Lyrics of John

Chipmunk

It's chippy the teacher nigger, you could be my pet
I'll give you a stroll, dead
I'll be on my feet they trying to amputate my legs
Looking fine the best and i'm just screaming i'm a threat
When i'm overseas i don't reply to no text, never
Spiritual bars, i'm still alive when i'm dead
I'm mick jagger, bitch a rolling stone
They trying punch in my tires but still i'm on a roll
I'm a little problem bare man know
Been hear for a minute, lent bare man flows
Fucking up no nigger double dutch no
Skip on a beat hang you with the rope
Tell them gold diggers am a pot for the stove
Remind me if she cant fuck until your backs broke
Get it bro, get it bro?
You aint got a sniff my lines i'm dope
Stuff your mouth with yourself
Dog shut up, you're a dummy
If i told you kiss my ass,
You probably would because your bummy
Smiling up my future, but my vision isn't funny
I live with eye bags, never tired of seeing money, ya

Am not a star somebody lied i got a chauffeur and a car
I never drive, if i die today remember me like mussolini
Bury me on the beach with bad bitches in bikini
Yeah, me getting popping like it's the 5th of the 11th
Union jack that be the flag that i'm rapping
If i die today, remember me like whinehouse
Bury me in and my queen and tell my niggers ride out

No lemons i done done a deal or no deal
I just spent 2 rollies on my phone bill
I like my sprite fizzy she love a coke still
She show me how to make mounting out of molehill shh
Sniffing like she got a runny nose
I'm in the club with 50 niggers and a hundred hoes
Top down, throw broads out for me
Niggers hating that i'm still spending pass out money
Try to ask everyone if we make that muthafucker
I'm just trying to turn that m into some
He went and damaged why that nigger getting jaded
One hit single now that nigger think he made it

Every gyal a mad ripping out the world fam
Can't stomach me, i bet his girl can
You're just an earthling, i'm in another world fam
Spitting letter bombs, you got mail fam
Boom, it's straight henny fuck a chase
I hit the club with tinie, the girls chase us
And anywhere i go i'm putting on a show boy
See i made all the water roll and then he broke boy
Yeah, so fuck these niggers if they talk bad
Raise my hand for what? i just talk smack
To estimate the outgoes is for the income
We got our back to you niggers cus we're in front
They taking shots, i'm shooting back
With your picky head and fluffy gucci hat
You know the rules, keep your hating eyes off me
If it isn't on a screen then you fucking shouldn't watch me