SittinOnChrome

Every single day I'm tryna get my mind together

Sitting on chrome brought the sunny weather

Every single day I'm tryna make my pockets heavy

Pulling up my draws seats, Italian leather

I know what I'm supposed to do

She say, "Bones, I just wanna get close to you"

I know what I'm supposed to do

I'm fresh out the lot, my pimping brand new

What I'm supposed to do

She say, "Bones, I just wanna get close to you"

I know what I'm supposed to do

I'm fresh out the lot, my pimping brand new

I was caught up in a jam, god to the damn

Blade in my sock and a pistol in my hand

No blam, squeeze but it jam

Not today, baby, I'll be damned

I rolled out all my gold out

Scoped the whole route

Like I hope the hoes out

I collect dough like I just pass gold

Every 24, that's the way it goes

(Yeah, right on)

(Yeah, right on, ah)

I know what I'm supposed to do

She say, "Bones, I just wanna get close to you"

I know what I'm supposed to do

I'm fresh out the lot, my pimping brand new

I

I know

I'm fresh out the lot, my pimping brand new