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chopped chin remix - kahleation lyrics

[intro: claire ridgely]
(running into you in my head)
(in—in—in—)

[chorus: kahleation & claire ridgely]
pull up on yo’ ho with chopped chin
i told her i’m the zen, so i’m gon’ cheat (mhm, cheat)
i go johnny dang, then ice my t**th (my t**th)
n*gga lame, then i gotta t
i had gave that n*gga chopped chin (chopped, chopped)
juju’ kaisen, smack a n*gga like i’m rich (jus’ like i’m rich)
i just make a n*gga fly, put that laser to his eye (to his eye)
then got off on i*85 (85)
i kick the ball, put on my cleats (put on my cleats)
i’m too skinny, i can’t even drink (drink)
brand new coat, i copped some mink (b*tch, i copped some mink)
bad b*tch off the casamigos, she fin’ fall up in the club (in the club)
check all in my pocket, and pull out a dub (dub)
baby, i’m sizing sh*t, i’m spinnin’ my tris so a n*gga can’t get in my cup (can’t gеt in my—)
i smoke on flavor, i can’t bluff
my sh*t tailored, not no china sh*t, this ain’t regular stuff (this ain’t rеgular stuff)

[verse: kahleation & claire ridgely]
that ho said my partner chopped, but he still f*cked (he still f*cked)
knee’d him up, i took his jeans and piece, he can’t get up (he can’t get up)
n*gga can’t even find the tool
’cause that sh*t got took last month
i threw that b*tch right in the dump (in dump)
hit that boy with double pump (with double pump)
(running into you in my head)
(in—in—in—)

[chorus: kahleation & claire ridgely]
pull up on yo’ ho with chopped chin
i told her i’m the zen, so i’m gon’ cheat (mhm, cheat)
i go johnny dang, then ice my t**th (my t**th)
n*gga lame, then i gotta t
i had gave that n*gga chopped chin (chopped, chopped)
juju’ kaisen, smack a n*gga like i’m rich (jus’ like i’m rich)
i just make a n*gga fly, put that laser to his eye (to his eye)
then got off on i*85 (85)
i kick the ball, put on my cleats (put on my cleats)
i’m too skinny, i can’t even drink (drink)
brand new coat, i copped some mink (b*tch, i copped some mink)
bad b*tch off the casamigos, she fin’ fall up in the club (in the club)
check all in my pocket, and pull out a dub (dub)
baby, i’m sizing sh*t, i’m spinnin’ my tris so a n*gga can’t get in my cup (can’t get in my—)
i smoke on flavor, i can’t bluff
my sh*t tailored, not no china sh*t, this ain’t regular stuff (this ain’t regular stuff)

[outro: claire ridgely]
(running—does seem to fly—to fly)
(then it’s hard to find—it—to find, yeah)
(running into you in my head)
(in between, what could’ve been, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(everybody seems to leave)
(bittersweet memories)

- kahleation lyrics

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