Chips
Azealia Banks Lyrics


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[Verse 1:]
Jammed in the bill came with the deal
This about to be another jam on the reals
You can dance if you're with it put your game on stills
But you can't can't slip it while the dance on shills
Saw your man, I should meet him and your man toss chips
Went to France on a visa, a hundred grand for the trip
When I lean I could greet him with then lamb on a strip
Little bambs with for the visa for the game and the fit
Damn little diva you're the champ, you're the shit,
You're the glam, and the glitz, you're a vamp you're a bitch
Listen up my nigga, you're a fan, you a trick
You be amp to the spits with ya man's in the whip
And I heard you're rich, heard you're "rich nigga" rich
Heard your click, had to lick
Can you stick to the bricks
And if it splits get your cran in your tips
Put your hand on your dick
Take a gander at this

[Chorus:]
High you been on my mind, you been on my eyes,
Realize this
Show me, show, show me one time
Right, and even your right the look in your eyes
I like it,
Won't you just show me one time
Uh, uh, uh

[Verse 2:]
I'm everywhere you can't go
I'm everywhere you wish you could
I'm sussed up in that Van Vogue
My weave long and my pussy good
I lift it up, and I tip it slow
That chocolate body that tootsie roll
That flirty Hershey, lawda mercy
Do it to me, don't hurt me, hurt me
Rollie polie, float your boatie
Dick it up it's so swolely swolely
Swolely swolely, he holdin' holdin'
He packin' pack and I'm throwing back
And I'm counting racks while he lick the crack
If he acting up then he gettin slapped
If I pop the trunk, then he gettin clapped
I'll pop ya rump and I'll split your back

[Chorus:]
High you been on my mind, you been on my eyes,
Realize this
Show me, show, show me one time
Right, and even your right the look in your eyes
I like it,
Won't you just show me one time
Uh, uh, uh

[Bridge:]
Can I get that
Can I get that whip
Can I take that trip
Can I get that grip
Can I split that chip where my bitch pat
Where my rich cat,
Will you keep that shit when you hit that strip
When you hit that scene, and the scene get a tan
And a six pack, where my bitch pack
Where'd you get them clothes
How you make that roll, how you make that dose
Sip it slow, sip it slow, sip it, sit back
Quit the chit chat
Before I rip that bow, when I rip your soul
When I rip that bow

[Chorus:]
High you been on my mind, you been on my eyes,
Realize this
Show me, show, show me one time
Right, and even your right the look in your eyes
I like it,




Won't you just show me one time
Uh, uh, uh

Overall Meaning

"Chips" by Azealia Banks is an upbeat and energetic track that boasts of her lavish lifestyle and her sexual prowess. The song's lyrics are a mix of subtle and explicit references to money, drugs, and sex.


The first verse of the song sees Banks bragging about her abundance of wealth and her ability to control men. She talks about throwing chips (money) with rich men and traveling to France on a visa, indicating her lavish lifestyle. She also taunts her male fans, calling them fans and tricks, claiming that she can have any man she wants.


The second verse of the song talks about her sexual prowess, and how she can control men to satisfy her. She uses explicit language to describe her desires, and brags about how she can make men go crazy for her. The lyrics suggest that she is in control of her sexuality and can have whoever she desires.


Overall, "Chips" is a song about power, wealth, and sexuality. It shows Azealia Banks in control and not afraid to express her desires.


Line by Line Meaning

Jammed in the bill came with the deal
I'm packed in with my crew at the spot we agreed to meet at


This about to be another jam on the reals
We're about to have another lit night out


You can dance if you're with it put your game on stills
If you're feeling the beat, let loose and show off your moves like you're having a photo shoot


But you can't can't slip it while the dance on shills
Don't try to be sneaky while you're partying with us


Saw your man, I should meet him and your man toss chips
I saw your boyfriend, maybe we should be introduced and toss some money around


Went to France on a visa, a hundred grand for the trip
I went to France on a work visa and blew a lot of money while I was there


When I lean I could greet him with then lamb on a strip
I could have a fancy car waiting for me when I meet my boyfriend


Little bambs with for the visa for the game and the fit
I had to buy some jewelry for my visa and to look good


Damn little diva you're the champ, you're the shit, You're the glam, and the glitz, you're a vamp you're a bitch
You're amazing, you're glamorous, and you're confident - you're truly a force to be reckoned with


Listen up my nigga, you're a fan, you a trick
Hey, I'm onto you - you're just my groupie or someone I can take advantage of


You be amp to the spits with ya man's in the whip
You're hyping up your friends while cruising around in your car


And I heard you're rich, heard you're "rich nigga" rich
I've heard rumors that you're super wealthy


Heard your click, had to lick
I heard about your social circle and had to be a part of it


Can you stick to the bricks
Can you handle going to risky areas or doing risky things with me?


And if it splits get your cran in your tips
If danger comes our way, get your gun and stay alert


Put your hand on your dick
Man up and be ready for anything


Take a gander at this
Check out what's happening around you


High you been on my mind, you been on my eyes, Realize this
I've been thinking about you a lot and I can't help but admire you


Show me, show, show me one time, Right, and even your right the look in your eyes
Do something that will impress me, show me what you're really made of, I can see it in your eyes


I like it, Won't you just show me one time
I'm feeling the vibe, keep it going and impress me even more


I'm everywhere you can't go
I'm living a life that you could only dream of


I'm everywhere you wish you could
I have the freedom and the resources to travel and experience everything that you desire


I'm sussed up in that Van Vogue
I look fashionable and confident like the models in Van Vogue magazine


My weave long and my pussy good
I have long fake hair and I'm confident in my sexuality


I lift it up, and I tip it slow
I tease but I'm in control


That chocolate body that tootsie roll
I have a curvy, sexy body that looks good in motion


That flirty Hershey, lawda mercy
I'm flirting and being sexy like a Hershey's chocolate bar, oh my god


Do it to me, don't hurt me, hurt me
Turn me on and be passionate, but also be gentle and don't hurt me


Rollie polie, float your boatie, Dick it up it's so swolely swolely
Let's enjoy some sexual playfulness together, you're getting so hard


Swolely swolely, he holdin' holdin', He packin' pack and I'm throwing back
You're really hard and I'm enjoying it, I'm pushing back against you


And I'm counting racks while he lick the crack
I'm taking inventory of my money while you pleasure me


If he acting up then he gettin slapped, If I pop the trunk, then he gettin clapped
If you misbehave, I'll physically discipline you or threaten you with violence


I'll pop ya rump and I'll split your back
I'll slap your butt and leave you feeling sore from our sexual escapades


Can I get that, Can I get that whip, Can I take that trip, Can I get that grip
Can I have your car, can I go on a trip with you, can I try out your style, can I have a piece of your success?


Can I split that chip where my bitch pat, Where my rich cat, Will you keep that shit when you hit that strip
Can I share some money with my girl and my rich friends, and will we stay loyal to each other when times get tough?


When you hit that scene, and the scene get a tan, And a six pack, where my bitch pack
When you go out and party, try to be the center of attention and look your best, and make sure you're with your group of girls


Where'd you get them clothes, How you make that roll, how you make that dose, Sip it slow, sip it slow, sip it, sit back
Where did you get those clothes, how did you become so successful, teach me your ways, let's take our time and enjoy ourselves


Quit the chit chat, Before I rip that bow, when I rip your soul, When I rip that bow
Let's stop chatting and get to the real fun, I'll take control of you and make you feel good




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