I’m cashin’ in my chips
I’m cashin’ in my chips
I gamble on my life, I’m cashin’ in my chips {Ay}
Got a 30 or a 40 in that f#cking clip {Ay}
Pack a punch, on the choppa {Ay{
We ain’t gon’ throwing fists {Ay}
I don’t pick out cards, yellow, red, blue, diamonds on the way, twisted fate
I gamble on my life, Im cashin’ in my chips {Ay}
Got a 30 or a 40 in that f#cking clip {Ay}
Pack a punch, on the choppa {Ay}
We ain’t gon’ throwing fists {Ay}
I don’t pick out cards, yellow, red, blue, diamonds on the way, twisted fate
Yeah, I’m getting all the bands up now
What you finna do when I f#ck your b#tch now
I’m a loose screw, but I ain’t never playing foul
Choppa with the pack a punch, shoot you down in the town
R-19 make a b#tch scream out loud
Airstrike in the clouds, shoot you down with 50 rounds
Scatter around cause all the enemies in town
Everybody dead, ain’t nobody getting saved now
I’m gambling everything, my life is like a game
Everyday feels the same, ain’t no way im gonna f#cking change
Hiding in all the pain, waiting for the next chapter page
When that b#tch hear my name
My mind’s full, yeah, its filled with rage
I gamble on my life, I’m cashin’ in my chips {Ay}
Got a 30 or a 40 in that f#cking clip {Ay}
Pack a punch, on the choppa {Ay{
We ain’t gon’ throwing fists {Ay}
I don’t pick out cards, yellow, red, blue, diamonds on the way, twisted fate
I gamble on my life, Im cashin’ in my chips {Ay}
Got a 30 or a 40 in that f#cking clip {Ay}
Pack a punch, on the choppa {Ay}
We ain’t gon’ throwing fists {Ay}
I don’t pick out cards, yellow, red, blue, diamonds on the way, twisted fate
Choppa with a machine gun, rap heavy metal
I be on my grind, pushing down straight to the pedals
Runnin’ up the checks, tryna get me a gold medal
And that sh#ts, just for fun
Shooting up the casino
I be getting cash, flexing on these hoes
Contemplating, where I should be hoe
‘Cause I don’t, know, where to go
And I hope, she don’t go
She, don’t, go
I can’t let her go, I can’t let her, go, woah
I gamble on my life, I’m cashin’ in my chips {Ay}
Got a 30 or a 40 in that f#cking clip {Ay}
Pack a punch, on the choppa {Ay{
We ain’t gon’ throwing fists {Ay}
I don’t pick out cards, yellow, red, blue, diamonds on the way, twisted fate
I gamble on my life, Im cashin’ in my chips {Ay}
Got a 30 or a 40 in that f#cking clip {Ay}
Pack a punch, on the choppa {Ay}
We ain’t gon’ throwing fists {Ay}
I don’t pick out cards, yellow, red, blue, diamonds on the way, twisted fate
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Double Calibre Lyrics – Twisted Fate
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