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Abillidames - Food Chain Lyrics

Food Chain LyricsHuh!
Huh, huh, huh, huh!
MAC! Stupid!

I’m on my bully like I ride dogs!
We riding dirty down yo’ avenue..
New coat, a skully, and some tied jogs
My bitch didn’t love me, she still think I’m cute

He said he sorry, that’s not my prob!
He’d be right here if he knew what to do
I ain’t no dummy peep a side job!
Bet shit ain’t going ‘less it’s on my cue

I ain’t going for shit! That’s on my mama..
Pull up blowers, and sticks if they want drama!
Ain’t falling out ‘bout no bitch.. hit ‘bout a comma’
Watch how this ho’ nigga switch, turn your alarm on

Sad lil stupid bitch can’t even get close to me..
We talking FOOD CHAIN, right where you s‘posed to be
Next yo’ TV screen yo’ homegirls toast to me
Get bread like Raising Canes, that’s what he chose for me

I been looking passed the likes, I want the views
Soon as niggas grab the mic they on they shoes
Already a green I’m on this hike here for the blues
Like I was given an ultimatum I had to choose

[Abillidames: ]

I can’t go for anything..
Bitch you know that my name Dames
Hit yo’ shirt up leave some stains
In yo’ face like Major Payne!

You can’t be around me if you ain’t no stepper..
Yeah nigga, if you a lame..
Told lil baby that I want; YOU, YOU, and YOU

And she came with the gang, YUP!
I can’t change up
Feeling like Meek Milly.. bitch you got me flamed up! Yuh!
Ain’t no type of way I can go for anything bruh
Got it out the bottom ain’t nobody come and save us
Mama had to raise us!

Daddy outside getting money, nigga he a hustla’
If you talking ‘bout the trenches nigga imma product
Rock straps like designer at the Texaco I’m ironed up!
Whatever them folks say it won’t define us

Sad lil stupid bitch can’t even get close to me..
We talking FOOD CHAIN, right where you s‘posed to be
Next yo’ TV screen yo’ homegirls toast to me
Get bread like Raising Canes, that’s what he chose for me

I been looking passed the likes, I want the views
Soon as niggas grab the mic they on they shoes
Already a green I’m on this hike here for the blues
Like I was given an ultimatum I had to choose