CHROME HEART

Yuh, uh
Woah, oh, woah, oh
Toolie on my, yeah toolie on my
Wrist, yeah
Toolie on my wrist, yeah, toolie on my wrist
Yeah, ooh, yeah ooh
Got a chrome heart, on me
Toolie on my side
And I’m feeling like i’m Ayce bitch
You don’t wanna die
Got a fucking
Right clip, gucci on my bod
Imma tell you, Im a bitch yeah
You don’t wanna fight
Got a crowded house, so a loud house
And a homicide
And i pull up in that honda, we kicking with the bros
And you try to steal my wave bitch, you taking all my flows
And i’m fourteen, i’m doing shit
Bitch i do the most