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shit no I don't need a consultant
Your gas don't even hit it's the 3rd blunt I ain't coughin
Man you bitches is like owls all my stories y'all be

Met a new girl but she ain't for keeps
And she say she got a man
Tell your man that you for the streets
My hair pink
Like a white girl pussy when I

we not conceited
I had him in the corner, threw the towel he conceded
Can put me up against the worst I bet he get deleted, fetus
Man you know this

the tease, now tell these dudes to get like me
Ya last man was a no-no
Used to stand on the corner and sell dope
Say he in love with the coco
How he beez in da

finger on her pussy, yeah she got that super soaker
Man that kitty got some grip, man I thought that was a choker
Girl what you want, ill buy your whole

Hey, hey, hey!
Here comes Chris
A Rootley-Toot-Toot

I’m so BEIGE
Feeling BEIGE
In a DAZE
In all DAY
Any-WAYS
That’s just me,
Color me amazed you

out to dinner first
Cause I'm a man of my roles
I'm taking hip-hop to a whole 'nother level
For ya brothers like Chris Rock that already plateaued
How

200,000 independent
Old nigga new nigga anybody can get it
Real nigga by myself get at anybody like Kendrick
You shouldn't talk it if you ain't wit it
I

And days that I don't show it, understand it's just the moody me
And when I watch you dance, either with you or the stands, man
How you do it oh so

M.kb i'm standing firm
Remember riding on them scooters
Use to call me a shooter
Always post up on the corner
Knock down niggas madula
Keep dreaming they

I got em'
Yea
AyWhatchuTellemFoooo
Came up on that dirty corner
Raised by a stop sign
Baby mama be the glock 9
Yeah that's my baby Nina
She gone drop

bitch 

One one four zero yeah that's verde drive 
Corner of the block that's where I reside 
Kill you with yo shit that's a suicide 
All my niggas down

that's so dirty
Hold burners that hold thirty (Rrrrah)
Lock a corrupt officer in the corner
With the ghost of Chris Dorner
And commence to piss on him

This ain't nothin' I can make up
Made a hunnid bands 'fore I wake up
Made a hunnid bands so I pray up
Gotta give thanks to the man when I wake up
Yea

that I’m trynna force myself again
Into a corner, ‘stead of pulling from the heart and being myself again
So hey I’m Chris and I’m a writer
Loving what I

And now we've come to that time
Where the legend of Griselda lives forever (ah)
The Butcher comin', nigga
Ayo, y'all niggas should know by now

An OG plus and fuck em all get their money
Fourth quarter I'm off street corners the budget pay for all costs
Cash no car, nobody is starving
When I

the friends if I have to
Lemme not say c word before I get pressed
Nigga by who by Piru give a fuck like boo-hoo
Nigga who nigga who is you (He said it twice)

try to harm the man
Damn right im onto u man
Get stashed in the corner van
I laugh at death like a comedy jam
Comedy man
But yo jokes ain't funny
He be

got star dream on a corner drinkin' gasoline
my man threw you up in a fiend no contest
Dunn i'm bless and knew a devil in a blue dress
Dunn i'm bless

by the bars
The hearing is ours, I am the one
I feel like Chris Bosh, ducking the SWAT
Girl bye, I'm in the car
Call you Kanye, you wouldn't get far

got time for none these hoes
Packin up and kickin doors
Catch em by that corner store
I won't make a statement
Nothing that we do is basic
Blood

Key is on the minor, low
Tryna find time
Where did the timer, go
Let the time go 
With some fine hoes
Smokin Dosi over 
By the pine grove
Key is

rewind it
Imma boss
Rick Ross
Drippin all this
Big sauce
Drive by
Bodies fly
Like a fucking
Kick off
Yeah the piece
Giving heat
On ya block like Chris Bosh