"Give That Chain Up" lyrics
(Jecca, that's crazy)
Yeah, yeah
2500, I push the court like I was raised there (Yeah)
Push up on his ass with switch and make him stay there
We done smoked so many of our opps, this shit ain't fair
You ever spanked a nigga with no mask and had to change hair?
Popped a nigga with a fully and had to change guns
Up there, I better not ever see you throw that gang up
Checkin' niggas' temperatures, we makin' rappers change up
Checkout time, sit your ass down somewhere and give that chain up
Nigga, left, right, shit get weird
If that nigga duck the smoke, then we gon' put it on his peers
Don't do the Casper Glocks, I ain't had a P80 in years
Fully jammin' when it's time to do my doug', that's the only thing I fear
Ayy, but I know my baby gon' fuck it up
Brain shot, all you saw was hella meat and chunks of blood
The same niggas that run they mouth, they gon' run from us
If we add all the shell cases up, nigga, we done dropped a hundred-plus
Nigga, times ten
He ain't outside, we gon' bend his block and find his friend
He died from the first shot, came back alive
I popped his ass one more time, then he died again
Nigga, let's slide again
On Jordan Court or Montclair with Lil Nick
Ayy, put that stock down, Nightingale, I only play with sticks
No cap, bodies drop every time they drop a diss
When I shoot, it's hard to watch out for the kids
Yeah, this that murder music that they dance to
Rap nigga talkin' 'bout some pape', I got bag too
I done ran some cho out a bitch that was ran through
Hit when I was broke, I got some cho, start actin' brand new
Stupid ho, blocked her off my phone, I can't stand you
Yeah, I need a G fee, whore bucks
Top hat, bend a jitty, you ain't never scored once
Puttin' death on any nigga I catch throwin' fours up
Name a time I seen a opp and I ain't pop my door, blood
The reason why the score up, yeah, that's us
Up the fully on a stupid-ass bitch, ayy, back up
And I done ran some niggas down, but I ain't never ran once, nigga
2500, I push the court like I was raised there (Yeah)
Push up on his ass with switch and make him stay there
We done smoked so many of our opps, this shit ain't fair
You ever spanked a nigga with no mask and had to change hair?
Popped a nigga with a fully and had to change guns
Up there, I better not ever see you throw that gang up
Checkin' niggas' temperatures, we makin' rappers change up
Checkout time, sit your ass down somewhere and give that chain up
Yeah, yeah
2500, I push the court like I was raised there (Yeah)
Push up on his ass with switch and make him stay there
We done smoked so many of our opps, this shit ain't fair
You ever spanked a nigga with no mask and had to change hair?
Popped a nigga with a fully and had to change guns
Up there, I better not ever see you throw that gang up
Checkin' niggas' temperatures, we makin' rappers change up
Checkout time, sit your ass down somewhere and give that chain up
Nigga, left, right, shit get weird
If that nigga duck the smoke, then we gon' put it on his peers
Don't do the Casper Glocks, I ain't had a P80 in years
Fully jammin' when it's time to do my doug', that's the only thing I fear
Ayy, but I know my baby gon' fuck it up
Brain shot, all you saw was hella meat and chunks of blood
The same niggas that run they mouth, they gon' run from us
If we add all the shell cases up, nigga, we done dropped a hundred-plus
Nigga, times ten
He ain't outside, we gon' bend his block and find his friend
He died from the first shot, came back alive
I popped his ass one more time, then he died again
Nigga, let's slide again
On Jordan Court or Montclair with Lil Nick
Ayy, put that stock down, Nightingale, I only play with sticks
No cap, bodies drop every time they drop a diss
When I shoot, it's hard to watch out for the kids
Yeah, this that murder music that they dance to
Rap nigga talkin' 'bout some pape', I got bag too
I done ran some cho out a bitch that was ran through
Hit when I was broke, I got some cho, start actin' brand new
Stupid ho, blocked her off my phone, I can't stand you
Yeah, I need a G fee, whore bucks
Top hat, bend a jitty, you ain't never scored once
Puttin' death on any nigga I catch throwin' fours up
Name a time I seen a opp and I ain't pop my door, blood
The reason why the score up, yeah, that's us
Up the fully on a stupid-ass bitch, ayy, back up
And I done ran some niggas down, but I ain't never ran once, nigga
2500, I push the court like I was raised there (Yeah)
Push up on his ass with switch and make him stay there
We done smoked so many of our opps, this shit ain't fair
You ever spanked a nigga with no mask and had to change hair?
Popped a nigga with a fully and had to change guns
Up there, I better not ever see you throw that gang up
Checkin' niggas' temperatures, we makin' rappers change up
Checkout time, sit your ass down somewhere and give that chain up
Writer(s): Jaymani Gorman, Potapov Olegovich, Vasili Kletskin, Jordan Hsu
