ass
doin’ 120 in this b-tch, this whip too fast
that’s oregano you got packed in yo’ blunt, that is not gas
old white motherf-ckas bein’ racist, kiss my black ass
think i’m tryna f-ck this white ho ’cause she bad as f-ck
n-gga want some problems in this b-tch, then i’ma shoot it up
i got 33 rounds in this clip, so what the f-ck is up?
n-ggas mad, tweakin’ ’cause they don’t know how to control they sl-t
[verse 2: heymylan]
i just dropped a band on a basic chrome heart shirt
i take yo’ b-tch to my crib and f-ck her with my chrome heart shirt
spendin’ all this money, goin’ through sh-t, yes, it hurts
all this pain in my eyes, every day is gettin’ worse
you a broke-ass n-gga, never touched a band
walkin’ in this b-tch with my designer pants
.40 in my jeans, n-gga, rollin’ fan
i tried to shoot myself in the head, but my gun jammed
up the stick on a p-ssy n-gga, turn him into ham
n-ggas always stealin’ swag, it’s a lot of fans
pull the chop out my jeans, hit you with this fan
ridin’ with this big thang, k!ll you and yo’ mans
ridin’ wit’ yo’ b-tch on me, hope she give me head
she gave the p-ssy to everyone for some f-ckin’ meds
countin’ all these blues, i spread it on my bed
take vamp’s stick and smoke you, now you dead
n-ggas stalkin’ my story on a fake page, it’s the feds

[outro: heymylan, vampviolence]
i see you watchin’ my sh-t, that sh-t crazy
everyone think i’m off it
([?])
(everyone is dead)
when i pull up with these glocks, i’m—na f-ck the clu—
when i pull up— when i pull up with these glocks, i’m finna f-ck the club up
n-ggas in my comments askin’ me for money, shut the f-ck up
bro, yo’ ass better go put in some work wit’ yo’ cheap ass
doin’ 120 in this b-tch, this whip too fast
that’s oregano you got packed in yo’ blu— packed in yo’ blunt, that is not gas
old white motherf-ckas bein’ racist, kiss my black ass
think i’m tryna f-ck this wh— think i’m tryna f-ck this wh— think i’m tryna— think i’m tryna f-ck this white ho ’cause she bad as f-ck
n-gga want some problems in this b-tch, then i’ma shoot it up
i got 33 rounds in this clip, so what the f-ck is up?
n-ggas mad, tweakin’ ’cause they don’t know how to control they sl-t
i just dropped a band on a basic chrome heart shirt
i take yo’ b-tch to my crib and f-ck her with my chrome heart shirt
spendin’ all this money, goin’ through sh-t, yes, it hurts
all this pain in my—
—through sh-t, yes, it hurts
all this pain in my—
—through sh-t, yes, it hurts
all this pain in my eyes, every day is gettin’ worse
you a broke-ass n-gga, never touched a band
walkin’ in this b-tch with my designer pants
.40 in my jeans, n-gga, rollin’ fan
i tried to shoot myself in the head, but my gun jammed
up the stick on a p-ssy n-gga, turn him into ham
n-ggas always stealin’ swag, it’s a lot of fans
pull the chop out my jeans, hit you with this fan
ridin’ with this big thang, k!ll you and yo’ mans
ridin’ wit’ yo’ b-tch on me, hope she give me head
she gave the p-ssy to everyone for some f-ckin’ meds
countin’ all these blues, i spread it on my bed
take vamp’s stick and smoke you, now you dead
n-ggas stalkin’ my story on a fake page, it’s the feds
i see you watchin’ my sh-t, that sh-t crazy
everyone think i’m off it

- heymylan

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