In the Bag
Chris Ash
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Yeah Let's try to get this in one take Got it in the bag, got it, got it in the bag Looking but she can't touch Game locked up like some handcuffs I'd poke her but I can't bluff I need a rest like hands up Sirens, flashing lights, I don't know how to keep my focus I'm signing, blasting like I'm bumping beats, that's how I cope bitch This my kind of banger, my slang here might throw you off bro Banter between these rappers is enough to make me go off though Not expecting the win here, I'll settle for a second But maybe after five minutes then you'll have learned a lesson I mean you're getting schooled by the boy who's only messing I mean what are you thirty, don't step to me, please quit flexing And once I spit a verse it's always in your head like neurons And if they wanna send out a contest, well then you're on The trebles got me in a trance Forever young like Peter Pan Tinkerbell is on me and honestly if you saw me You would understand why they say I keep it popping, ollie Now I'm not popping Molly but Mary, she could've caught me And if you really wanna know I'll show you what she taught me But oddly I'm just jogging while you haters in a sprint Best watch me, y'all forgot me, break ya, you might need a splint The la-di to my da-di, got Slick Rick to listen in Bugatti's or Ferrari's, get it from my dividends Now know that I'm not straight edge but I'll never pay for pot Call up 90's MTV and ask them for my fucking spot Call up Kurt Cobain together we be taking every shot Balling just like MJ but no, I'm not going pop You see me, I don't need privacy, I bought the Xbox One I don't exactly tan, but I spit hot like the sun I'm dangerous to play with, toxic needles, loaded gun And trust me theirs now safety when you pull my trigger once, bow Wait I got a little more Bet you thought I finished but I don't go premature I'm sorry that your server crashed, the rap game needs some work The game is in the gutter long as ratchet bitches twerk So Chris Ash is with the new wave's heroes, hip-hop needs rebirth I'm the baby of the movement, why I'm shitting on these haters Never catch me in jerseys because I've never been a player Look at me, I suit up, daily management bitch Bout to shake up the whole game like candlestick, bitch I'm a giant, San Francisco, eyes red, Cincinnati Been up for two days straight so you'd remember Chris Ashley It's a ruckus, ah well, f*ck it Kicking it just like the bucket Living dead and you all love it Except the Illuminati puppets You don't want it how I cut it Track is sliced up like an onion Bring a tear to my eye every time I write a rhyme Said I never could, well f*ck off, tell me where to fucking sign bitch Tell me where to fucking sign bitch Ash on the track bitch Forgive me
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