Chaos Lyrics – Big Sean, Hit-Boy

Chaos Lyrics by Big Sean, Hit-Boy is the latest English song from “What You Expect”. The lyrics were written by Big Sean, Hit-Boy while the song is produced by Hit-Boy.

Chaos Lyrics

“Chaos” Track Info:

Song Chaos Lyrics
Album What You Expect
Singer Big Sean, Hit-Boy
Producer Hit-Boy
Lyrics Big Sean, Hit-Boy

Chaos Lyrics

Yeah (Woah, woah)
Make you a million and make you a hunnid’ more
Boy, for real, boy

Starin’ at fate
I’m in the league and I’m breakin’ a way (Way)
She want me now but I’m makin’ her wait (Wait)
I’m at the table, a thousand a plate
How you gon’ tell me this isn’t a date?
I’m down the street from the Denzel estate (Swerve)
Right ’round the corner from Babyface
Now my dog babyfaced, around me no baby face

I don’t give a fuck about playin’ it safe
Surveillance, the way that they runnin’ my tapes
Got hoes in a craze like the old B2K (Oh)
Okay, I swear, never, I’ll touch down on brakes (Yeah)
B in this bitch, it’s an instant splapper, an instant plaque, a system crashed
I pitched it black and reached the max
And anything less, I can’t live without (Yeah)
Hunger for more and I still got the cravin’
What you know ’bout when the walls get to cave in? (Huh?)
What you know ’bout stayin’ solid and patient and workin’ out kinks before kinks work they way in
Don’t even believe what you say when you say it
More focused on makin’ it, been makin’ statements (Statements)
Everybody ’round me elevated, yeah, I’m guessin’ the vibe is contagious (Let’s go)

Starin’ at fate
I’m in the league and I’m breakin’ a way (Way)
If you not workin’, you takin’ up space
I’m at the table, a thousand a plate
How you gon’ tell me this isn’t a date? (Swerve)
I’m down the street from the Denzel estate (Swerve)
Right ’round the corner from Babyface
Now my dog babyfaced, around me (Swerve)

Hol’ up
Take this shit where I wanna go (Shit where I wanna go)
Make you a million and make you a hunnid’ more (Hunnid’, I pray)
They prayin’ I stop, ’cause that’s what they need the most (For real)
Big Cuban link ’round my neck, [?] (Big Cuban link ’round my neck [?])
I fell asleep at the top, why they sleepin’ on me? (Sleep)
In the mirror where I see my only friend and opponent (I see it)
Can’t run up on us, it’s too much confetti on us (No way)
I know, money ain’t everything, fuck it, we still want it, bitch (Bitch)

I’m one of one, ho, it ain’t no rerockin’ (Hey)
I said what I said and I’m standin’ on top of it (Hey)
Gas up my bitch just to boost her confidence
She throwin’ fits at me, just like my closet (Rich)
I never got rich cuttin’ someone else pockets (On God)
Addicted to c-notes, I went up and acted
Strategically movin’, the win only options
Bitch, I ain’t forcin’, the holiday season, I’m covered in ornaments
This ain’t a tour, this a tournament (Woah)
If I was stuck in a room with your shit on repeat, then that shit would be torturous
Straight from the source of it
Found God and I’m sourcin’ it (Mm)
Whatever it takes to have more of it (Yeah)
It’s mine ’til I’m bored with it, bitch (Bitch)

Take this shit where I wanna go (Straight up)
Make you a million and make you a hunnid/hundred more (Brrr)
They prayin’ I stop, ’cause that’s what they need the most (I know)
Big Cuban link ’round my neck on C-3PO (Big Cuban link ’round my neck on C-3PO)
I fell asleep at the top, why they sleepin’ on me? (God)
In the mirror where I see my only friend and opponent (For real)
Can’t run up on us, it’s too much confetti on us (Confetti)
I know, money ain’t everything, fuck it, we still want it, bitch

Woo
Yeah, fuckin’ respect, bitch (Still want it)
What up dog, Hit? (Still want it)
Ayy, tell ’em quit playin’ with my fuckin’ name too, for real
I had to one up that score, you know?
That Don Life shit
Carry on, yeah
For real

Chaos” Music Video