Chances

[Intro]

(Blanco) Uh

I gave 'em chance after chance

For real

[Chorus]

I gave 'em chance after chance (Chance)

Whole lotta bands in my pants (Racks)

Eliot diamonds gon' dance (Shine)

No, I don't need no advance (No)

Jumped off the porch and I turned to a man

Shoutout to Thugger, he bought me some land

He mad at me 'cause his bitch is a fan

They sleep on me like they on Xans

Came from the trap, I got nominated

When I walk in the spot, they accommodated

I had to stay down and they know how long I waited

Now my car's foreign and my house is gated

I never pick and choose, that's when them bitches do

Girl it's gon' take a whole lot to get rid of you

We don't be lovin' these bitches, we switch-a-roo

[?] through lanes and I'm in that new Bentley coupe

[Verse]

She said she like how I do it

I told her, "Shh, it ain't nothin' to it"

This ain't no tug of war, but I got pull

Already ate on these niggas, I'm full

She tryna go with me tourin'

Blowin' they mortgage, smoked a whole forest

Travelin' all round the globe like a tourist

Rememberin' times when I couldn't afford it

I gave 'em chance after chance

Had to cut 'em off, they fucked up the plans

Made Biscotti, probably need my own strand

If you get caught stealin', cut off your hand

I got some neck on a jet

Bitches be doin like I say so

Plus I could put your lil' bitch on a payroll

Go get the money, I don't gotta lay low (Go get the money, yeah)

If it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck (Stuck)

Playin' with me is like playin' with a bomb

Boy, you finna run out of luck (Boom)

I can get him hit for a little ol' nothin'

My shooters all by the book (Pew, pew)

I'm droppin' my nuts, nigga, you know what's up

You can see in my eyes that I don't give a fuck (Don't give a fuck)

[Chorus]

I gave 'em chance after chance (Chance)

Whole lotta bands in my pants (Racks)

Eliot diamonds gon' dance (Shine)

No, I don't need no advance (No)

Jumped off the porch and I turned to a man

Shoutout to Thugger, he bought me some land

He mad at me 'cause his bitch is a fan

They sleep on me like they on Xans

Came from the trap, I got nominated

When I walk in the spot, they accommodated

I had to stay down and they know how long I waited

Now my car's foreign and my house is gated

I never pick and choose, that's when them bitches do

Girl it's gon' take a whole lot to get rid of you

We don't be lovin' these bitches, we switch-a-roo

[?] through lanes and I'm in that new Bentley coupe