Got Dat Fye

Bitch don't lie, I got that fucking fye Bitch don't lie, I got that fucking fye Bitch don't lie, I got that fucking fye Bitch don't lie, I got that fucking fye Bitch don't lie, I got that fucking fye I know why, I be attracting dimes I'm too fly, them other niggas flies Attached too shit, meanwhile I get them nines No past, just present, cuz me, I'm bout my time Yo ass a peasant, you can't compare to mine My soul, a gem, yo soul be filled with cries A hoe, damaged, but me, my soul just shines A heart of gold, you never harming mine I go, & grow, to better up my life I know, to go, when shit ain't looking right I go & flow & go fly high at night Bitch don't lie, I got that fucking fye Bitch don't lie, I got that fucking fye Bitch don't lie, I got that fucking fye Bitch don't lie, I got that fucking fye I know I be flowing I know I be growing Ain't got time for bitches that don't even know shit My aura is glowing My soul be so golden These hoes lie for they image instead of going to fix shit Ya bitches be trippen I'm standing on business I'm speaking the truth, don't need no fuckin witness Ya hoes life's non fiction I'm speaking like Vincent But I go by Chente, you fuckers don't get this Had enough time to listen These bitches don't got wisdom I ain't wasting no time, bitch I got my fuckin vision I ain't give a fuck about, any other fucking shit Bitch I'm worried about my clique Ain't worried about no bitch Who the fuck you think it is Bitch it's young Chente, trick Im just doing my own shit Repping for the frozen clique Hating hoes can suck my dick Hating foes can catch my fist & I'm fucking laughing bitch Ignorance is fucking bliss What you know? Fucking hoe Fuck a double double tho I just need a four by four So I can eat up out the store Bitch I'm trynna fuck, till I cannot even go I'm just trynna catch my nut, kick ya up straight out the door