Chetta – Death Valley

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Its no wonder all people around the world think of New orleans as a city who knows how to throw a party

….Shawty what you think…
….Shawty what you think…

I need a mill
No no tryna chill
Hoe dont catch no feels
In the field
Mobbing with steel
Woe dont wanna deal
Bitch get real
Spent a big bill
Just to crack a seal
Still i drill
On a bitch boy
Break you off a lil
Call me two clip shawty
Toting two tone fortys
Bitch its up
Now im started
I can’t fuck with you woadie
Ima peace on out
Beat your ass on live
In the east where they slide
Or the north where they hide
I got blood stains dripping
Smoking dope
Lane kiffin
Hoe dont fold
Ima zip em
Off a boat
Never slipping
Ain’t in houston
But im tipping
Old stove
Same whipping
Ole cocaine flippa
Its a forty cal ripkin
With a big 4-5
Stay lit stay high
Ima drip
Ima ride
Fuck yo click
Hope they die
Rolling piff
Smoke the sky
Choppa city till i die
On a opp like yeah
Till the streets give me mine
Bitch its up
Bitch its up
Bitch its up
Bitch its up
Bitch its up
Bitch its up
Bitch its up
Bitch its up
Bitch its up
Bitch its up
Bitch its up
Bitch its up

Aye shawty what you think
Shawty what you think aye
Shawty what you think
Shawty what you think aye
Shawty what you think
Shawty what you think aye
Shawty what you think aye

Tripping up for days
I just picked off all the plays
I pop fortys like a case
All them blips up in ya face
I was riding thru sherwood
Serving all the weight
I put bands round blue strips
Stuff em in my safe
Yeah my head on straight
Pop a pill
Ima faint
I dont feel
I dont play
Rolling dank
Issa tank
Throwing fours
Like some drank
In the field
Fuck your rank
You a lick
You a stain
Extra clip
For my pain
Pop a superman
Issa bird
Issa plane
Need a vert
Hydroplane
Bitch i skrrt
All them lanes
R.I.P. Lil boo
Till im kicking down
Heavens gate
Ima have to do you in on g.P
Ima fuck her clothes off
Bitch when you see me
Im off in the north north
Smoking out a whole p
All off in the pack ten deep
They can’t miss me
Shoot you from the leavee

Boy you just a chimney
Smoke smoke
Boy you just a chimney
Smoke smoke
Boy you just a chimney
Smoke smoke