HEART CHROME Lyrics

Heart chrome, yeah, heart chrome, yeah

Heart chrome, yeah, heart chrome, yeah

Heart chrome, yeah, heart chrome, yeah

Heart chrome, yeah yeah, heart chrome, yeah

Heart chrome, but I'm clutching that steel

Semi-auto at his dome he gon' squeal

Really rich, boy I count by the mil'

You could see by the blue on my bills

My bills blue

Took her bestfriend and she got no clue

Jumpin' out the whip cuz' it got no roof

And they both so fine, yeah I want her too

Yeah

Yeah I want them both

Not in the trenches its just my coat

We ain't the same, you not in my boat

And the Glock concealed don't worry I tote

Keeping it tucked

You know I ball like a Buck

Catch him I'm taking his stuff

She want some more

I don't talk to her

Think I'm done with her I gave her enough

Too rich, boy I feel like Amiri

Love night, cuz' I like when it eerie

Hard times, but my eyes never teary

Too high, yeah we breaking the ceiling

We at the top, I'm knocking em' over

She wanna talk, cant give her no closure

I'm bout my money, I'm bout my bills, and my hunnids'

Yeah that's all that i told her

Heart chrome, yeah, heart chrome, yeah

Heart chrome, yeah, heart chrome, yeah

Heart chrome, yeah, heart chrome, yeah

Heart chrome, yeah yeah, heart chrome, yeah

Heart chrome, but I'm clutching that steel

Semi-auto at his dome he gon' squeal

Really rich, boy I count by the mil'

You could see by the blue on my bills

My bills blue

Took her bestfriend and she got no clue

Jumpin' out the whip cuz' it got no roof

And they both so fine, yeah I want her too

Yeah

I broke her heart and I'll do it again

They don't want problems I promise we'll spin

Just cuz' you model don't mean you a ten

I'm going full throttle, I'm ready to win

I'm ready to go

We heard your story's, they say you a G.O.A.T

Don't wanna talk, yeah that's all that she wrote

We pull up swinging, get hit like a note

Just like lil Boat you get left on the concrete

I'll tell her a lot of stuff but never sorry

A lot on my chest from the diamonds that's on me

Not talking Hilfiger but keep me a Tommy

Keep me a rack

You know I count by the stack

I'ma die fore' I lack

I'ma slide with a MAC

Exterminator, kill a rat

We gone' glide in the Track

Heart chrome, but I'm clutching that steel

Semi-auto at his dome he gon' squeal

Really rich, boy I count by the mil'

You could see by the blue on my bills

My bills blue

Took her bestfriend and she got no clue

Jumpin' out the whip cuz' it got no roof

And they both so fine, yeah I want her too

Yeah