"Chutes & Ladders" lyrics
"Chutes & Ladders"
(Louie, wake up!)
Ayy, bitch, what, uh
I can't go nowhere without my Glock, extend it
I got thirty shots up in this Chop' so you know I ain't missin' (Bitch, what?)
Fuck a handout, miss me with that, I ain't with that ass kissin'
Hit her once, get to the check, stayin' focused on my mission (Okay)
Cruisin' around in an Escalade (Skrtt), left twenty-two bitches on read today (Okay)
I met your main bitch like yesterday (Bitch), kick her out of the crib, ain't no time to play
I know them boys hatin', they fakin', I made it (What?), it took me some time, we had stayed and was patient (Yuh)
He copy my shit but, bitch, we ain't adjacent, the ones who be hatin' livin' in mom's basement (Uh)
I done woke up on some hot shit (Yuh), I nod my head up in this bitch, you know them boys gon' drop shit
I can't cuff no thot, bitch, Mo city, I'm the locksmith (Bitch)
He want me to listen to his tape, that shit was not it (Pussy)
Fuck an AP watch, I don't need to know the time (Uh)
Why you trippin' 'bout a bitch, boy, that girl ain't even fine
Got your granny in my crib in the bathroom snortin' lines
Let that pussy try to play me, I'ma go and take what's mine, ayy (Pussy)
Ayy, bitch, what, uh (Huh?)
I can't go nowhere without my Glock, extend it (Bitch)
I got thirty shots up in this Chop' so you know I ain't missin'
Fuck a handout, miss me with that, I ain't with that ass kissin'
Hit her once, get to the check, stayin' focused on my mission (Okay)
Rubber band man, Frosty, I got hella guap (Bitch)
I might buy a new McLaren, fuck it, after sandbox drop (What?)
She ask me do I trust her, I said, "Baby girl, I don't trust no thots"
Teezo hit me on the phone, askin' when my album drop, ayy
I can't go nowhere without my Bape's, now it's model bitches in my DM's tryna give me face (What?)
They know Frosty rich as hell, I cop that crib right by the lake
(Bitch)
Teezo pull up, chutes and ladders, got them TEC's right in your face (Ayy)
Ayy, bitch, what, uh (Okay)
I can't go nowhere without my Glock, extend it
I got thirty shots up in this Chop' so you know I ain't missin'
Fuck a handout, miss me with that, I ain't with that ass kissin' (Bitch, yuh)
Hit her once, get to the check, stayin' focused on my mission (Okay)
Bitch, uh, yuh
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