Chetta - NoFux ft. Wavy Jone$

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[Instrumental]

[Verse 1: Chetta]
Magazine drop the 9. just jammed
But the choppa won't stop (nooo)
Got my whole black [?]
Whippin in kitchen now I got my wrist on lock (woow)
Give me what you got
Taking what I need, who are you to trying stop me?
[?] when I breathe
Xanax for the needs [?] when I'm thirsty
Cup muddy never sip clean,
Neighbourhoods love me like [?] in the 50s
Switch schemes and I can still get it
Switch sides, never that they ain't real with it
Authentic my ways, no need to prove shit
Got money for days I'm still countin'
Speaking on my name they talkin' down to me
No recognition, no fucks given

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2: Wavy Jone$]
[?]
I can never trust a bitch I ain't cappin no hoe
All black ski mask, slit wrist, fools gold
Feel like god in the flesh I'm the next to the throne
Bitch I do what I want but I fuck cops
Blood red, drop top, fuck a opp
Fuck your boss, suck my dick, fuck your job
Fuck your name, fuck your clique, fuck your mom
Flexin' [?]
Mo money, mo cash, mo digits on me
Mo pussy more ass more bitches on me
They know I got the pack but they can't get it off me
They say I [?] crown but [?]
They only wanna see me down and leave me dead and lonely
I got the devil on my shoulder need to [?] homie

[Instrumental]