chlorophyll Lyrics

Play with me nigga finna get rocked

I never slow up, not even a pit- (stop), okay

Niggas always staying on my dick, okay

They jumping and doing tricks on it like okay

Cirque du Soleil

If that's the type of shit you on then olé

Dripped out got on Gabbana and Dolce

The match lit, cause this shit gas like propane

Type of shit that leave you hooked like cocaine

The shit that I make is a vibe

You better strap in cause you are in for a ride

I really don't have limits, not even the sky

I'm tryna be the greatest nigga till the end of time

You could never put me in a box like a pantomime

And I do what I do

You know it's always fire when I get in the booth

And very soon yall gon have to go and pay me my dues

I got a gift like its Christmas

Niggas tend to stay in my business

That's why I tend to keep my rides tinted

I see a big chance and tend to dive in it

Best believe this talent won't go to waste

If you got something to say, then say it to my face

If you can't do that, you betta stay in your lane

Lock in, keep it hush, and please know your place (know your place nigga)

Man, I don't know how many times I gotta tell these niggas man

There's not many people doing it like me but um

I guess its time to stop talking and let the music speak, I don't know

You know what I be on

The type to go above and then beyond

I turn lemons to lemon meringue

Fuck a lemonade

Yall need to hop on this wave, okay

Yall need to stop being lame

I punch, get boxed like a part in the braids, okay

You and I, we are not the same

I'm boutta lock the game up like Guantanamo Bay, okay

I know you can see that I'm nice

Already said it once, do not plan on saying it twice

You'd be well advised to become a fan of mine (hey)

All the time, I'm on my grind, wait

I control time, time is mine like the Prince of Persia

One thing for sure and two things for certain

The show just started nigga go draw the curtain

John Cena, you cannot see me

You niggas getting washed, better pass the squeegee

You wishing you was better, but ain't got no genie

They ask me how I do it, this shit way too easy

John Cena, you cannot see me

You niggas getting washed, better pass the squeegee

You wishing you was better, but ain't got no genie

They ask me how I do it, this shit way too easy

This shit way too easy

They ask me how I do it, this shit way too easy

You niggas getting washed better pass the squeegee

You wishing you was better but you ain't got no genie

They ask me how I do it, this shit way too easy