Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop
I wouldn't drop that much on rick ross or chris rock
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
Dont throw a fit chris, you ain't a crip bitch so don't miss this before it slips
Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box
Yeah because you know i #heat #it #up like it's chris bosh,
With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen
And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen
Thought we’d be together ’till the end
I got a friend named chris rent
Like chris paul with clips of all your bitches getting triple holed.
Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold
Gained a hundred pounds to be a fat white chris rock,
Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not
Like that tragedy chris angel,
Ha, that make it hard to be faithful
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