Chuuwee – West Francia lyrics

Life, blunts, stunts..

Verse 1
Yo, I'm finna buy a ruger, gatsby
My new name is Chuuwbert
Who's hurt, it can't be
Chuuwee is a shooter
Maneuver swiftly without a trace, fuck whatchu heard
Bitch I feel like a tudors, royal, be cooler
Bitch, I feel like a tutor, teaching you to be smoother than most
Soon as they knew we approach, they got humid
Chucklin at niggas onstage, they rappin humor
Weak niggas is straight blood clot, via the tumor
We break beats, niggas jaws and they computers
We survive hypes since back when they was rockin crew shirts
And every nigga with a skateboard was terry kennedy
But I was rob dyrdek, nigga I really do work
Move over, bitch ass niggas sit on the shoulder with your chauffeur
And overdose on sulfur, die nigga
Your toxicity is making me sober, I just got the controller
Motherfucker game over, over, over

Chorus
This shit is over, finished homie get sober
Your women homie, we own em im finna take this shit global
Im glowin like a shimmer, peep how a brother glimmer
Soon as a nigga enter, I seen they ankles tremor
Move over, weak ass niggas sit on the shoulder with your chauffeur
And overdose on sulfur, die nigga
Your toxicity is making me sober, I just got the controller
Motherfucker game over, over, over

Verse 2
I'm finna buy a castle in venice, these labels throwin me loops like a lasso
Quit it, this nigga flyer than quidditch
Ima asshole nigga, when it come to my digits
Pathfinder, picture this brother rollin for a minute
On the freeway, mobbin through Cali in every PJ
Splittin this paper three-way
Money back like a rebate
Paper look like a sweepstakes
Transactions from a briefcase
Nigga sweet as a cheesecake
Had to melt him like cheese steak
Half of the shit that he say, the lyrics is a gimmick
Oh, minus my camp, my spits, cause im legitimate
Catch me packin bundles of dosier, im really with this shit
Had to lay low, niggas was plottin for a minute but its over
Bitch ass niggas sit on the shoulder with your chauffeur
And overdose on sulfur, die nigga
Your toxicity is making me sober, I just got the controller
Motherfucker game over, over, over

Chorus
This shit is over, finished homie get sober
Your women homie, we own em im finna take this shit global
Im glowin like a shimmer, peep how a brother glimmer
Soon as a nigga intern, I seen they ankles tremmor
Move over, weak ass niggas sit on the shoulder with your chauffeur
And overdose on sulfur, die nigga
Your toxicity is making me sober, I just got the controller
Motherfucker game over, over, over