Pepto Bismol - CHIP

Ay' yo Parks

I ain’t eaten yet

I wanna feel hungry when I touch mic

Get me, Yo

Grab the pen and start here

Like you don’t wanna start here

Heaven-sent, hella bars here

North side, yeah the boy really from the ends

Been snake, got wounds in my back from last year

And the year before, back up in the game, I’ve been here before

So now it’s air when I hear the talk

Cuh dem man are tryna drain me, dead ting

Fuck that, I’m tryna hit a spar with a peng ting

Chess move thinking, can’t be the victim

There’s a couple rappers over here who get the links in

Shoutouts Frenchy, he brought Chinx in

Rappers dying in the wrong cities got me thinking

No love in the hood but it’s back to wearing trackies

Back to wearing Kappa, that’s back to back magic

Gassed youts listening to gassed rappers gassing

Just relate to him or fuck off, he ain’t better rapping

Bare man are preeing Chippy, it’s dead

I’ve still got bites on my hands from couple niggas I fed

This that going off the rails flow

Next time I’m putting crack under my nails, bro, fuck off, go to hell, bro

I’ve got this on my lonesomes

Need a flow?

I can loan one

Boy, I only loan out old ones

Still got a king, I own one, Game of Thrones, son

Dargy, I ain’t Arya, I ain’t tryna turn to no one

It’s like they wan' take Chip out soon, ooh

Shit, I better pull a hit out soon, ooh

YouTube with Jerome and Starv too

Chip, you’ve got another diss out, rarse, who?

Sneak diss?

Mh-mh, No sly shit

Opportunists, I hear that, man try shit

I’ll mutate, haffi X-Men with this rhyme shit

Storm with the pen, I come through and change the climate

Mind out the mud now, watch how I clean up

Worth what I made, I feel proud to be clean, cuz

Why stick to one sound?

Spread your appeal, nuh

Clean every day, me wake up, still a wheel up

Meds’ing in cans, just, praying for my brother in the can

Fuck pen, I’m getting closer to my pad

I’ve got everybody asking «Luigi, what’s Mario done?»

I don’t even wanna say, blud, it’s mad

Entertainment?

Nah, this is real life, yes

Fuck the internet, blud, I’ve got real life stress

I be tryna help my fam through some real life mess

Being smart kinda took me through some real life tests

Like my darg said «sample this new cheddar»

I said «darg, trap today, not forever»

«Do you think outside that box you shot ever?»

Man can’t box me in, I box clever

Stress in any aspect, I don’t need it

Press F5 on them hoes, refresh

Old ting tryna claim man, idiot

I beat it but Billie Jean-ed it, I didn’t mean it

Hit by a smooth criminal, yeah, I’m that dude

Me, fight for which gyal?

I ain’t that dude

Fuck off out my life, you should be glad to

Really, if I lost you, I never had you

She like «why you always smoking ganja?»

I smoke and I smoke to forget ya, baby

Used to see it in your eyes

I can see the stars right now

I can see the stars right now

Can she see the stars right now?

Yeah, she can see the stars right now

I can see the stars right now

I can see the stars right now

Can you see the stars right now?

She can see the stars right now

I can see the stars right now

I can see the stars right now

Can she see the stars right now?

Yeah, she can see the stars right now

I can see the stars right now

I can see the stars right now

Can you see the stars right now?

She can see the stars right now