Chief Aleel, Jiffy Rockets - Wassup Lyrics

Whats the password
When i slide down 59 you know i never waste my time
Skating with select because i'm all about my grind
Chief is not from Houston but they know i rap a lot
Candy paint my casket bitch im H Town till i drop
Bag it up saddle i can't be asking fugazy
Came out the suburbs not alief but i'm in the city that raised me
Throwing hell marries like peyton we doing this shit on the daily
Niggas be hating but don't let it phase tagging the city up shout out to taylor
Running it up and i save it for later
Aint about paper okay see you later
I keep it buck like the blue on paper
Aint no days off when the offers on paper
Paid off my thots i feel just like a pimp
Rest in peace Chad i can't go out no simp
Me and my chick in the skins and hits
Im in the booth representing my sins
You represent all this i an't kick

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Think its bout time i pop my shit
Chief in the booth with jif they pissed
I can tell you aint made for this shit
Cuz u never attend when shit gets tense
We been goo gettin since ten, wassup with yo money? its lookin condensed
We make hits you aint makin a dent
I was sittin side ways butttt
Now theese niggas got me too bent
I don't wanna have to but if i have to ima repent
Lets go lets go lets lets goo lets go lets lets get it

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