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Chances (feat. Billy Bueffer)
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Chances (feat. Billy Bueffer)

Adas, Billy Bueffer

Lyrics

Yeah yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, aye, yeah

Aye, yeah, aye

Sippin' a

Sippin' a cup, no we not giving a fuck

I got a bitch she a slut, buddy so what

We got the po in the cut, fuck it I'm hitting the blunt

Hittin' it back to the front

Light skin, I stay mixing it up

I got some more of the stuff (Yeah)

High as shit, yeah I'm kickin' my toes up

Like I'm back again, more than ready finna snap again

You can ask a friend

Thought I hit the same bitch twice

Turns out that she had a twin, a collateral

Call it double kill, like I know the drill

Cause I know the feelin' when u have to deal with the bullshit

Givin' chances, but they blow through it all

Don't ever call my number, I'll ignore it

Broke and I'm never sober, would you call it dope

If I had a Rover, whippin' all the bros

Down over yonder when I'm ballin', woah

We down the right path, you gon' fly past

Cause I know you, and you're fuckin like that

Miss the old you, cause you lack faith

Bitch I'll bite back, so don't try that (Yeah)

Baby I been at it

I don't think I'm gonna stop, I think I'm an addict (Yeah)

One day when I'm at the top, rollin' with the baddest

Pour it on the tabletop, sniff it, I'm a savage

Woah, let's just take things slow

Got my chance, can't let this go

Kiss me, see that mistletoe

Get your girl and get that dough

Still I'm modest, humble too

When I'm on it, mumble true

Fuck with me, I fuck with you girl

This is what I gots to do

Why you mad, ain't no complaints

Undergrad, but still got bank

Don't go bad, no deadbeat dad

Kids will say that I'm a saint, yeah (I'm a saint)

Bitch, oh I'm a saint (Yeah)

Finna break the bank

Yeah, I'm finna cop a tank

I don't care what y'all think

Yeah, yeah

But I won't fold

These bitches, they never gonna know

Get my money, I'ma take it home

I could do this shit all on my own

So why you mad, this is what you could've had

Hundreds and millions of fans, I just stay racking the bands

Everyone clapping their hands, I feel like I'm Superman

Here is my plan, we rocking Gucci the brand

Everyone knows who I am

I'm sold out on tour, I'm off in Japan

This shit has only began, yeah

Everyone's rolling with me, it's the motto

I'm rolling up, smoking a G in Chicago

I am the head of my team, I'm the bravo

Feel like I'm winning, I hit the lotto, yeah

Fuck with me now, lately I'm up in the clouds

Tryna make everyone proud, tryna get me like a crowd

To bump to my music and scream it out loud (Yeah)

I'ma go and get it now

If you talking shit right now, then maybe you should listen now

I don't know really fuck with you cause I been making money moves

This shit what I love to do

Babygirl, I'm done with you

No we not giving a fuck

I got a bitch she a slut, buddy so what

We got the po in the cut, fuck it I'm hitting the blunt

Hittin' it

For every mood