lirik lagu allstar jr & louie ray - chain out the freezer
[chorus: allstar jr]
i put my chain in the freezer, phone bang, need a beaper
[?] in flint, all the caine out in beecher
n~ggas changed on they mans, threw some change to the reper
slaied me a demon, when she came, i was leaving
[verse 1: louie ray]
cup dark, [?] like some push start
2024, [?] chrome heart
i’ve been touching on expensive hoes [?] charts
i can’t play outside, unless i’m on my own park
i can’t do no business with you, less i own my own part to it
people pay me for this work, you know it’s art to it
guns out, leaving out the venuе, all the cars moving
i can’t go out like n0body elsе, they want the stars losing
summertime is hot, i’m in [?]
you can’t make another this, it ain’t no substituting
i got rocks around my wrist, without no contribution
we got spots around this b~tch, but not no spot for louie
[verse 2: allstar jr]
benz black, seats red, in the six [?]
three n~ggas in the ride, we got six poles
f~ck a b~tch, she ask for something, then i switch hoesget some money, see how far a broke n~gga b~tch goes
know i work my [?] wrist and chest [?]
relationship a reck, right
finna get you left, right
i can’t give her longterm, b~tch, let’s have a blessed night
she looking for her next nut, i’m looking up the next flight
i put up about seven fifty, [?] on seven [?]
cubans always tangled up, i’m getting better with them
quit checking for them lame n~ggas, that ain’t never with me
need to leave that b~tch alone, you ain’t doing better with her
[verse 3: ysr gramz]
i got my own sh~t, i don’t need [?] n~gga
he was acting all c~cky, til the fnn hit him
[?] in my squad, i’ll tell my n~ggas get him
taking pictures with them b~tches, we done already hit them
wake up, put a hundred in my denim
type of n~gga talk down to the hoes, you need a pillo
this ain’t [?] my wood, b~tch, i’m smoking on some skittles
brodie sell so much dog, he bought a kennel
that n~gga play with ysr, you better k!ll him
it’s a switch on this b~tch, it hit everybody with him
you be hanging with a rat, stuert little
westbrook with this bag, i’m tryna tripple
[chorus: allstar jr]
i put my chain in the freezer, phone bang, need a beaper
[?] in flint, all the caine out in beecher
n~ggas changed on they mans, threw some change to the reper
slaied me a demon, when she came, i was leaving
[outro]
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