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The untimely demise of so many hip hop's most promising artist including Pop Smoke, Nipsey Hussle, Young Dolph, Takeoff, Notorious Big, 2Pac, Stack Bundles and Chinx Drugz has left an immeasurable void that can't be filled in hiphop. Chinx's team continues to set the late rapper apart and manages to continue to release projects that are current and capture the mc's ability to cement his ability to talk to the streets. Check out the lyrics below to his latest release What You Came For off of his most recent project Cocaine Riot7 (CR7).
What You Came For
(Yay)
Shorty what you came for
I'm saying though
I'm loving all ya assets
You paid for em
She don't want no broke nigga
Ten Four
She want a boss Dogg Playa with a bankroll
Bank roll
What you came for
Shorty what you came for
What you came for
Shorty what you came for
What you came for
Shorty what you came for
What you came for
Shorty that's a ten four
Jones
Let's Go Up
(Cappo)
You gotta tell me what you came for
You gotta tell me what I need to know ya name for (Whats ya Name Hoe)
I don't hit every target that I aimed for (pop,pop,pop)
I killed bitches out in Texas like a chainsaw/ (Rrmm)
All this water in my neck like it's Poland spring/ (splash)
Put ya hands in the sky let ya rolly swing/ (opp)
Stepping on the couch like with a loaded Thang/ (jones)
This bitch a brainy act/ (stupid)
But she don't know a Thang/ oh
I swear to God she clueless like she Stacy dash/
Bad attitude with a crazy ass/
Got good credit but I could pay in cash/ (got that moolah)
You know I'm gone catch it if she make a pass/
hook
Chinx verse
Hunnit carrots in the chain get ya vision blurred
Lil drank Lil kush
Tryna sip and burn
Dip my Thang got pinched
Had to live and learn (yay)
Back Rollin now the heads on the bitches turn (sup)
Now they watch me on them corners when I turn the whip
Nigga prolly an informant he came hold his lip
Hoe wipe me down
Nigga keep ya hands on me
Erday turkey day got them yams on me (yay)
4 door sick stupid how I hit the scene
Like the late great nigga it was all a dream
You never put work up on a triple beam (nah)
Salt and pepper shakers in my limousine
Real niggas all around me we gone hold it down
Before my youngin learn to read he gone hold a pound (that's right)
If them niccas felt salty when you came up
Raise ya middle fingaz high in the air
hook
Get Your YAY Merch
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