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Chinx Drugz

Genres: Hip-Hop

Haven't Spoken Lyrics - Chinx Drugz

[Intro:] 

Coke Boy Baby 

Chinx Whattup, Montana! 

[Hook: Chinx Drugz] 

Things they just ain't been the same 

Things are very different now 

Made my way up in the game 

My closest friends are distant now 

Haaaaaaa 

[Verse 1: French Montana] 

Dope n' coke, roll n' smoke her 

On that sofa, till it's over- 

Homie can't you see we got that waveeeeeeee 

Never sober, till it's over 

Homie can't you see we got that waveeeeeeee 

Got that smoke, got that drank 

Go and call the freaks 

Since I've' made it homie all I see is cars and teeth 

City-boy, tinted-roys, ridin' dirty-dirty 

Only niggas with that white, you can call it fergie 

Made that money, then I lost it, made it back again 

Told my bitch fuck er', call her back again 

Got that itch, makin' hits, back to back again 

Feeled it longer, she was strongest, what you up again? 

Me n' chinx on that 9-5 

For that loaf, took the oath n' I'm a' die by 

All-red-mazzerati, tell them niggas catch-up 

From the bottom till' I got it, tell them niggas just to... 

[Hook: Chinx Drugz] 

Things they just ain't been the same 

Things are very different now 

Made my way up in the game 

My closest friends are distant now 

Haaaaaaa 

[Verse 2: Chinx Drugs] 

(Uhh) My head high, my cup full and my pockets swole 

Wake up in the mornin' spread that butter on my bankroll 

Things they lookin good, horses on my hood 

Bad bitch on my wood, whole life they misunderstood 

But now they feel me 

Roll up in that suicide, hop out my jewlery so nuts 

Your lady doin donuts on my tip 

Yes I be that shit, all about my grip 

Made my way up out that strip 

Now that show money's that show money I grip 

Like them vices, your memories are priceless 

Just pray I ain't dead n go for I figured would life it (uhh) 

Coke Boy, all the drank, poured up 

On the pill, so what, riot gang nigga throw it upppp 

[Outro: French Montana] 

Dope n' coke, roll n' smoke her 

On that sofa, till it's over- 

Homie can't you see we got that waveeeeeeee 

Never sober, till it's over 

Homie can't you see we got that waveeeeeeee 

Got that smoke, got that drank 

Go and call the freaks 

Since I've' made it homie all I see is cars and teeth