Chain Smoking Lyrics - Gunplay

Chain smokin' in my chain. (Bang) (Aye) 

Chain smokin' in my chain. (Mang) (Aye) 

I'm chain smokin' in my chain 

(I'm smokin' man, I'm smokin' man, I'm smokin'): 

I be picking through the stickiest of greenery 

28 grams on my Cuban link 

Riding shirtless in the TransAm bumpin' Cuban links 

Cardies on my face, diamonds in my pinkie ring 

Midwest nigga from the streets to the kitchen sink 

Grape switcher sweets and a box of Middletons 

I go straight to my connect, I don't need a middle man 

A zip of blue dream and platinum cookies 

This is big dog smoke school, we don't toke with rookies 

And my jewels give you that 1989 feel 

All solid 24k from david and will 

4g out of real on my '76 Seville 

Ridin' slow through the hills 

I'm Beverly, one toke, two tokes 

Got me feeling heavenly 

Top down riding around chain smokin' 

Chain pokin' for all a y'all to see 

And my nigga Gunplay tell em bring some more weed 

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Chain smokin' in my chain. (Bang) (Aye) 

Chain smokin' in my chain. (Mang) (Aye) 

I'm chain smokin' in my chain 

(I'm smokin' man, I'm smokin' man, I'm smokin'): 

Niggas try to sound like grime lipe [?] 

Say they get high like the one in the bubblegum blue 52 

Bel Air at the fair rollin gold shoes 

Whole shoes fans fair 

Very rare you find an ounce of this shit anywhere 

Cuz you incredibly square 

Nobody trust you, you actin like the feds 

Smokin' to my head 

Cuz the one that I wanna pass the doobie to dead 

My momma and my girlfriend scared, cuz I be outside 

But don't worry baby, I know how to play it 

Watching while I'm blazin', all my jury on 

OG in the bomb space station, home basis 

From the club to the fool spot 

We all racing, we got paper 

We all make it fast as we can spend it 

Take a new hundred, roll that weed in it 

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Chain smokin' in my chain. (Bang) (Aye) 

Chain smokin' in my chain. (Mang) (Aye) 

I'm chain smokin' in my chain 

(I'm smokin' man, I'm smokin' man, I'm smokin'): 

I'm khal jokins [?], chain smokin' 

In a sem tray[?], Chevrolet, everyday chokin' 

And the paint like white cocaine 

My dog say match when I'm like "okay" 

Fresh paper, raw paper 

Trippy stick, kush or 

The color syrup maple 

All vapor 

To the crib, this bad bitch 

I'm gon' take her, then wife her, then break up 

Leather seats 

My swisher forever sweet 

Fresh off probation let's celebr-eat 

They be tardy for the party but I'm never late 

Put the fire to the tip 'til I levitate 

Four strands, loud as four bands 

Tryna hold smoke, she tryna hold hands 

This shit fire like I'm rolling up a sun 

On a back to back run 

Coughing up a lung 

Chain smokin' in my chain. (Bang) (Aye) 

Chain smokin' in my chain. (Mang) (Aye) 

I'm chain smokin' in my chain 

(I'm smokin' man, I'm smokin' man, I'm smokin')