Lil Duke - Chances lyrics

[Intro] (Blanco) Uh I gave 'em chance after chance For real [Chorus] I gave 'em chance after chance (Chance) Whole lotta bands in my pants (Racks) Eliot diamonds gon' dance (Shine) No, I don't need no advance (No) Jumped off the porch and I turned to a man Shoutout to Thugger, he bought me some land He mad at me 'cause his b*tch is a fan They sleep on me like they on Xans Came from the trap, I got nominated When I walk in the spot, they accommodated I had to stay down and they know how long I waited Now my car's foreign and my house is gated I never pick and choose, that's when them b*tches do Girl it's gon' take a whole lot to get rid of you We don't be lovin' these b*tches, we switch-a-roo [?] through lanes and I'm in that new Bentley coupe [Verse] She said she like how I do it I told her, "Shh, it ain't nothin' to it" This ain't no tug of war, but I got pull Already ate on these ni**as, I'm full She tryna go with me tourin' Blowin' they mortgage, smoked a whole forest Travelin' all round the globe like a tourist Rememberin' times when I couldn't afford it I gave 'em chance after chance Had to cut 'em off, they fu*ked up the plans Made Biscotti, probably need my own strand If you get caught stealin', cut off your hand I got some neck on a jet b*tches be [?] I say so Plus I could put your lil' b*tch on a payroll Go get the money, I don't gotta lay low (Go get the money, yeah) If it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck (Stuck) Playin' with me is like playin' with a bomb Boy, you finna run out of luck (Boom) I can get him hit for a little ol' nothin' My shooters all by the book (Pew, pew) I'm droppin' my nuts, ni**a, you know what's up You can see in my eyes that I don't give a fu*k (Don't give a fu*k) [Chorus] I gave 'em chance after chance (Chance) Whole lotta bands in my pants (Racks) Eliot diamonds gon' dance (Shine) No, I don't need no advance (No) Jumped off the porch and I turned to a man Shoutout to Thugger, he bought me some land He mad at me 'cause his b*tch is a fan They sleep on me like they on Xans Came from the trap, I got nominated When I walk in the spot, they accommodated I had to stay down and they know how long I waited Now my car's foreign and my house is gated I never pick and choose, that's when them b*tches do Girl it's gon' take a whole lot to get rid of you We don't be lovin' these b*tches, we switch-a-roo [?] through lanes and I'm in that new Bentley coupe