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chain gang - bill wailey lyrics

[intro]
ayy

[verse]
saw these n*ggas, they think they so f*ckin’ clever
beat these n*ggas, good luck on your future endeavour
yeah, i bet that they know that i’m serious
no april fool sh*t, that sh*t is so delirious
prolly take your drip and your b*tch for control
these n*ggas dark as f*ck, they look like charcoal
sh*t, i took his b*tch and i made her suck on d*ck
she backed it up for me and i f*ck with my stick
yeah, bill wailey don’t play no motherf*ckin’ games
and my projects keep getting so many acclaims
’cause they know that i’ll run this hip hop scene
and i drop my smile for these b*tches, too clean
bill wailеy thinkin’ of getting two b*tches tonight
one b*tch to fight with, onе to never leave her sight
high schoolers text me at 3am, telling me sh*t
but i just answer my bae, ’cause her voice is a hit
i made her voice into my ringtone ’cause it’s sweet
don’t think that i’m a gone boy, focus on your tweet
tweetin’ ’bout n*ggas that will slap the rock outta you
see what i did there, reference and also a fact too
’cause n*ggas be trippin’ ’bout b*tches being sassy
i don’t like those b*tches, they think they so classy
classy my ass, b*tch you depend on n*ggas for cash
i’ll hit this b*tch once in my life, then i’ll dash
don’t even wanna think ’bout school, f*ck that
think ’bout my d*ck for a while b*tch, yeah suck that
thinkin’ ’bout this hot chick, maybe she’s into me
i can tell by the way she’s so attached to me
maybe i need to make her my bae and date some more
that way, then a n*gga gon’ get some p*ssy galore
sh*t, what am i thinking, don’t want her to leave me
don’t wanna sleep with her now, know she believe me
i just want her love and attention, i know she’ll give me
solvin’ some issues and sh*t, hope she forgive me
but i ain’t trippin’ ’bout b*tches, what am i tryna say
i’ll get another b*tch and another one like any day
wish a n*gga could get infinite p*ssy and cash
don’t even listen to his song no mo’, it’s trash
but it’s trash that it slaps, yeah i don’t get it either
guess it’s true that as days pass, p*ssy gets tigher
f*ck that sh*t, i’m f*cking this b*tch right now
i’m gon’ f*ck this b*tch like i wanna fight now
i cum on her tits, make it look like a s*xtape
when i’m done, i’m gon’ be smokin’ this vape
coughin’ too much, think i need to take meds
having s*x with this b*tch in my room on three beds
yeah, done with that for now, let me say it now
if you owe me guap, then you better pay it now
before i track you down and beat your b*tch ass
like i ain’t tryna go broke ’cause of your dumbass
when i’m getting this money, the drinks be on me
i ain’t tryna have broke days, sh*t just not upon me
i ain’t tryna get drunk and act stupid all night
i ain’t tryna get kinky and turn off the light
i ain’t tryna get jiggy with none of these b*tches
if i do that, these n*ggas gon’ tell like they be snitches
sh*t, couldn’t have said it better n*gga, i’m like reece
this b*tch shakin’ her ass, she gon’ give me a peace
prolly f*ck all her friends at once, n*gga gang bang
wear these chains like accolades, in the chain gang
[outro]
yeah, the leader of the chain gang by default n*gga
wear these chains like they be gold medals and sh*t
ha ha ha, you know what i’m sayin’, feel accomplished
and sh*t, but yeah, that was it

- bill wailey lyrics

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