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silver lining - cho1we lyrics

silver lining lyrics
intro:
(talking) aye, let’s rap for real

hook:
i need a tiktok b*tch
feel like yn jay the way i record all these tiktok hits
get yo sh*t locked b*tch
choppa gon’ blast, he gon’ think he got flashed by my wristw*tch b*tch
cause my ap shiny, shoot 12 shots, that’s perfect timing
got twin glocks, they siamese
aim ’em at his silver lining

verse 1:
if young metro don’t trust you, he gon’ shoot b*tch
i be producing these hoes like i’m metro
surrounded by p*ssy like i stay at petco
they know that i made it, i popped from the get*go
my ex be hitting my line, she won’t let go
i need a deal this year
this beat is all that i k!lled this year
got the world in my hands like an astro
i’m not travis, but all of my h*es look like kylie
when they turn around from the back though
no face, no case, i’ma never name a h*e
f*ck then walk out her back door
ain’t been feeling the same since they offered a k
to perform at my first rap show
and i feel like tay*k cause she sip lemonade
while i’m handing out all of these backstrokes
good times with a cup full of wockhardt
too many h*es, i’m not worried ’bout my heart
whippin’ a charger, but this not a cop car
out here like tay*k cause both of my glocks hard
i got twin glockies on me, they get to laughin’
shoot like a 3, i don’t play for the mavericks
like i play for the rockets, this choppa start blasting
walk ’round like that n*gga with a murder passion
hook:
i need a tiktok b*tch
feel like yn jay the way i record all these tiktok hits
get yo sh*t locked b*tch
choppa gon’ blast, he gon’ think he got flashed by my wristw*tch b*tch
cause my ap shiny, shoot 12 shots, that’s perfect timing
got twin glocks, they siamese
aim ’em at his silver lining

verse 2:
got the crowd jumping*jumpin’ up and down
write ’bout whatever, it’s f*ck it now
shoot for the top, i make buckets now
bucket list, i take big risks
throw a microphone, i’ll run across the stage a pick*six
groupie got a vip so i’ma get my d*ck l!cked
money digging holes up in my pocket like a diglet
pokémon, let me take a peek at you
never mind, i didn’t pick this
picture this, picture that
paparazzi on my hit list
bigger wrist, bigger bag
got millions on my wishlist
i’ll f*ck on a thottie and pour out the wockie
and put it in my sprite
she steady talking, i’m tryna get nauseous so i might miss my flight
i’ma put a flag with a number one on there
posted in the mag with a sp*ce suit and blonde hair
give them a performance, they know that i’m on air
they know that i’m rich and they think that it’s not fair
hook v2:
cause my ap shiny, shoot 12 shots, that’s perfect timing
got twin glocks, they siamese
aim ’em at his silver lining
if young metro don’t trust you, he gon’ shoot b*tch
i be producing these hoes like i’m metro
surrounded by p*ssy like i stay at petco
they know that i made it, i popped from the get*go
my ex be hitting my line, she won’t let go
i need a deal this year
this beat is all that i k!lled this year
i need a deal this year

outro:
f*ckin that b*tch off the molly
my girl will crack her, i told her say polly
are you f*ckin that b*tch? i say probably
lean in my sprite and my ranchers is jolly
now they lookin’ surprised like “oh golly”
them n*ggas can try but they not gonna stop me

- cho1we lyrics

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