CHETTA - Grams To Kilograms (feat. Tony with da Tommy) | Текст песни

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• Grams To Kilograms (feat. Tony with da Tommy)

[Verse 1: Jchetta]
Catch me moving my life like a mixture
Mix up my drugs like a blender
Shout out my doctor he scripting, blending I'm faded I'm tippin'
Just poured a 8th of prescription
Just rearranged me a victim
Really no need for no diggin' rather him sleep with the fishes
Scrim \"Don't shoot him\" don't listen
Couple of Xanax, we gifted
Couple of problems we live in
Whole lot of [?] in my system
Feel like we Jordan and pimpin'
Six rings up on them 6 digits
6 pints of lean and still sippin'
Gassin' my lungs every minute
Never the type to admit it
Sharing ain't not us, they trippin'
Never no talking, no snitching
Fuck all y'all sneakin' and dissin'
Fuck if you get in my vision, I see the end and I'm widdit
You can not match me, I'm different I'm a walking [?]

[Verse 2: Tommy with da Tommy]
Smoke up in, young and sipping codeine
Promethazine down my lean, sippin' since 18
And when [?] is coming down swervin' [?]
Creepin' on the Adderall, rolling off the headache
Fucking on these bitches like they call me daddy
Laughing at these rappers that we overlappin'
I done missed 5 bars with a couple tabs
If the days ain't true
Can't complain I'm too new
Triple six, crucifix, blazed in reverse
Smoking in on a hearse
I was born cursed

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