pointer chains

By Destroy Lonely

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[Intro]

(8-808)

(Ayy, Clayco, cook this motherfucker up)


[Chorus]

Bitch, I'm ballin' I got three pointer chains on (Look Killa)

I'm the young nigga comin' to put the gang on (Huh)

I ain't worried 'bout no bitch, they still lame hoes (Yeah)

Vamp shit, I'm comin' through with diamond fangs on (Fangs; Uh)

I'm iced out, I'm comin' through with diamond rings on (Diamond rings; Hey)

Niggas ain't me, we don't even make the same cho's (Same)

Niggas ain't me, we can't even rock the same clothes (Hey)


[Verse 1]

Been flooded out my ho, 'bout to call up Alex Moss (Hey)

Niggas ain't tryna make no sense, I ain't even tryna talk (Huh)

I was getting money way before my big bro had it in his sock (Hey)

Niggas keep talking 'bout these hoes but all them bitches we done popped (Yes)

Baguette my bracelet, I don't even want no diamond watch (Nah; Huh)

Your main bitch know I'm the boss I took her to the top (Top, top, top)

The same nigga and I'm still getting the same riches (Same riches, same riches, same riches)

I'm gettin' money, bitch, I guess I finally made it (Hey)

These niggas don't want it, we ain't even speak the same language (Nah)

These niggas can't touch my bitch, she badder than they main bitch

(Look Killa)


[Chorus]

Bitch, I'm ballin' I got three pointer chains on (Look Killa)

I'm the young nigga comin' to put the gang on (Fasho')

I ain't worried 'bout no bitch, they still lame hoes (Nah)

Vamp shit, I'm comin' through with diamond fangs on (Huh)

I'm iced out, I'm comin' through with diamond rings on (Huh)

Niggas ain't me, we don't even make the same cho's (Nah)

Niggas ain't me, we can't even rock the same clothes (Hey)


[Verse 2]

Last year I stacked it up and this year I'ma pop my shit (Pop it)

I'm young nigga lit, I'm booked up until 2036 (Huh)

Call my jeweller up, put my wrist all on futuristic, bitch (Huh)

Come through hold it up and make all of them pussy niggas sit (Shh; Hold it up)

What I'm reppin'? Bitch, that's Double-O (Double-O)

I ain't worried, I ain't stressin' about nothin' ho (Nah)

Bitch, I'm smokin' dope, chillin' on the top floor (Top floor)

You know how it go, I wan' see these hunchos (Hunchos)

Bitch, I'm ready to go, shit, speed, four-wheel drive (Four-wheel drive)

Nigga tried the gang? Huh, I guess it's suicide (Suicide)

I'm pourin' up right now, everyday I'm livin' high (Livin' high)

I'm rollin' up right now, everyday I'm livin' high (I'm livin' high)

I'm the Look Killa, bitch, I'm known for gettin' fly (Look Killa)

All these niggas cappers, they just known for tellin' lies (Shh; They cap, cap)

I take care of my bitches, I'm a stand up guy (I'm a stand up guy)

I take care of my mom and my bros, I'm a stand up guy (A stand up guy; Okay, okay, okay)

(Top Floor)


[Chorus]

Bitch, I'm ballin' I got three pointer chains on (Pointer chains on)

I'm the young nigga comin' to put the gang on (Huh; Gang on)

I ain't worried 'bout no bitch, they still lame hoes (Nah)

Vamp shit, I'm comin' through with diamond fangs on (Fangs)

I'm iced out, I'm comin' through with diamond rings on (Rings)

Niggas ain't me, we don't even make the same cho's (Nah; Cho's)

Niggas ain't me, we can't even rock the same clothes (Ha)