Lyrics Harambe - Chetta

Harambe

Haven’t seen no woadie handle buisness
Like a motherfucking soulja
Gotti, alcapone, we are known when im on my zone
Gotti with a tone uh
Stone to the bone with your main bitch
Sorry she nothing but a loner, shoot em one time
In the head, boy i heard you a motherfucking donut
Sippin by the two, i am off the glue, feeling screwed
Dirty in the coupe
Who the fuck is you, let me introduce you to tool
On the cool they behaving like i give a hoo
I got four five bad married bitches at home
Feel like samases, bitch fucking leave me alone
Perfect time to me to get everytime that i am up
Roading arround all day, roading round with the chrome (woah!?)
I wanna ride, riding arround looking for you
I wanna slide, slide arround looking for you
What the fuck you gonna do, baby hol up
Where the fuck you gonna go, baby hol up
Baby how you gonna stop me, baby hol up
Baby lemme show you how im rocking, baby hol up
Woah, never switch sides, on my day ones
Homie tough i told you, take it outside like drill
In he field, semi sosa
Feeling so alone, grab the money, then put it closer
Riding round looking for you
Ammo by the two, clip big as you feeling rude
Dont get confused, we stick and move, switching moves
Change out the tune, gotti in the boof
Smoking gorilla glue by the zoo
I came a long way moving sacks at the school
Pull up witht he packs, dropping off car pools
What the fuck you want ain’t never had to prove
Moving all day, just tryna get a view (woah?!)
I wanna ride, riding arround looking for you
I wanna slide, slide arround looking for you
What the fuck you gonna do, baby hol up
Where the fuck you gonna go, baby hol up
Baby how you gonna stop me, baby hol up
Baby lemme show you how im rocking, baby hol up