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profits - chloe bands lyrics

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im making a profit
im making deposits
im counting up hunnids
u counting up nothing

chasing this money
im chasing a bag
these b*tches be talking
they dont got no stash
i had to trap in the trap

i had to find my own wave
i had to find my own way

ohhhh

you see me in gucci see me louis im wilding out in da store
these n*ggas be talking about me
cause they cannot talk to me nomore
dub a f*ck n*gga he out the door

left a f*ck n*gga im back on my sh*t
im back in my glow
these b*tches be chatting ill pull up and we could go blow for blow
no competition no toe to toe

all of these n*ggas bluffin
my brother will shoot u for nothing
was letting off shots with my cousins
look at lil chloe she buzzin

hoes wanna see if i own or im leasing
hoes wanna see if im capping or eating
said ima do it they didn’t believe me
they ain’t believe me

the people that laughed i know they regret it
all of the beef they try to dead it
i got em back already
back out a chop and im ready
these b*tches be soft like spaghetti
drink all the lean til im deady
im back on my sh*t and im ready

im making a profit
im making deposits
im counting up hunnids
u counting up nothing

chasing this money
im chasing a bag
these b*tches is talking
they dont got no stash
i had to trap in the trap

i had to find my own wave
i had to find my own way

ohhh yea

some of these trappers done told
im a lil savage on go
all of yo n*ggas gone fold
im that lil b*tch on the roads

im that lil b*tch with the pros
pull up extendo you know im gone blow
im that lil haitian im catching these zoes

n*gga im solid yo b*tch is a problem
im f*cking up commas these n*ggas can’t stop us
all of my n*ggas on go
none of my b*tches gone fold

i get the money im out of site
shoot this sh*t up like a parasite
flex on these b*tches with dirty bikes
louboutins on me they filled with spikes
flex on these b*tches with dirty bikes
louboutins on me they filled with spikes
louboutins on me

ohhhhhh

f*cking up touchys and chase
my man just pulled up in a wraith
i get that money all day just stay out my way
these hoes talking sh*t imma spray

f*ck on your man he gone stay
barking on you he put you in your place

i come thru i geek and i leave
b*tches ain’t flexing on me
i pull up with foreigns and gs

b*tches know me gotta get the bread
counting hundreds and fiftys , keep it tucked under my bed
see i was slaying all these stores like i’m on a f*cking sled
n*ggas try to zoe me they get shot up in they head

see i ain’t with the politics i’m only into getting bread
little ole me chloe ducking from the feds
i be missing lil keisha she was always with the dreads
and we ran it up crazy cause she always brang me heads

b*tches moving crazy they get shot up in they face x2

see i be into making money all these b*tches making friends

and dont you forget about all that sh*t that i just said

yea

said ima do it and i did it

said ima do it and i did it

said ima do it and i did it

said ima do it and i did it

said ima do it and i did it

said ima do it and i did it

- chloe bands lyrics

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