"Chiropractor" lyrics
Party, gun stickin' out the hip, pole out (It's a Wayne beat)
I walk to— (We're with white grease today)
Ahhh
I done walked in the pary, gun stickin' out my hip, got pole out
Got drank I ain't seen in a while in the freezer, got old pop
Ahh, my nigga pull up, big gun, Call of Duty got loadouts
Ahh, I know a nigga in a wheelchair shootin', he tryna roll out
Ahh, first sip of the day, drank taste so good, I need some more of that
Damn, told lil' bro go buy a drank, he done brought a soda back
Ahh, try trap hard in some Adidas, I'm finna bring Samoas back
Ahh, I'm still tryna hit old Raven, I'm tryna bring Symoné back
Damn, no chiropractor, he got hit in the leg, heard his bone crack
Damn, nigga pulled up, all you hear is, fap, fap, fap
Then he rolled back
Ayy, you never sold crack
You don't even know how to hold a strap
Nigga lied, said he post some Act'
It was close, bro, close to that, ahh
Bitch keep callin' my phone, I ain't answer, this bitch gettin' irritatin'
Shot the crib up, he ain't get hit because he was in the basement
I know a nigga died 'cause he talk too much, he was instigatin'
I don't even like talkin' on the phone with bitch, I ain't finna cake it
Ayy, I'm just tryna hit, I gotta leave, I got somewhere to be later
Ayy, ordered a new car, need new tint, somebody call D Major
Ayy, that drank got a lil' autotune, I put it in D major
Ayy, who'd ever knew when you grew up, you was gon' be a hater
Damn, all the hatin' these niggas doin', need to stop that shit
Ayy, my bitch made me so mad, I had to block that bitch
Ayy, thinkin' 'bout days I ain't have shit, I'm finna pop my shit
Ayy, we BTA No Label, we be droppin' shit
Beat nigga ass, I throw a punch, you better duck 'cause I'm 'bout to kick
And I'm ridin' around in a bulletproof like I'm 50 Cent
Ayy, you ain't never seen a nigga hop out BP with a bulletproof vest
Ayy, bitch took too many shot to the throat, she got a bulletproof neck
I put a condom on when I hit her, that's bulletproof sex
I can put the plug in the room right now, bet you can't tell it to connect
Bitch know everything that I be doin', she telekinesis
But she even know I hit her granny, I'm tellin' her nieces
That's your granny sister daughter, I'm tellin' your cousin
I'm in the hood with a fake ID buyin' pints, I feel like I'm McLovin
I'm finna buy me a pint of Quagen, I don't buy no liquor
Nigga say, "I'ma pop my shit this summer", he got popped in the winter
I know a nigga got killed walkin' through the trail
I know a nigga died in the snow
I know a nigga that got killed for a pound, he died for a 'bow
Why you always tryna tell people 'bout shit? They ain't even gotta know
Knocked the cup over gettin' up too fast, spilled Wock' on the floor
ARP, nigga got hit fast but he died slow
I'm tired of lyin' to a bitch, tell a bitch I ain't never lied before
I ain't gotta lie to a bitch, tell the truth, tell a lie, it don't even matter
I know a nigga grew up around all good people, never seen a smacker
I took the elevator up to the top, I ain't even see the ladder
I got every cheat code to the game, I don't even need a hacker
Damn, ayy, bro, let me see your phone real quick
Ayy, someone send me the location from nigga phone
Sh— I don't even need a tracker
Got a big gun with some big jeans, shit, I got my jeans saggin'
You always talkin' 'bout what a nigga did, nigga, you ain't even see it happen
I walk to— (We're with white grease today)
Ahhh
I done walked in the pary, gun stickin' out my hip, got pole out
Got drank I ain't seen in a while in the freezer, got old pop
Ahh, my nigga pull up, big gun, Call of Duty got loadouts
Ahh, I know a nigga in a wheelchair shootin', he tryna roll out
Ahh, first sip of the day, drank taste so good, I need some more of that
Damn, told lil' bro go buy a drank, he done brought a soda back
Ahh, try trap hard in some Adidas, I'm finna bring Samoas back
Ahh, I'm still tryna hit old Raven, I'm tryna bring Symoné back
Damn, no chiropractor, he got hit in the leg, heard his bone crack
Damn, nigga pulled up, all you hear is, fap, fap, fap
Then he rolled back
Ayy, you never sold crack
You don't even know how to hold a strap
Nigga lied, said he post some Act'
It was close, bro, close to that, ahh
Bitch keep callin' my phone, I ain't answer, this bitch gettin' irritatin'
Shot the crib up, he ain't get hit because he was in the basement
I know a nigga died 'cause he talk too much, he was instigatin'
I don't even like talkin' on the phone with bitch, I ain't finna cake it
Ayy, I'm just tryna hit, I gotta leave, I got somewhere to be later
Ayy, ordered a new car, need new tint, somebody call D Major
Ayy, that drank got a lil' autotune, I put it in D major
Ayy, who'd ever knew when you grew up, you was gon' be a hater
Damn, all the hatin' these niggas doin', need to stop that shit
Ayy, my bitch made me so mad, I had to block that bitch
Ayy, thinkin' 'bout days I ain't have shit, I'm finna pop my shit
Ayy, we BTA No Label, we be droppin' shit
Beat nigga ass, I throw a punch, you better duck 'cause I'm 'bout to kick
And I'm ridin' around in a bulletproof like I'm 50 Cent
Ayy, you ain't never seen a nigga hop out BP with a bulletproof vest
Ayy, bitch took too many shot to the throat, she got a bulletproof neck
I put a condom on when I hit her, that's bulletproof sex
I can put the plug in the room right now, bet you can't tell it to connect
Bitch know everything that I be doin', she telekinesis
But she even know I hit her granny, I'm tellin' her nieces
That's your granny sister daughter, I'm tellin' your cousin
I'm in the hood with a fake ID buyin' pints, I feel like I'm McLovin
I'm finna buy me a pint of Quagen, I don't buy no liquor
Nigga say, "I'ma pop my shit this summer", he got popped in the winter
I know a nigga got killed walkin' through the trail
I know a nigga died in the snow
I know a nigga that got killed for a pound, he died for a 'bow
Why you always tryna tell people 'bout shit? They ain't even gotta know
Knocked the cup over gettin' up too fast, spilled Wock' on the floor
ARP, nigga got hit fast but he died slow
I'm tired of lyin' to a bitch, tell a bitch I ain't never lied before
I ain't gotta lie to a bitch, tell the truth, tell a lie, it don't even matter
I know a nigga grew up around all good people, never seen a smacker
I took the elevator up to the top, I ain't even see the ladder
I got every cheat code to the game, I don't even need a hacker
Damn, ayy, bro, let me see your phone real quick
Ayy, someone send me the location from nigga phone
Sh— I don't even need a tracker
Got a big gun with some big jeans, shit, I got my jeans saggin'
You always talkin' 'bout what a nigga did, nigga, you ain't even see it happen
