4 RAWS Lyrics – CHIP

Read the full 4 RAWS lyrics by CHIP along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Chip’s music, you can also explore PLUGGED OUT and PEST CONTROL, two other songs by Chip.

Yeah, they see me outside, I’m a stepper
They calling out, who wants the pepper?
Chatting bout clashing, don’t get a frashing
Chip, I manage that like I tell her
I want the bread and cheese, yeah, but shut up
This ain’t no penji, it’s a barretta
Chatting bout clashing, don’t get frashing
I’ll make you pass out, call me labyrinth

I’m a warlord, is it me you wanna draw for?
Take me like I got pop tunes
Until I pop you till you’re on the scoreboard

Clean with it, I got ocd
Janet, oh, don’t let me mop mcs
Lyrically, you want smoke with me?
You got four rolls, I got the ocbs
If you’re talking uk, n!gga, I’m goated
When I walk in they notice all these people
Chatting my name, it’s boring
20 years in, I’m yawning, brother
Northside, yeah, my teenager
Got you if you need flavor
This me, n!gga, I’ma owe you later
Like the podcast, I got no behavior

They see me outside, I’m a stepper
They calling out, who wants the pepper?
Chatting about clashing, I done the matting
Chip, I manage that like arteta
I want the bread and cheese, yeah, but shut up
This ain’t no penji, it’s a barrel
Chatting about clashing, don’t get a frashing
I’ll make you pass out, call me labyrinth

I’m a nice lad that’s why I did a *]
From bought grind back
Lyric book or I arrest my head my n!gga

Evil way I got a nice pad
You’re a bad man don’t give a damn fan
From year 10 I’ve been on you’re a madman
Take your phone until you stay in school
I show you other ways to make a lion bang
I’ve been murking still murking bet the
Racket stops when I serve it
Like f**k what you thought I’m a district
Boy I knew sim from when he was serving
Like all this debating I see online
About the numbers dying but the culture fine
Touch the mic and try the things besides
You better do your homework and then revise ah
Reminder letting them know
You don’t want me letting it go
N!ggas just hate
The f**k is the industry plant?
Where do you water them?
How do they grow?
Turn a mc to a strain
Yeah, like one, right one
I’m a grandkid, rule mike one
I went to pool, did a set with a whole little g
So they love me when I pull up in the 0151
Rude boy, that’s not your flow
That’s my one
Reverb before I book one, buy one
Heed ya, you ain’t got motion
Find some, f**k off and fix your
From a young boy to a young man
Like, how you moving, man?
You ain’t young, fam
You got one plaque
That’s like none, damn
I’m in the o2 smoking with young ass
I’m a scene saviour
I can’t speak to haters
I’m a north n!gga
Still speak to taylor
Do me a favour
Do me no favours
Help bust these n!ggas
They owe me the favours
I’m an innovator
You’re an inner hater
I’ma hit this beat
Until I need the haters
I’m a nice massage
I’ma see you later babe