Pertinence - Blue Chips Lyrics

Blue chips
Stacking up high til' the roof hit
Slide through back I'm the guy with the new hit
Feeling like myself on a high with a new bitch

I made of habit of loving on shawty
The way that she feel me, her hands on my body
The feeling of progress
Is one we don't got
Made a lot of the profit
And now she want on it

Blue chips
Stacking up high til' the roof hit
Slide through back I'm the guy with the new hit
Feeling like myself on a high with a new bitch
Blue chips
Stacking up high til' the roof hit
Slide through back I'm the guy with the new hit
Feeling like myself on a high with a new bitch

I'm on a high but it's up to the higher ups
Light em up, fire em
Fill up the styrofoam
Pile em up
Bodies on top of the xylophone
I make some music
Head back to the Capricorn
A Little a bit I be pimping all of my enemies
Bruh you gotta be kidding
Somebody pass me the Hennessy
I see pass what you pretend to be
Heavily set ahead a bit
I'd Rather go sell records
But I guess they want me celibate
I could switch the flow
Like we back in the dojo
Punch through the board
With the boys in a 4 door
So slow rolling up dope
In the roto
I'm so close
Too what I always hope for

Blue chips
Stacking up high til' the roof hit
Slide through back I'm the guy with the new hit
Feeling like myself on a high with a new bitch
Blue chips
Stacking up high til' the roof hit
Slide through back I'm the guy with the new hit
Feeling like myself on a high with a new bitch

I made of habit of loving on shawty
The way that she feel me, her hands on my body
The feeling of progress
Is one we don't got
Made a lot of the profit
And now she want on it

Blue chips
Stacking up high til' the roof hit
Slide through back I'm the guy with the new hit
Feeling like myself on a high with a new bitch

Flock to the store
In crocks we finna pop off
Fiddled with the game
Like pop we got the lock off
And now we on top
Just watch we finna blow up
The feeling in my heart
Like god I gotta go off
To try and play my part
Is hard
But imma go on
To push against the grain
No stopping back where I'm from
Onto better things I outta
Get my stuff on
The foot Up
To put on the gas
And the coolant
Blue chips
I got the mind of a Buddhist
Tied to myself they be calling
I'm like who dis
Putting down the phone
Imma go tag a new bitch
Foolish
Stop tryna hang with the cool kids
Realized I'm the one
So I'm done tryna prove shit
Living in the pocket
Yea I think I found my groove bitch

Thinking of falling
She crying her heart Out
She think I'm gonna listen
I'm done being soft dawg
I'm done with comparisons
Them dudes my shadow
They mirror my image
They all being shallow
They know what they're doing
It's shameless abusing
They filling the void
Cause they all suck at music
Just keep it 100 don't speak
On my movement
Don't ever try me and I will never shoot ya

These possums
Like Austin
They power impossible
Sit in the quarantine
Making my capital
Stack it up rake it up
Feel like you fake enough?
I got some homies that leaching
They flaking Off
Pick em up give em all
Lessons to get involved
I can not hate
Or hold grudges
They f*cking up
Everything I know
My destiny holds enough
Why don't you tell us all
How you gone make it dawg?

Blue chips
Stacking up high til' the roof hit
Slide through back I'm the guy with new hit
Feeling like myself on a high with a new bitch
Blue chips
Stacking up high til' the roof hit
Slide through back I'm the guy with new hit
Feeling like myself on a high with a new bitch

I made of habit of loving on shawty
The way that she feel me, her hands on my body
The feeling of progress
Is one we don't got
Made a lot of the profit
And now she want on it