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Chris Messan

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Big ol' cashouts
Shawty threw her ass out
I ain't love the bitch, I gave her dick until she passed out
Whip and made it flip, I turned a brick into a glass house
I used to be mad down, I got niggas mad now
I used to be down bad
Sipping out the brown bag
All I do is count racks
What you know about that?
Way too many ways to get this paper, glad I found that
And while these niggas hated, I got faded off that loud pack
But he don't want smoke
Come see me, I'm right up the road
Come see the crib, you can see about the bands, I promise this shit not for show
Money to blow
Heard that you got an advance, well how come you ain't coming close
Ten on the clothes
She said she liking my style, I told her to come get a dose
Pop on occasion, I boast
Shrimp is Cajun, it's straight from the boat
She like you doing the most
How I'm rich but I'm still planing coach
Like I'm sick, man I can't be approached
I was patient, I waited to blow
Ksubi waist and it's H's below
They say Chris going places fasho
Let's see how far we can take it
Let's see how long you can fake it
Still can't believe I get paid off of beats, I think it's a glitch in the matrix
These days I might trip to Belize, I hate to see the same faces
Plus 1, it ain't enough baby girl, you know I gotta bring the gangstas
Big ol' cashouts
Shawty threw her ass out
I ain't love the bitch, I gave her dick until she passed out
Whip and made it flip, I turned a brick into a glass house
I used to be mad down, I got niggas mad now
I used to be down bad
Sipping out the brown bag
All I do is count racks
What you know about that?
Way too many ways to get this paper, glad I found that
And while these niggas hated, I got faded off that loud pack
Faded lately, ain't it crazy
'Rilla mode, come Bathing Ape me
Gang pull up in gray Mercedes
Suit is tailor made, lil baby
Yah yah
You want play, then come prepared to pay me
Yah yah
Fill my plate, the chef gon fish filet me
It's really going like that
Another flow I brought back
Everyday another face, another place, another hole in my bag
Keep losing clothes from out Saks
I bet I make it right back
I'm yelling free up all the slatts
And I ain't even got a plaque
I ain't done yet
Still ain't started having fun yet
F*ck July, I'm bringing May back,
I'm tryna ride out to the sunset
I gotta give them boys the payback
For niggas asking where the funds at
I'm lit, I wouldn't pass a drug test
Just wait to see what's coming up next
Big ol' cashouts
Shawty threw her ass out
I ain't love the bitch, I gave her dick until she passed out
Whip and made it flip, I turned a brick into a glass house
I used to be mad down, I got niggas mad now
I used to be down bad
Sipping out the brown bag
All I do is count racks
What you know about that?
Way too many ways to get this paper, glad I found that
And while these niggas hated, I got faded off that loud pack

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