chrome heart (mix)

[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' bitch to my crib and fuck her with my Chrome Heart shirt
Spendin' all this money, goin' through shit, yes, it hurts
All this pain in my eyes, every day is gettin' worse
You a broke-ass nigga, never touched a band
Walkin' in this bitch with my designer pants (I don't know what I'd do without you)
.40 in my jeans, nigga, rollin' fan
I tried to shoot myself in the head, but my gun jammed
Up the stick on a pussy nigga, turn him into h—
([?])
(Everyone is dead)

[Verse 1: VampViolence]
When I pull up with these Glocks, I'm finna fuck the club up
Niggas in my comments askin' me for money, shut the fuck up
Bro, yo' ass better go put in some work wit' yo' cheap ass
Doin' 120 in this bitch, this whip too fast
That's oregano you got packed in yo' blunt, that is not gas
Old white motherfuckas bein' racist, kiss my black ass
Think I'm tryna fuck this white ho 'cause she bad as fuck
Nigga want some problems in this bitch, then I'ma shoot it up
I got 33 rounds in this clip, so what the fuck is up?
Niggas mad, tweakin' 'cause they don't know how to control they slut

[Verse 2: Heymylan]
I just dropped a band on a basic Chrome Heart shirt
I take yo' bitch to my crib and fuck her with my Chrome Heart shirt
Spendin' all this money, goin' through shit, yes, it hurts
All this pain in my eyes, every day is gettin' worse
You a broke-ass nigga, never touched a band
Walkin' in this bitch with my designer pants
.40 in my jeans, nigga, rollin' fan
I tried to shoot myself in the head, but my gun jammed
Up the stick on a pussy nigga, turn him into ham
Niggas 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, kill you and yo' mans
Ridin' wit' yo' bitch on me, hope she give me head
She gave the pussy to everyone for some fuckin' meds
Countin' all these blues, I spread it on my bed
Take Vamp's stick and smoke you, now you dead
Niggas stalkin' my story on a fake page, it's the feds

[Outro: Heymylan, VampViolence]
I see you watchin' my shit, that shit crazy
Everyone think I'm off it
([?])
(Everyone is dead)
When I pull up with these Glocks, I'm—na fuck the clu—
When I pull up— When I pull up with these Glocks, I'm finna fuck the club up
Niggas in my comments askin' me for money, shut the fuck up
Bro, yo' ass better go put in some work wit' yo' cheap ass
Doin' 120 in this bitch, this whip too fast
That's oregano you got packed in yo' blu— packed in yo' blunt, that is not gas
Old white motherfuckas bein' racist, kiss my black ass
Think I'm tryna fuck this wh— Think I'm tryna fuck this wh— Think I'm tryna— Think I'm tryna fuck this white ho 'cause she bad as fuck
Nigga want some problems in this bitch, then I'ma shoot it up
I got 33 rounds in this clip, so what the fuck is up?
Niggas mad, tweakin' 'cause they don't know how to control they slut
I just dropped a band on a basic Chrome Heart shirt
I take yo' bitch to my crib and fuck her with my Chrome Heart shirt
Spendin' all this money, goin' through shit, yes, it hurts
All this pain in my—
—through shit, yes, it hurts
All this pain in my—
—through shit, yes, it hurts
All this pain in my eyes, every day is gettin' worse
You a broke-ass nigga, never touched a band
Walkin' in this bitch with my designer pants
.40 in my jeans, nigga, rollin' fan
I tried to shoot myself in the head, but my gun jammed
Up the stick on a pussy nigga, turn him into ham
Niggas 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, kill you and yo' mans
Ridin' wit' yo' bitch on me, hope she give me head
She gave the pussy to everyone for some fuckin' meds
Countin' all these blues, I spread it on my bed
Take Vamp's stick and smoke you, now you dead
Niggas stalkin' my story on a fake page, it's the feds
I see you watchin' my shit, that shit crazy
Everyone think I'm off it