Stick around
Too comfortable in this city but you want out
Crawling back to people who wanted you put down
When shit hits the roof you're just a fill-in in the room
All guns point to you
Left turn right turn
They all and the same
One last notice to stay in your grave
Out and about just spreading names
Choke down now on the end of my blade
You can't cut ties
This is due or die
Stay the f*ck in my site
You don't want this life
Find another reason to stay alive
A little birdie told me
You know too much to let you go
Matter of time till we settle the score
Take this shit to the table your boys gotta go
On the thinnest ice you can get with a nine to your head
One wrong move and I might just shoot
Thought we was cool here's a slap to the face
Ski mask on no face no trace
Bodies hit the floor when I walk in the place
Body bag you up you f*cking disgrace
Fraudulent f*ck
You don't know what is it
Always trying to be down
But you know you ain't shit
What the f*ck you gonna do when you're always like a clown
And you know what f*cking time it is
Chump City in your face
You're just a stupid motherf*cker
You know it too you f*cking cunt
So what the f*ck you gonna do
Chump - Often Chumpin (feat. Often Wrong) Lyrics
Chump - Often Chumpin (feat. Often Wrong) Lyrics
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Stick around
Too comfortable in this city but you want out
Crawling back to people who wanted you put down
When shit hits the roof you're just a fill-in in the room
All guns point to you
Left turn right turn
They all and the same
One last notice to stay in your grave
Out and about just spreading names
Choke down now on the end of my blade
You can't cut ties
This is due or die
Stay the f*ck in my site
You don't want this life
Find another reason to stay alive
A little birdie told me
You know too much to let you go
Matter of time till we settle the score
Take this shit to the table your boys gotta go
On the thinnest ice you can get with a nine to your head
One wrong move and I might just shoot
Thought we was cool here's a slap to the face
Ski mask on no face no trace
Bodies hit the floor when I walk in the place
Body bag you up you f*cking disgrace
Fraudulent f*ck
You don't know what is it
Always trying to be down
But you know you ain't shit
What the f*ck you gonna do when you're always like a clown
And you know what f*cking time it is
Chump City in your face
You're just a stupid motherf*cker
You know it too you f*cking cunt
So what the f*ck you gonna do
Too comfortable in this city but you want out
Crawling back to people who wanted you put down
When shit hits the roof you're just a fill-in in the room
All guns point to you
Left turn right turn
They all and the same
One last notice to stay in your grave
Out and about just spreading names
Choke down now on the end of my blade
You can't cut ties
This is due or die
Stay the f*ck in my site
You don't want this life
Find another reason to stay alive
A little birdie told me
You know too much to let you go
Matter of time till we settle the score
Take this shit to the table your boys gotta go
On the thinnest ice you can get with a nine to your head
One wrong move and I might just shoot
Thought we was cool here's a slap to the face
Ski mask on no face no trace
Bodies hit the floor when I walk in the place
Body bag you up you f*cking disgrace
Fraudulent f*ck
You don't know what is it
Always trying to be down
But you know you ain't shit
What the f*ck you gonna do when you're always like a clown
And you know what f*cking time it is
Chump City in your face
You're just a stupid motherf*cker
You know it too you f*cking cunt
So what the f*ck you gonna do
Writer: Katie Goodman
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid