Call me big homie
But don't call me brodie
You can't fit the budget then don't even call me
They only fit trends cause the setting is on me
The fire is on me
The dog is within me
A bitch what's inside you
I'm walking the dogs
Inferior stars
Blessed by the Gods
Shout out to God
He made me a God
Can't hear a mugh f*ckn thang that you say
Niggas want everything but they don't do a thing
I get it all on my own go for everything
Double up
Triple up
Quadruple stain to stain
Cranberry exterior going lane to lane
Sparks with my favorite Jane
Got two in the cut and they say they ain't friends
For the sake of me here they gon act like they twins
Hand on her hip
And a hand on her hip
When she dip then she dip
Hustle & preparation
Mixed with motivation
Keep you fully equipped
Stand on yo word you and get higher & higher
You silence the haters and hear money counters
Cutting my grass and watering flowers
Run up the commas and run up the power
Yeah yeah
I can't hear a word that you saying
All talk and no action done got you capped out
Better come with that ticket tryna make arrangements
Can't follow that leader that's how you wash out
Better come with that ticket tryna make arrangements
I can't hear a thing that you saying
All talking no action done got you capped out
If you love me then show me
They tell me they love me then act like opponents
Don't tell me we gang if we in different jerseys
Don't call me a twin cause I'll commit that surgery
Heart on my sleeve just to watch it
They want it
A chip on my shoulder I feed my opponents
That thang on my side tell that boy don't be stupid
Bag on me stuck like a mugh f*ckn student
Love for the money is sponsored by cupid
Rolling up exotic
No hypnotic
Smell like Chanel all on my body
Bad bish say come and get inside me
Turned her crib into a lobby
Made a wave still surfing
Justin Fields in the field nigga how I push buttons
Willie Beamen on any given
Swapped out the doors ain't no back dooring shit
Only way out is the roof in this bitch
Ball like a got a tumor on wrist
I don't brag
I pull up and you know what it is
Yeah yeah
I can't hear a thing that you saying
All talk and no action done got you capped out
Better come with that ticket tryna make arrangements
Can't follow that leader that's how you wash out
I can't hear a thing that you saying
Can't follow that leader that's how you wash out
Better come with that ticket tryna make arrangements
Allen Wilder - Chrome Heart Flow Lyrics
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Call me big homie
But don't call me brodie
You can't fit the budget then don't even call me
They only fit trends cause the setting is on me
The fire is on me
The dog is within me
A bitch what's inside you
I'm walking the dogs
Inferior stars
Blessed by the Gods
Shout out to God
He made me a God
Can't hear a mugh f*ckn thang that you say
Niggas want everything but they don't do a thing
I get it all on my own go for everything
Double up
Triple up
Quadruple stain to stain
Cranberry exterior going lane to lane
Sparks with my favorite Jane
Got two in the cut and they say they ain't friends
For the sake of me here they gon act like they twins
Hand on her hip
And a hand on her hip
When she dip then she dip
Hustle & preparation
Mixed with motivation
Keep you fully equipped
Stand on yo word you and get higher & higher
You silence the haters and hear money counters
Cutting my grass and watering flowers
Run up the commas and run up the power
Yeah yeah
I can't hear a word that you saying
All talk and no action done got you capped out
Better come with that ticket tryna make arrangements
Can't follow that leader that's how you wash out
Better come with that ticket tryna make arrangements
I can't hear a thing that you saying
All talking no action done got you capped out
If you love me then show me
They tell me they love me then act like opponents
Don't tell me we gang if we in different jerseys
Don't call me a twin cause I'll commit that surgery
Heart on my sleeve just to watch it
They want it
A chip on my shoulder I feed my opponents
That thang on my side tell that boy don't be stupid
Bag on me stuck like a mugh f*ckn student
Love for the money is sponsored by cupid
Rolling up exotic
No hypnotic
Smell like Chanel all on my body
Bad bish say come and get inside me
Turned her crib into a lobby
Made a wave still surfing
Justin Fields in the field nigga how I push buttons
Willie Beamen on any given
Swapped out the doors ain't no back dooring shit
Only way out is the roof in this bitch
Ball like a got a tumor on wrist
I don't brag
I pull up and you know what it is
Yeah yeah
I can't hear a thing that you saying
All talk and no action done got you capped out
Better come with that ticket tryna make arrangements
Can't follow that leader that's how you wash out
I can't hear a thing that you saying
Can't follow that leader that's how you wash out
Better come with that ticket tryna make arrangements
But don't call me brodie
You can't fit the budget then don't even call me
They only fit trends cause the setting is on me
The fire is on me
The dog is within me
A bitch what's inside you
I'm walking the dogs
Inferior stars
Blessed by the Gods
Shout out to God
He made me a God
Can't hear a mugh f*ckn thang that you say
Niggas want everything but they don't do a thing
I get it all on my own go for everything
Double up
Triple up
Quadruple stain to stain
Cranberry exterior going lane to lane
Sparks with my favorite Jane
Got two in the cut and they say they ain't friends
For the sake of me here they gon act like they twins
Hand on her hip
And a hand on her hip
When she dip then she dip
Hustle & preparation
Mixed with motivation
Keep you fully equipped
Stand on yo word you and get higher & higher
You silence the haters and hear money counters
Cutting my grass and watering flowers
Run up the commas and run up the power
Yeah yeah
I can't hear a word that you saying
All talk and no action done got you capped out
Better come with that ticket tryna make arrangements
Can't follow that leader that's how you wash out
Better come with that ticket tryna make arrangements
I can't hear a thing that you saying
All talking no action done got you capped out
If you love me then show me
They tell me they love me then act like opponents
Don't tell me we gang if we in different jerseys
Don't call me a twin cause I'll commit that surgery
Heart on my sleeve just to watch it
They want it
A chip on my shoulder I feed my opponents
That thang on my side tell that boy don't be stupid
Bag on me stuck like a mugh f*ckn student
Love for the money is sponsored by cupid
Rolling up exotic
No hypnotic
Smell like Chanel all on my body
Bad bish say come and get inside me
Turned her crib into a lobby
Made a wave still surfing
Justin Fields in the field nigga how I push buttons
Willie Beamen on any given
Swapped out the doors ain't no back dooring shit
Only way out is the roof in this bitch
Ball like a got a tumor on wrist
I don't brag
I pull up and you know what it is
Yeah yeah
I can't hear a thing that you saying
All talk and no action done got you capped out
Better come with that ticket tryna make arrangements
Can't follow that leader that's how you wash out
I can't hear a thing that you saying
Can't follow that leader that's how you wash out
Better come with that ticket tryna make arrangements
Writer: Marcus Phelps
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid