[Lyric] Hang Me from my Chain (CDG)

[Intro: Celly en Noir]
You already know what the fuck goin' on
BGBT shit
Big hell-raisin' shit
Big trifecta shit
Bitch
Shouts to all my niggas from the lowdown

[Verse 1: Celly En Noir]
Flash out hot shit
Two-tone chop shit
Buckshot pop, but he hit like dropkick
Damn, that Wah Kit got me nausea
Green mean go, but the red don't stop shit
Mosh pit, mosh pit, on my rock shit
Perky ease the pain
Niggas really bitches give a fuck 'bout what you bank

[Chorus: Celly En Noir]
Can't get this jewelry off, now you gon' have to hang me from my chain
I be talkin' to my block, I'm worried I might be insane
When my choppa cut I separate a nigga from his brain
I don't give a fuck, I'm down to change a nigga for some cha-
(Get off my dick)
I'm really lit (I'm really lit)
Eliantte diamonds shinin' on my neck and on my wrist
(Neck and on my wrist)
Fuck a helmеt I'm gon' hop up on the field and I'ma blitz (I'ma Blitz)
And I'm always tryna hit, so if you clip you betta not miss
(Bеtta no miss)
No computer just a MAC-11, coolin' off the kick (Coolin' off the kick)
I don't never trust a hoe, treat these bitches like my kicks
(Bitches like my kicks)
I ain't tying up for shit
If you see me and I'm broke, then I ain't dying for a brick
On my momma and my bro, I ain't dyin' till I'm rich
[Verse 2: Coleman Grehawick]
I don't really give a fuck about no bitch
I been runnin' up a bag, yeah, I'm tryin' to get rich
I was down bad a week ago, now you can't tell me shit
And, lil' shawty wanna date me, but I gotta hit and quit

Hop in the whip, I'ma hit 150, zoomin' down the interstate
That means I'm ahead of everybody, all you bitches late
I'ma buy a 'rari, got speed away from all this hate (Two)
I left that bitch in the past, now I'm rockin' all these damn diamonds on me, you gon' have to hang me from my chain
I was drivin' in the rain, 'cause I was 'bout to go insane
All the problems that you caused me really took apart my brain
But I don't care about that shit no more, I'm drownin' on my pain

[Bridge: Coleman Grehawick]
Drowin' a bottle of vodka, I'm getting lit
Got a bad bitch and she doin' the splits
When I get rich I'ma stay at the ritz
And I'm shootin' my shot I ain't never gon' miss
Like go
Bitch don't act like you know me
Can't fall in love, gotta stay with my homies
You say you're loyal, but you gotta show me
I'm winnin', I'm winnin' gotta get to the trophy

[Chorus: Celly En Noir]
Can't get this jewelry off, now you gon' have to hang me from my chain
I be talkin' to my block, I'm worried I might be insane
When my choppa cut I separate a nigga from his brain
I don't give a fuck, I'm down to change a nigga for some cha-
(Get off my dick)
I'm really lit (I'm really lit)
Eliantte diamonds shinin' on my neck and on my wrist
(Neck and on my wrist)
Fuck a helmet I'm gon' hop up on the field and I'ma blitz (I'ma Blitz)
And I'm always tryna hit, so if you clip you betta not miss
(Betta no miss)
No computer just a mac 11, coolin' off the kick (Coolin' off the kick)
I don't never trust a hoe, treat these bitches like my kicks
(Bitches like my kicks)
I ain't tying up for shit
If you see me and I'm broke, then I ain't dying for a brick
On my momma and my bro, I ain't dyin' till I'm rich
[Outro]
Hey man, I'm super fucked up man
What's good man, you the best rapper ever, man