Chin Check Lyrics

[Intro - Acid Souljah]
These rappers down bad, they make fools out of themselves
Why you DM'ing my bro asking me to text you back?
That shit hella wack, I don't wanna make a song
You in a dickriding ass collective, on God
You're making trap metal in 2023
Bitch, kill yourself, that could never be me
Don't worry about what the f*ck he be doin'
It's DJ Smokey!
Don't look the shadow people directly in the eyes
Call the fire department, we just nuked the building
[Chorus - Bruhmanegod]
I feel so alive in this shit, yeah
Chin check a muhf*cka ridin' on my dick, yеah
You ain't even got no hits, yeah
Givе your mom a hug, she already got a [?], yeah
Holy shit
Make the f*cking sacrifice
Bitch I don't even smoke and I'm still higher than a satellite
Alive
While you still humiliate yourself on live (on live)
On live (on live)

[Verse - Christ Dillinger]
Turn on the stove and hand me the scale
Whatever you need, we got it for sale
Sha-sha-shadow
I [push?] that Camaro like a flying car
Rappers asking for favors like I'm an A&R
Whatever she need I'ma get it for her
Mink drag on the floor when I'm wearin' that fur
I'm driving that boy around like a chauffeur
Your bitch come to my house and we start doing [?]
So much rocks on my wrist that be lookin' absurd
Hate Supreme, got that new YoungBoy shirt
We got more guns than Skirt McGirt
Money long as f*ck, just off speaking words
Triple stack an E, move like Fred Flintstone
My bitch a hoe, she put in work Shadow Rich Gang just took your soul and you'll never get it back
I got p*ssy stains on all my black shirts
Reaching for my chain, end up in the dirt
[Chorus - Bruhmanegod]
I feel so alive in this shit, yeah
Chin check a muhf*cka ridin' on my dick, yeah
You ain't even got no hits, yeah
Give your mom a hug, she already got a [?], yeah
Holy shit
Make the f*cking sacrifice
Bitch I don't even smoke and I'm still higher than a satellite
Alive
While you still humiliate yourself on live (on live)
On live (on live)

[Verse - Acid Souljah]
These rappers down bad, they make fools out of themselves
Why you DM'ing my bro asking me to text you back?
That shit hella wack, I don't wanna make a song
You in a dickriding ass collective, on God
You're making trap metal in 2023
Bitch, kill yourself, that could never be me
I'll never make a trap metal song in my life
If I do that shit stab me like a hundred million times with a f*cking knife

[Chorus - Bruhmanegod]
I feel so alive in this shit, yeah
Chin check a muhf*cka ridin' on my dick, yeah
You ain't even got no hits, yeah
Give your mom a hug, she already got a [?], yeah
Holy shit
Make the f*cking sacrifice
Bitch I don't even smoke and I'm still higher than a satellite
Alive
While you still humiliate yourself on live (on live)
On live (on live)
[Outro]
Shadow Wizard Money Gang
[?]
Smoking is bad for your health
Especially when it's your own flesh you're smoking

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