Young Chop - Earned It lyrics

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Young Chop - Earned It lyrics

[Hook] I got all my motherf**ing j**elry on You can try to flex like your b**h a** want it You don't want these bullets flying like some comets You a motherf**ing frog little Kermit I'm a glo man I don't need a garment And I'm hotter than a f**ing furnace Take a tooka blunt then I burned it And I spend this money cause I earned it [Verse 1] That b**h called me on the phone she ain't want sh** Told that b**h don't call my phone with all that nonsense I be getting to that guap b**h I be guaping Smoking on this blunt, this sh** stunky I mean skunky, I'm rolling with the funky Cops pull me over they don't want sh** They just want to say they locked me up Cause they know I got a lot of bucks (Chief Sosa) But I'm bonding right out I ain't broke n***as ain't getting no money it ain't a joke You better get some money for your momma or your ho Boy yo a** better not be broke I spent four bands on a coat (On a Moncler) I spent a f**ing band on some loafs I spent that hunnid on my air force ones To stomp a n***a in his air force ones I don't need a jet I want Air Force One I am f**ing president and a sun Sold a b**h for five thousand and left her one And threw that f**ing sh** in the strip club n***as flexing this ain't what they want I up this pump and fill a n***a up Riding down my block no this ain't what they want We up these pistols hit a n***a up [Hook] I got all my motherf**ing j**elry on You can try to flex like your b**h a** want it You don't want these bullets flying like some comets You a motherf**ing frog little Kermit I'm a glo man I don't need a garment And I'm hotter than a f**ing furnace Take a tooka blunt then I burned it And I spend this money cause I earned it [Verse 2] Smoking dope like a chimney Tec on my hip that means that it's feeling me These n***as ain't no kin to me no friend to me These n***a f**ing enemies Hey the beat go off I up it then my heat go off I heard he do that sneaky talk I heard he was a sneaky dawg I up this f**ing 4-0 then I speak it dawg Me I take naps and you a sleepy dawg Catch yo a** in the back shoot up your fe-fe dawg 223 is at your neck, breathing dawg? n***a don't even sneeze I get to squeezing dawg My little b**h a vet she said she need a dawg She know I get them checks and I don't speak at all Some b**hes bully me and Justin Bieber y'all I'm in the kitchen cooking Justin Bieber y'all I ain't got none of them shades I'm still not seeing y'all Lil' b**h I'm glo I don't want to be with y'all White air force ones cause that's how I'm feeling y'all I'm from Chiraq where they be k**ing y'all All these f** n***as and they feeling hard I'm laughing to the bank like ha-ha-ha-ha And I got my Glock and this b**h click clack pow, pow, pow, pow (pow, pow, pow, pow, n***a) [Hook] I got all my motherf**ing j**elry on You can try to flex like your b**h a** want it You don't want these bullets flying like some comets You a motherf**ing frog little Kermit I'm a glo man I don't need a garment And I'm hotter than a f**ing furnace Take a tooka blunt then I burned it And I spend this money cause I earned it [Outro] Aye, gang gang, n***a Gang gang, n***a Aye, gang in this b**h, gang in this b**h Gang in this b**h, gang in this b**h, gang gang

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