Chain Music Songtext / Lyric

DMV up, roll up and kick my feet up

This shit was for a ticket

Men I call that shit that free launch

Tell her how to speed up

She slow and she can't keep up

We know we always out

But somehow they would never see us

Gold chain, hoe's change, I didn't

They say carries Is up your vision

But somehow it made them listen

No this ain't silver, this is my dilemma

Arrogant when I finish

I came from humble beginnings

Thought was nothing to finish

I put my hundred percent in

I put my pot in the paper

And modify your opinion

I tried to give 'em light in a message

But you ever have some bitches p.M.S.Ing

She said I'm charming and I meant it

But she was talking about my pendant

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

Now she attentive, I bet she listen to everything

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday



Now them broads gon' follow

(Chain so big, can't pop my collar)

Silly bitches gon' follow

(Chain so big, can't pop my collar)

Straight geechi on 'em

You talking greasy

Best believe they gon' see it, darling

Geechi on 'em

Straight geechi on 'em

You talking greesy that's... go see em done it

Geechi on 'em

Straight geechi on 'em



Let's keep it gee nobody see you when you being humble



Now them broads gon' follow

(Chain so big, can't pop my collar)

Silly bitches gon' follow

(Chain so big, can't pop my collar)

Straight geechi on 'em

You talking greasy

Best believe they gon' see it, darling

Geechi on 'em

Straight geechi on 'em

You talking greesy that's... go see em done it



Geechi on 'em



Straight geechi on 'em

Let's keep it gee nobody see you when you being humble



Look, she so stingy with vagina

But why it open when them niggas get to shining?

I was hoping you would notice where my mind at

Put money in the book, I bet these bitches wouldn't find it

Look, okay this chain music, fuck how them lame's do it

You change to it, your brain's been wasting those fluids

I been dope, cold nigga for sure

But where I'm from there ain't no love for no broke nigga

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Pray to whoever got on the biggest of crucifix

L- lord forgive us, personality flash

And my license is suspended, so I hide it

I don't spend it, did I get y'all attention?

She can't escape the chain, shoutout to?

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Spitting something real, let the people know, and still love it

Shady flow: johnny cage, chain flow: johnny dame

Been balling, six bottles, talk with such expensive slang

I got geechi on 'em, now they notice a nigga

So who done really change? It ain't boasting

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

And now these geechi mother fuckers all know my name

Geechi on her, came back: a million chains