Chrome Heart Lens
Chrome Heart Lens

Lil Tracy - Chrome Heart Lens Lyrics

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Chrome Heart Lens Lyrics

(Ginseng)
Yeah
Leggo, leggo

This bitch got a boyfriend but she fucking (woo)
I came five minutes ago, when I look down and she still sucking (she still sucking)
I got a heart inside of my chest, but I feel nothing (but I feel nothing)
I got Chrome Heart inside my Lens, I'm seeing money (money)
I got more pretty ho's then you got racks
Yeah, I'm 'bout my fuckin' business, yeah, my suit got Prada tags
Okay, yeah, all my hundreds crispy and my bitches super bad
Okay, I'm sucking on her titties, she want me to slap her ass (she want me to slap her ass)

Boy, you're talking too much (too much)
Made thirty racks today, I used not have two bucks (not even have two bucks)
You need to tie your shoes up before you fuck around and trip tryna run it up with up
(You can't run it up with us)
I'm fuckin' yo' bitch on a Monday
Called the Lyft and she left in a Hyundai
Niggas sneak dissing on Sunday
Then they act like your friend on a Monday
Used to get five racks a show (five)
Now I look at that shit like it's chump change
Got Rick Owens on all of my toes (toes)
I'm finna go step on a runway
Work, work, work, work, that's all I do, I'm on Rihanna time
My cougar bitch so bad, she was born 1979
I'm a rich nigga that's facts, I'm confused, I don't know what to buy
My ex bitch got mad, said she leavin', all I said was "Bye"
I'm a jerk, I know
Skinny jeans, my pocket bold (leggo)
Fuck a heart of gold, I got me a heart of chrome (chrome)
Yes, my money long
My bank account look like a phone number (hold up, hold up)
I said my money long
My bank account look like a phone number

This bitch got a boyfriend but she fucking (woo)
I came five minutes ago, when I look down and she still sucking (she still sucking)
I got a heart inside of my chest, but I feel nothing (but I feel nothing)
I got Chrome Heart inside my Lens, I'm seeing money (money)
I got more pretty ho's then you got racks
Yeah, I'm 'bout my fuckin' business, yeah, my suit got Prada tags
Okay, yeah, all my hundreds crispy and my bitches super bad
Okay, I'm sucking on her titties, she want me to slap her ass (she want me to slap her ass)

Writer(s): Jazz Ishmael Butler
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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