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chalk - tony shhnow lyrics

[chorus]
(i really like to use cash)
on the road to the money, i just f*cked up saks fifth
on the way to your b*tch house, finna whip d*ck out
talk about guns cuz’ you know that i’m tipped out
you wanna be a stand up guy, man sit down
this a mini draco but this b*tch got big rounds
he don’t wanna dance but that uzi make him chris brown
do him like disco, hands up, get down
i don’t got the goop but the v’s on rock
these hunnids blue cheese, these twentys on guap
she love hip*hop, said please don’t pop
this case through the block, i don’t need no mop
just know i came from the bottom so i need her top
my hands on money, my feet on that block
bust down jake this not a g*shock
just cut the stove on, hood know that we hot
she know i make movies but i don’t play with props
told em everything custom, no we don’t do the stock
put your partner on a piece of paper, it’s up, then we draw
n*gga play with mine, he gon end up lying on the chalk

[verse]
i can’t play with dimes, i’m too busy riding with a bowl
he want all the smoke till he f*ck around and he choke
this sh*t off the boat, she grab her a towel and she float
dead in the road, i laugh to the bank, they always joke
be quiet while i’m smoking on this loud, i’m tryna focus
these hunnids on me right now prolly cuz i’m chosen
i got yo b*tch laid up, she told me that she open
i think all these rappers doing laundry cuz they just love folding
if he do not like to get money then that boy not tony
if that n*gga known to call shots then he prolly know me
i got that snake, pouring eights, d*mn, rest in peace to kobe
blue hunnids on me, rest in peace to nipsey
why the f*ck n*ggas always acting iffy?
i guess all this water on me got em acting fishy
if you tryna get you some money you should prolly listen
i been getting paid, you want to just pay attention
[chorus]
on the road to the money, i just f*cked up saks fifth
on the way to your b*tch house, finna whip d*ck out
talk about guns cuz’ you know that i’m tipped out
you wanna be a stand up guy, man sit down
this a mini draco but this b*tch got big rounds
he don’t wanna dance but that uzi make him chris brown
do him like disco, hands up, get down
i don’t got the goop but the v’s on rock
these hunnids blue cheese, these twentys on guap
she love hip*hop, said please don’t pop
this case through the block, i don’t need no mop
just know i came from the bottom so i need her top
my hands on money, my feet on that block
(i really like to use cash)
bust down jake this not a g*shock
just cut the stove on, hood know that we hot
she know i make movies but i don’t play with props
told em everything custom, no we don’t do the stock
put your partner on a piece of paper, it’s up, then we draw
n*gga play with mine, he gon end up lying on the chalk

- tony shhnow lyrics

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