I can not fall in love with these *****es
Or should i say
I can not fall in love with these women
I can not fall in love with these [?]

Ghristo
Took ya ***** then he let her go
Shit I am not one of them,
And I am not one of those
Don’t **** with my brother we run the city,
and we might just wipe his nose
Put a hundred thousand over hundred hoes
Get a hundred back and make a hundred more

They left me for dead
Right after i ran outta bread
I heard what you said
You was plotting on me like the feds
Shit I know the pocket watchers want my dead’s,
But the pocket rocket left em dead
Shit I want that sloppy toppy
Shit I want that noggin
Only got options when I be popping
st’on’t give a **** what you saying

Run up on me and my man’s
We may just shoot you in front of your fans
Ghristo done did it again
Ghristo done did it again

Run up on me and my man’s
We may just shoot you in front of your fans
Ghristo done did it again
Ghristo done did it again
Ghristo done did it again

Shit i’m either talking my **** in the booth with a ***** on my snap sending pics of her boobs,
Or bumping my **** in the coupe with that ***** sucking dick while i’m smoking this **** that i got from my whoadie
I gotta new forty
I gotta new *****
I gotta new glock, just to match with the fit
(damn)

Baby i’m extra sturdy
Shit I keep an extra thirty
Shit I keep an extra dick around the waist
Shit I keep an extra clip around the k
Shit I keep an extra ***** around the way
Ex call my phone
Shit I tell my next ***** i’m on the way

Ghristo
Took ya ***** then he let her go
Shit I am not one of them,
And i am not one of those
Don’t **** with my brother we run the city
And we might just wipe his nose
Put a hundred thousand over hundred hoes
Get a hundred back and make a hundred more

This ***** is all over my body
While we at the party
She rolling on molly
I’m sipping on woky
She spilling my woky
Shit i told the ***** to get off me
Shit i told the ***** to get off me

Don’t **** with the vibes
Don’t **** with my guys
Surprising if yo ass survive
Just play with your *****, cause I like to play with a nine
10 shots in the clip and I’m thinking bout dropping a dime
To **** up your vibes
They blowing my high
You better stay low if you come on my side
I bet he run from the sound of the fire
Shit his homies will run too
We might just gas out the sunroof
Ya tinted windows ain’t gun proof
All bout a check and my shorty get money too
She be coming through
We don’t **** with you or friends
Cutting off loose ends
I wanna cop a new Benz
or maybe Audi,
But It don’t matter in the end