Chippi Chippi Songtext

I’m a carnivore, girl I eat you, then you finished
All these niggas slow, Sheck Wes get busy
Call David and Bizzy and complain about the chicken
You travel for vacay, I travel for business (bitch)
I got my lil bay-bay, but I got plenty women (bitch)
I ain’t a born sinner
Hell to paradise like my nigga Franck Sinner
Never used to eat, I was eatin’ sleep for dinner
If I wanna eat, I was gettin’ lust for dinner
(I was gettin’ lusty lustgang lustboys, bitch)
Niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
Niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
Get high like Alibaba, Chippi Chippi
Wigglehot, Aliba, do the Chippi Chippi
Big blunts of fuckin’ dope, out in Mississippi
I was smokin’ big blunts out in Mississippi
I was smokin’ big blunts, you know it stay with me
Uh, damn, I ain’t got the grippy
G2 with me, know that G2 keep the grippy
This nigga said how young Sheck Wes gon' rip me I thought we was cool, man, fuck you and your family
Uh, damn, shoot a nigga in his kidney, woah
Got a bad bitch, uh, she’s a fuckin’ 10
Ooh, yeah, she’s a fuckin’ 10
Young Sheck Wes got racks, man, I got fuckin’ plenty
Wigglehot, Aliba, Chippi Chippi
Big blunts of fuckin’ gas, out in Mississippi
I was smokin’ big gas out in Mississippi
Extend that beat, do it for me

Yeah, bitch, bitch, yeah
Bitch, Chippi Chippi
Yeah, you ain’t fuckin’ with me
Uh, yeah, yeah, Chippi Chippi
Uh, yeah, Chippi Chippi

Wigglehot, Aliba, do the Chippi Chippi
Big blunts of fuckin’ dope, got me trippin’, trippin’
Talk hot, send shots, everybody dippin’
Heart cold, Dippin’ Dots, they get frizzy, frizzy
I was up in Nike, put that on Kenji
Played at Crack is Wack, rest in peace to Whitney Houston
All my shit slap like fuckin’ Whitney Houston
Sheck mean teacher, all these bitch ass niggas students
I get high like Aliba, then I Chippi Chippi
These fuck niggas ain’t really fuckin’ with me
Uh, at all, keep the grippy grippy
Nigga fuckin’ try me, he gon’ get clippy clippy
Get high like Alibaba, Chippi Chippi
Smokin’ big blunts, in Paris, in London
Japan, Hong Kong, Senegal, New York
Texas, everywhere, trippy trippy, uh

We go high, Aliba, do the Chippi Chippi
Big blunts of fuckin’ gas, out in Mississippi
Niggas ain’t talk in’ [?], Chippi Chippi
Chippi Chippi
Chippi Chippi
Bitch