Cash Calls lyrics

by

Chrissa SJE


[Hook: Chrissa SJE]
I'm a big dog. Count big chips
Roll thick blunts. With a thick b*tch
Codeine mixed. With citrus
My click. The Sickest
These hoes. Wicked
My heart. Evicted
Walked Out. Went missin
Rose up. Got lifted
Got a bankroll. and it wont fold
When the cash call. Then I'm on the phone
Got a cold soul, and a sick flow.
And I got gas. Like a Citgo
And a n*gga know. And the b*tch know
And the kids know. Hope the pigs dont
Im too on. Wht you on?
Yo boo want. The big dawg

[Verse 1: Fade Bully]
If you askin
yea I'm taxin
I'm in action
for the Jacksons
I feel like Famous Jett Jackson
New guh so cold she Alaskan
But she never even been to Alaska
But born and raised in the boot
From that punchline you know she the truth
I'm cool, you cool, she cool, we're all cool
Feel like Kel, well I'm a dude
I'm wit ya boo
in her pool
dove through her inner tube
Got her in the nude
Now she in the mood
I hit her with the mule
Head win or lose
I kill
Any beat
Any week
Any feat
I defeat
You weak
Retreat
3peat
Fear God, that's only where my fear live
And you always in the back like a ad lib
And you pus*y ass n*ggas need a pap smear
And its Fade Bully b*tch this my year

[Hook: Chrissa SJE]
I'm a big dog. Count big chips
Roll thick blunts. With a thick b*tch
Codeine mixed. With citrus
My click. The Sickest
These hoes. Wicked
My heart. Evicted
Walked Out. Went missin
Rose up. Got lifted
Got a bankroll. and it wont fold
When the cash call. Then I'm on the phone
Got a cold soul, and a sick flow.
And I got gas. Like a Citgo
And a n*gga know. And the b*tch know
And the kids know. Hope the pigs dont
Im too on. What you on?
Yo boo want. The big dawg

[Verse 2: Chrissa SJE]
f*cked her. Real long
She hummed on my di*k like a sing along
I slapped on her ass like its ping pong
I left a imprint wit my rings on
Championship on a b*tch
Fooly losing, n*ggaz wish.
I'm just gon hit I can't miss
Mellow yellow, never p*ssed
Cash all a n*gga get, you ain't bout business you get dismissed, huh
f*ck a b*tch i need a M, huh. Me and Benjamin hitched. huh
Rappers be taking bout sh*t that they never did that a n*gga live, huh
n*gga never had sh*t but a solid mind and a solid click, huh
Ecchi with a n*gga chick, i be with the hentai hentai, hey
Weeaboo fooly your boo thing want Chrissa Senpai
Tenchi Muyo Foolyo harem and all my chicks bi
I ain't wit the lip, if she trip Imma tell that b*tch bye

[Hook: Chrissa SJE]
I'm a big dog. Count big chips
Roll thick blunts. With a thick b*tch
Codeine mixed. With citrus
My click. The Sickest
These hoes. Wicked
My heart. Evicted
Walked Out. Went missin
Rose up. Got lifted
Got a bankroll. and it wont fold
When the cash call. Then I'm on the phone
Got a cold soul, and a sick flow.
And I got gas. Like a Citgo
And a n*gga know. And the b*tch know
And the kids know. Hope the pigs dont
Im too on. What you on?
Yo boo want. The big dawg

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