Blast off like i'm Jimmy Neutron
Watch a young nigga fly say im fina take off
Just just hit the scene with my favorite suit on (Suit on)
Think I look nice you should see me with it off (With it off)
Got so many ones they be thinking i'm a stripper
She gone give me what I want I ain't even gotta tip her
You can hand me any beat, promise ima kill it
And I do this with no effort i'm a icon living, i'm a icon living
Losing someone close I know that feeling
You got homies you got friends know the difference
F*ck a bitch my heart belongs to business
And she's a witness, I know you feel this
God gave me this talent I feel gifted
I keep it a bean say that i'm the realist
I ain't sick but what I spit out its an illness
I'm Chasin' Millions (Let's go)
There's this girl that I kind of was in love with
Kept it real with her now I know to trust no one
Broke her heart yeah she got what was coming
Every chance I get her feelings I f*ck with
Like hold up hold up get back
I throw hands little nigga I don't chit chat
Over a bitch can't believe that you did that
Gave you a chance next time its a dispatch
I'm from the grounds represent for my hood
Looking at the competition; got um all shook
Pretty boy got bars I ain't just all looks
Wrote a cold ass verse with a hot ass hook
I graduated I ain't like these dudes (These dudes)
I don't gang gang shit but my hands get loose (Get loose)
I came from the struggle so I grind for these shoes (These shoes)
I write love songs but I do this too (This too)
Say she loyal but I got her with her ass out (With her ass out)
Go in raw fina give her this smackdown (Smackdown)
Facebook beef I don't im too proud (Too proud)
I don't woof shorty this ain't Chi-Town (This ain't Chi-Town)
Fina grab pole little bitch put the pipe down (Pipe down)
I can't rap little bitch must be dumb found (Dumb found)
Got that swag on display like A glasshouse (Glasshouse)
Release this everybody know my name now
Blast off like i'm Jimmy Neutron
Watch a young nigga fly say im fina take off
Just just hit the scene with my favorite suit on (Suit on)
Think I look nice you should see me with it off (With it off)
Got so many ones they be thinking i'm a stripper
She gone give me what I want I ain't even gotta tip her
You can hand me any beat, promise ima kill it
And I do this with no effort i'm a icon living, i'm a icon living
Losing someone close I know that feeling
You got homies you got friends know the difference
F*ck a bitch my heart belongs to business
And she's a witness, I know you feel this
God gave me this talent I feel gifted,
I keep it a bean say that i'm the realist
I ain't sick but what I spit out its an illness
I'm Chasin' Millions (Let's go)
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English
Blast off like i'm Jimmy Neutron
Watch a young nigga fly say im fina take off
Just just hit the scene with my favorite suit on (Suit on)
Think I look nice you should see me with it off (With it off)
Got so many ones they be thinking i'm a stripper
She gone give me what I want I ain't even gotta tip her
You can hand me any beat, promise ima kill it
And I do this with no effort i'm a icon living, i'm a icon living
Losing someone close I know that feeling
You got homies you got friends know the difference
F*ck a bitch my heart belongs to business
And she's a witness, I know you feel this
God gave me this talent I feel gifted
I keep it a bean say that i'm the realist
I ain't sick but what I spit out its an illness
I'm Chasin' Millions (Let's go)
There's this girl that I kind of was in love with
Kept it real with her now I know to trust no one
Broke her heart yeah she got what was coming
Every chance I get her feelings I f*ck with
Like hold up hold up get back
I throw hands little nigga I don't chit chat
Over a bitch can't believe that you did that
Gave you a chance next time its a dispatch
I'm from the grounds represent for my hood
Looking at the competition; got um all shook
Pretty boy got bars I ain't just all looks
Wrote a cold ass verse with a hot ass hook
I graduated I ain't like these dudes (These dudes)
I don't gang gang shit but my hands get loose (Get loose)
I came from the struggle so I grind for these shoes (These shoes)
I write love songs but I do this too (This too)
Say she loyal but I got her with her ass out (With her ass out)
Go in raw fina give her this smackdown (Smackdown)
Facebook beef I don't im too proud (Too proud)
I don't woof shorty this ain't Chi-Town (This ain't Chi-Town)
Fina grab pole little bitch put the pipe down (Pipe down)
I can't rap little bitch must be dumb found (Dumb found)
Got that swag on display like A glasshouse (Glasshouse)
Release this everybody know my name now
Blast off like i'm Jimmy Neutron
Watch a young nigga fly say im fina take off
Just just hit the scene with my favorite suit on (Suit on)
Think I look nice you should see me with it off (With it off)
Got so many ones they be thinking i'm a stripper
She gone give me what I want I ain't even gotta tip her
You can hand me any beat, promise ima kill it
And I do this with no effort i'm a icon living, i'm a icon living
Losing someone close I know that feeling
You got homies you got friends know the difference
F*ck a bitch my heart belongs to business
And she's a witness, I know you feel this
God gave me this talent I feel gifted,
I keep it a bean say that i'm the realist
I ain't sick but what I spit out its an illness
I'm Chasin' Millions (Let's go)
Watch a young nigga fly say im fina take off
Just just hit the scene with my favorite suit on (Suit on)
Think I look nice you should see me with it off (With it off)
Got so many ones they be thinking i'm a stripper
She gone give me what I want I ain't even gotta tip her
You can hand me any beat, promise ima kill it
And I do this with no effort i'm a icon living, i'm a icon living
Losing someone close I know that feeling
You got homies you got friends know the difference
F*ck a bitch my heart belongs to business
And she's a witness, I know you feel this
God gave me this talent I feel gifted
I keep it a bean say that i'm the realist
I ain't sick but what I spit out its an illness
I'm Chasin' Millions (Let's go)
There's this girl that I kind of was in love with
Kept it real with her now I know to trust no one
Broke her heart yeah she got what was coming
Every chance I get her feelings I f*ck with
Like hold up hold up get back
I throw hands little nigga I don't chit chat
Over a bitch can't believe that you did that
Gave you a chance next time its a dispatch
I'm from the grounds represent for my hood
Looking at the competition; got um all shook
Pretty boy got bars I ain't just all looks
Wrote a cold ass verse with a hot ass hook
I graduated I ain't like these dudes (These dudes)
I don't gang gang shit but my hands get loose (Get loose)
I came from the struggle so I grind for these shoes (These shoes)
I write love songs but I do this too (This too)
Say she loyal but I got her with her ass out (With her ass out)
Go in raw fina give her this smackdown (Smackdown)
Facebook beef I don't im too proud (Too proud)
I don't woof shorty this ain't Chi-Town (This ain't Chi-Town)
Fina grab pole little bitch put the pipe down (Pipe down)
I can't rap little bitch must be dumb found (Dumb found)
Got that swag on display like A glasshouse (Glasshouse)
Release this everybody know my name now
Blast off like i'm Jimmy Neutron
Watch a young nigga fly say im fina take off
Just just hit the scene with my favorite suit on (Suit on)
Think I look nice you should see me with it off (With it off)
Got so many ones they be thinking i'm a stripper
She gone give me what I want I ain't even gotta tip her
You can hand me any beat, promise ima kill it
And I do this with no effort i'm a icon living, i'm a icon living
Losing someone close I know that feeling
You got homies you got friends know the difference
F*ck a bitch my heart belongs to business
And she's a witness, I know you feel this
God gave me this talent I feel gifted,
I keep it a bean say that i'm the realist
I ain't sick but what I spit out its an illness
I'm Chasin' Millions (Let's go)
Writer: Justice Edwards
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid