Brand new people
Brand new money
Brand new issues in my head
I got ten ten ten tendencies that make me spend
I got racks in the bank that I'll never touch again
Know if you cross me over boi we'll never make amends
Ferragamo
Shit went windy in my city like Chicago
She been tweaking off the bag, off the blanco
Don't let know bitches come between me and hermanos
She telling me the shit not even her mom knows
They told me to roll, yea to roll the dice
But if I get it wrong they don't know the price
When I'm talking bizz we ain't talking nice
Can't look back anymore at what I sacrificed
The world is spinning the way that I want it you know that I got it on lock
The DMs are flooded of people that begging to me that they need me to drop
Cddicted to music and the shit that come with it, I feel like it's all that I got
But I feel like it's slipping away
Cnd that feelings never gonna stop
Feel the ticking on the clock
Got too much it's been a lot
I've been stacking up the pots
I've been stacking up to drop
Can't remember when I lost
Been too long since I've been dropped
For somebody like you, you talk a lot
Brand new people
Brand new money
Brand new issues in my head
I got ten ten ten tendencies that make me spend
I got racks in the bank that I'll never touch again
Know if you cross me over boi we'll never make amends
Ferragamo
Shit went windy in my city like Chicago
She been tweaking off the bag, off the blanco
Don't let know bitches come between me and hermanos
She telling me the shit not even her mom knows
Chini - Tendencies Lyrics
Chini - Tendencies Lyrics
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Brand new people
Brand new money
Brand new issues in my head
I got ten ten ten tendencies that make me spend
I got racks in the bank that I'll never touch again
Know if you cross me over boi we'll never make amends
Ferragamo
Shit went windy in my city like Chicago
She been tweaking off the bag, off the blanco
Don't let know bitches come between me and hermanos
She telling me the shit not even her mom knows
They told me to roll, yea to roll the dice
But if I get it wrong they don't know the price
When I'm talking bizz we ain't talking nice
Can't look back anymore at what I sacrificed
The world is spinning the way that I want it you know that I got it on lock
The DMs are flooded of people that begging to me that they need me to drop
Cddicted to music and the shit that come with it, I feel like it's all that I got
But I feel like it's slipping away
Cnd that feelings never gonna stop
Feel the ticking on the clock
Got too much it's been a lot
I've been stacking up the pots
I've been stacking up to drop
Can't remember when I lost
Been too long since I've been dropped
For somebody like you, you talk a lot
Brand new people
Brand new money
Brand new issues in my head
I got ten ten ten tendencies that make me spend
I got racks in the bank that I'll never touch again
Know if you cross me over boi we'll never make amends
Ferragamo
Shit went windy in my city like Chicago
She been tweaking off the bag, off the blanco
Don't let know bitches come between me and hermanos
She telling me the shit not even her mom knows
Brand new money
Brand new issues in my head
I got ten ten ten tendencies that make me spend
I got racks in the bank that I'll never touch again
Know if you cross me over boi we'll never make amends
Ferragamo
Shit went windy in my city like Chicago
She been tweaking off the bag, off the blanco
Don't let know bitches come between me and hermanos
She telling me the shit not even her mom knows
They told me to roll, yea to roll the dice
But if I get it wrong they don't know the price
When I'm talking bizz we ain't talking nice
Can't look back anymore at what I sacrificed
The world is spinning the way that I want it you know that I got it on lock
The DMs are flooded of people that begging to me that they need me to drop
Cddicted to music and the shit that come with it, I feel like it's all that I got
But I feel like it's slipping away
Cnd that feelings never gonna stop
Feel the ticking on the clock
Got too much it's been a lot
I've been stacking up the pots
I've been stacking up to drop
Can't remember when I lost
Been too long since I've been dropped
For somebody like you, you talk a lot
Brand new people
Brand new money
Brand new issues in my head
I got ten ten ten tendencies that make me spend
I got racks in the bank that I'll never touch again
Know if you cross me over boi we'll never make amends
Ferragamo
Shit went windy in my city like Chicago
She been tweaking off the bag, off the blanco
Don't let know bitches come between me and hermanos
She telling me the shit not even her mom knows
Writer: AARYAN CHINAI, GEORGY YARTZEV
Copyright: Lyrics © Missing Link Music
Copyright: Lyrics © Missing Link Music