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brainstorm - chrizostk lyrics

[intro]
aye turn me up
stop playing with ’em man
huh, yea, look
(what?)

[verse 1]
i said my pockets so d*mn fat i drop a stack when i pull my phone out (b*tch)
y’all ain’t used to call me why the f*ck you hit my phone now (whoo)
n*ggas know i’m him, i never had to use no pr*noun (what)
i done met some n*ggas that’ll snake you on the low down (wop, wop)

i done met some n*ggas that’ll push you out yo habitat
one day they your brothers, the next they flipping out like some acrobats (what, b*tch)
crazy how they switch, now you the one these n*ggas laughing at (yeah)
used to be my dawgs now they some n*ggas that i’m clappin at (now they some n*ggas that i’m clapping at)

[chorus]
ion like to talk if it ain’t no money in my pocket, n*gga (b*tch, yea)
you say you on go but moving slow, might as well stop it, n*gga (what)
not even on no c*cky sh*t, i’m rocking sh*t you ain’t copping, n*gga
i’m way out yo league, you best believe this ain’t no rocket, n*gga
(this ain’t no rocket n*gga)

[verse 2]
i’m way out yo zone, just take it home, you not ‘bout winning sh*t
you standing alone, you start the game i gotta finish it (sh*t)
scatpack got some motion, started floating out that dealership
push the gas it’s gone, you hit the left, you start the spinning sh*t (what)
n*ggas know i’m back, it’s chrizo b*tch i’m bout to start k!lling sh*t (it’s chrizo, yeah)
cooking up some heat, put it on this beat swear i be grilling sh*t (b*tch, b*tch)
roll me up a wood, i’m feeling good cause i’m not feeling sh*t
ain’t gon put it down, i face that blunt until i finish it (huh)

[verse 3]
used to be so broke i got a bag it changed my mindset (what)
still got plenty dreams of having sh*t that just ain’t mine yet (b*tch, yeah)
looking at my bank account, it ain’t a comma i ain’t find yet (what, what)
i won’t lose my cool cause i just know it’s not my time yet (b*tch)

ice all on my wrist, it’s bright as f*ck, i put my shades on (woo)
i just took yo b*tch, she sucking d*ck, still got her j’s on (she sucking d*ck still got her j’s on)
she do it so quick, she’ll eat you up just cause yo day’s long
that’s a easy b*tch, tell her use her head and she gon brainstorm (what)

stop popping them percs or you gon end up in that coffin, n*gga (b*tch)
roll a f*cking blunt & smoke some sh*t that leave you coughing, n*gga (b*tch)
i be high as f*ck, somehow i’m smoking more than often, n*gga
if you popping pills you better proceed with f*cking caution, n*gga
[chorus]
ion like to talk if it ain’t no money in my pocket, n*gga
you say you on go but moving slow, might as well stop it, n*gga (ha, yeah)
not even on no c*cky sh*t, i’m rocking sh*t you ain’t copping, n*gga
i’m way out yo league, you best believe this ain’t no rocket, n*gga
(ha, b*tch)
(what)
(huh, yeah)

- chrizostk lyrics

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