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Chris6ix

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Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy I just did it man
Why  you talkin' lotta shit, you ain't got a plan
Like it's Call of Duty, doin' shit like UAV scans
Talkin' lotta shit man, shoot at your mans Never tell me that I can't do shit, I can't

I just did it all, like f*ck what you can't Do, pull up with two shawties in the bands
Two, tellin' me I'm spendin' hella bands Two, and you waitin' for your shot, but it's
not gonna come While you talkin' lotta shit, that bitch better
make me cum Cause if she don't, she ain't comin' over

Man, this shit's a bum, like f*ck it, I just made a band
Like bitch, you better run Yeah, you better run
Like that bitch starin' at the sun Like what you do just for fun
Like f*ck it, I'ma make you run Like f*ck it, I'ma make you cum

Like f*ck it, I'ma do somethin' Like bitch, you wanna go or not
Like tell me what you doin' not Like she a ten, but she a thot
Tell me what you do a lot Yeah, she givin' me some top
Don't stop, don't stop makin' me go crazy By the way, that ass drop, ass drop

Tell me shit I do a lot, like, uh I just did it, man, while you got a tell a plan
I just popped a fuckin' Xan, shoot, at your fuckin' mans
He just tellin' shit that he can't do What you fuckin' dumb
Is you fuckin' stupid

Is you silly
Is you fuckin' bums
Is you really up or shit
You really ain't bout, but you ain't doin' shit a lot

Cause you ain't really bout the shit I'm in that fuckin' parkin' lot
But you ain't in the shit, nah And I'ma do the shit a lot
Like f*ck it, tie a fuckin' knot Let's go, let's go, let's go
Motherfuck, I'm in Range Rove You cannot tell me shit, though

I'ma do the shit in the stove Whip the shit up, I'm the goat
You the man, I'm not the dough You just wanna smoke with some mo
I'ma smoke pot with the dough
If you call, just listen I'ma tell a plan, do it all, Chris Bliffin

Ayy, it's Chris6ix in the building Man, I'm makin' racks, motherfucker, to the
Ceiling Motherfucker, to the ceiling
I make racks, I'm the villain I'ma kill him, my name Krillin
Raise it up, penicillin Don't give up on your millions

Bitch, wanna f*ck
She Brazilian Bitch, I'm up, yeah, I'm brilliant
I'ma dunk it, Jordan kilagan Slow this shit down
Pick yourself up from the ground In a Hellcat, I'll drive a hundred miles

Huh, put my dick in her mouth She don't wanna f*ck, tell that bitch, come
Over now Ayy, you can probably guess what I did to
That bitch Fuckin' dummies
Ayy, ayy Rich boys don't flex, man, it's just a test

I'm the man, I just did it, I just made a fuckin' band
And I did this shit with no hands Do this shit while I can
Man, this shit has just begun, man, I'm about to blow up
Tell me how to soak up, f*ck a bitch, pour up

Movin' to a mansion, open up the door now
Let's get off the floor now, I'm gonna kick the door down
This shit was a test, man, I never gave it to rest
Bitch, you want it

No plan, bitch, give it to your chest, hoe
You ain't really bout it, you ain't really doubt me
You just talk about it, you ain't really bout shit
Man, I'm sippin' green, sippin' tea, sippin', makin' money

I just did it all, makin' cheese, boy, you really funny
Heh, ayy, Chris Six, signing out, y'all

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