Chip - I'm Fine (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Chip] Yeah I might just let it run for a bit and then, like, start later, start like now Now, now, now-now right? Alright, cool, cool [Verse 1: Chip] Me and my team the cream of the crop Me, I'm the cream, my n***as all crop You man claim that you spit fire It's not that deep, you're not that hot It's not that deep, you're not that hot It's not that deep, you're not that hot [Verse 2: Konan] Model in my car Said she likes the model of my car I don't love these hoes, I just touch and go Never let a b**h take me for a puppy show Should've never gave me a deal Instant fame, I can make you famous for real They read magazines, man empty them I get bags, I'm your girl's #MCM Yeah, I get birds cause I get bread With a ginger girl, getting red head Better get out the caskets IPhone but I'm still burying artists I bully nearly everywhere, you ain't never there Looking for a f**boi, nah, never here I smell some hating arse n***as Tell em try a ting init [Hook: Chip](x2) Waiting on, just waiting on my time Need to brush some of these b**hes off of my line You been laying low, we ain't heard from you in time Don't worry bout me, don't worry bout me, I'm fine [Verse 3: Frisco] Yo Chippy, let me brush them off The big dog's here, puppies? I'mma hush em off I'm so Boy Better Know, you and I know It's a suicide flow and I'm jumping off It's jumping off when I start dumping off Big Fris, I'mma wig this, kid, be my witness Before man try interrupt my settings Big 45's gonna get him It's a mad ting anytime I take it out Don't know why they wanna take me out Maybe because my ting tun up And I've got girls lined up like Take Me Out Rudeboy, I go everywhere, you ain't never there Looking for an idiot, nah, never there If cash ain't your motto and you don't play dirty Boy better leave that sh** over there [Hook: Chip](x2) [Verse 4: Krept] Stay up on the grind Ordered me a Roley, I'm just waiting on my time Got your wife on the roster Balls over her head, n***as saying that I lobbed her You? Got a couple shoes on the rack Me? Spent a couple racks on the shoes Us? We'll do a move with Jack You? You'll get jacked on a move Young Gs silence on their burners Catch you in the dance and get Shmurda'd Hot n***a, this some hot n***as Red leather jacket, MOBO, man got Thriller I be nearly everywhere, you ain't never there Looking for a f**boi, nah, never there I smell some hating arse n***as s** your mum, init [Hook: Chip](x2)