PME Zell - Chance Lyrics

She wan meet the band
But she showed me pictures of her and her man
She said gimme a chance and I'll have you come right back to me again
She want Gucci and drugs and I make it happen just because I can
I'm just sayin', but ok
I'm so in my bag, if I'm being honest, you might be my last
Take a look at the dash, I'm moving fast and still on the gas
Them hoes did me wrong and now that I'm up, I could tell that they mad
They must want me back, no way
For them boujee bitches, I don't get excited
I got hella options, still I'm undecided
Wanna be the nicest, gotta take advice
Said I could f*ck you long, I rather f*ck you right
She wanted different dick, I put it in her life
I figured that you'd like it, I got way more like it
Wanna go in private just so she could try it
Knew that you would say that but I'm far from psychic
She got ass for two, She let me touch it in the Midas way
I paid the price to make it, baby that'll do
Beat it, feed it, leave it bleeding, leave it defeated
Baby I got battle moves
Makers mark, ginger ale with lemon make her lose her clothes and her attitude
Pussy bushy, I ain't mad at you
Ya think it's sick until you have the flu
Ya think ya slick until you see the stick
And then you plead the fifth, I swear I see the bitch in these niggas
These niggas free to hit ya, I ain't trippin'
Either way, I'm Smitty grippin, money gettin', spendin'
Who you kiddin', bet I'm never slippin' unless it's in & out
No burger flippin', need a nurse, I'm sick of gettin' hurt
I rather love her purse, these hoes bad for you
She wan meet the band
But she showed me pictures of her and her man
She said gimme a chance and I'll have you come right back to me again
She want Gucci and drugs and I make it happen just because I can
I'm just sayin', but ok
I'm so in my bag, if I'm being honest, you might be my last
Take a look at the dash, I'm moving fast and still on the gas
Them hoes did me wrong and now that I'm up, I could tell that they mad
They must want me back, no way
She wanna be apart of this cause she know where we finna be
The bitch ain't even fine but she actin' like she meant to be
If she gotta .9, then she lookin' like a ten to me
Bitch you out cha mind if you thinkin' you gone get to me
Woah, lil baby don't amaze me, she like any other lady
I been lonely as of lately, I been flaky, I been shaky
I been working on the daily but they pay me so I'm gravy
I ain't goin', gotta make me go, uh uh
All up in a nigga face, she just wanna get a plate
If she lemme in, Ima stir it like a mixtape
I keep it 100 like a mothaf*ckin' blue face
I got hella due dates, Ion even do dates
Ion f*ck with new hoes, all these bitches two faced
I rock with my niggas so it's whatever the crew say
She just wanna chance but she missed her opportunity
I came up from the bottom, now they don't know what to do with me
Bitch I graduated, why the f*ck you tryna school me
I just copped a whip and forgot to get jewelry
F*ck about a bitch, Ion give her shit
I just flicked the switched, now I'm in my bag and the bag on me
Shorty wanna throw it back with her ass on me
Remember I was down bad with my gas on E
They ain't f*ck with me in class, now they mad Lowkey
She wan meet the band
But she showed me pictures of her and her man
She said gimme a chance and I'll have you come right back to me again
She want Gucci and drugs and I make it happen just because I can
I'm just sayin', but ok
I'm so in my bag, if I'm being honest, you might be my last
Take a look at the dash, I'm moving fast and still on the gas
Them hoes did me wrong and now that I'm up, I could tell that they mad
They must want me back, no way