Chan Nidipon
Chan Nidipon

On repeat(remastered)

On repeat(remastered)

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03 Dec 2020

I'ma rock first, then roll later Ain't no one and a half, boy, you a whole hater Deep in this water, fuck a fish, boy, I'm a whole gator Give you a preview of my life, but this the wrong trailer Okay, comin' off the noggin, fuck the pen and paper Youngin stayin' solid, fuck the investigator (I'll never fold) I ain't goin' to college 'cause I'm chasin' paper (Chasin' after dough) Savin' up my proper 'til I'm well and stable They put that pistol to your nose and tell 'em, "Smell that" (That smoke) Can't get my feelings involved, so I just fell back (Oh no) This that medical gas go 'head and handle that Fuck your nigga, you my bitch, tell him I said that (Fuck you, nigga, pull up) I'm in her throat just like a hiccup (I'm deep) Fuck her then kick her out, come pick your bitch up (Get out my suite) I was down bad on my dick, I had to get up (Get me me) I'm not Kodak, but you know I ran that shit up Uh, I'm in the club forty deep (Forty deep) Tell security I'm coming with my heat (I'm coming with my heat) Ain't talkin' filter, I put makeup on the beat And take that cheap shit off your lip 'cause I don't want it on my D I spit that type of shit that burn you when you pee They jammin' me, they got all my songs on repeat (Oh, yeah, outside) Money fiendin', bout them benjis, I be geeked, ooh (I be high) He say he fucked my baby mama, so I fucked Sky My shooters on the pills, he be Perc'-ed out, ayy He wasn't talkin' money so I irked out Got a lot of weight up on me so I worked out Ain't talkin' birthday, but baby brought the cakes out Talkin' beef, then fuck it, bring the steak out Creepin' in your bushes like a stakeout All my niggas bringin' heat like it's HR I put that pistol to your cheek and make you say ah

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4 years ago

I'ma rock first, then roll later Ain't no one and a half, boy, you a whole hater Deep in this water, fuck a fish, boy, I'm a whole gator Give you a preview of my life, but this the wrong trailer Okay, comin' off the noggin, fuck the pen and paper Youngin stayin' solid, fuck the investigator (I'll never fold) I ain't goin' to college 'cause I'm chasin' paper (Chasin' after dough) Savin' up my proper 'til I'm well and stable They put that pistol to your nose and tell 'em, "Smell that" (That smoke) Can't get my feelings involved, so I just fell back (Oh no) This that medical gas go 'head and handle that Fuck your nigga, you my bitch, tell him I said that (Fuck you, nigga, pull up) I'm in her throat just like a hiccup (I'm deep) Fuck her then kick her out, come pick your bitch up (Get out my suite) I was down bad on my dick, I had to get up (Get me me) I'm not Kodak, but you know I ran that shit up Uh, I'm in the club forty deep (Forty deep) Tell security I'm coming with my heat (I'm coming with my heat) Ain't talkin' filter, I put makeup on the beat And take that cheap shit off your lip 'cause I don't want it on my D I spit that type of shit that burn you when you pee They jammin' me, they got all my songs on repeat (Oh, yeah, outside) Money fiendin', bout them benjis, I be geeked, ooh (I be high) He say he fucked my baby mama, so I fucked Sky My shooters on the pills, he be Perc'-ed out, ayy He wasn't talkin' money so I irked out Got a lot of weight up on me so I worked out Ain't talkin' birthday, but baby brought the cakes out Talkin' beef, then fuck it, bring the steak out Creepin' in your bushes like a stakeout All my niggas bringin' heat like it's HR I put that pistol to your cheek and make you say ah

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