Letras: Chip the Ripper. Feel Good.

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Slab E-N-T Boyyy
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Chip the Rip
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[verse 1]
bitch i feel good don't i look stupendous
my shine is so endless and shit too good to end this
even when i'm dead niggas still gon' bump that chip shit
coke white escalade on 6s for you dipshits
so we won't forget this midwest niggas be the coldest
cleveland is the city where it's hustle or you hopeless
and my closet like a store bitch
only difference is you ain't gon' find this in no store bitch
i'm fresher than your whole click
g shock over dc grindin everytime you see me that louis vuitton complete me
now r.i.p. to ant while i'm out here stuntin with keke
i be ridin super tint i'm a ghost you never see me
cuz i'm up above, i'm in the clouds, i'm rollin up, i'm lookin down
chip in the house yall stop ya breathin i'm a superhero like hancock in cleveland

[chorus]
hell yea that nigga shine all the time but look at him you can tell he from the hood
bitch i feel good
hold up roll up we can smoke 4 blunts and i'm feelin like i should

bitch i feel good
nigga where the liquor where the cups where the ladies where the sluts i'm drunk what
bitch i feel good
and i'ma stay a fresh fly nigga doin everything you would if you could
bitch i feel good

[verse 2]
dont i look tremendous damn i feel so splendid i walk up in yo shindig
higher than the o zone damn i can flow home
just call me when you want some
i'm out here by my lonesome
pack a bape jacket for the winter polo v-neck for the summer
i'm a young hood boss, i do what i wanna
if you tryna fuck wit me then you better have some commas
i be wit them OGs i'm probably stuntin wit yo fathaaa
problem is you don't want it nada my niggas got hella choppas you gonna need hella doctaaas
and i rep my city proper probably catch me rockin prada hoppin off a helicoptaaa
in the skizigh cudi hand me the shizift nigga we gettin hizigh
uhh lookin for izigh yea here i go
the nigga who get you income tax every show

[chorus]