Bag7 - Chris Paul

Let me see your hands Wave them at them bitches hating on you
with they friends Girl you got it, let them know that everything
big Niggas moving with the lust, who can I trust
When I'm down, I put my feelings in the cup You hurt me like I knew you would

Like withdrawals , R.I.P
Gramps Why'd that have to be our last call
You niggas where, you ain't need it Like Chris Paul, I just wanna see
All my niggas fucking ball

I just wanna see All my niggas fucking Ball
You plan on snaking me
I would've bent y'all 30 shots later
I wanna know who the fuck sent yall,
How was it impossible, I got sick, sipping lean

Sometimes I dwell on how much I Spent on codeine
But every time I sober up, I become so Mean I'm rich off crime and my record Still fucking clean
I'm like a hoarder with the money, I've Been stacking

It's crazy what y'all do for a reaction Niggas caught me on the freeway, I Wasn't
lacking You can ride other niggas Tracks and get no
Traction My niggas mainey, they'll take Sub-Zero ice
What you know about riding with a Dirty pipe

life Speed gun down, hit it, you gonna Need another
life
Young ridin' reckless, call me Odo Since they took my niggas, yeah, I been Movin
Slow Ain't worried bout they side, Cause they pistols

Dont blow
We be talkin' bout them hoes, cause Them bitches
All jokes In they game, Rope, they Checked out
And fuck the head, I'm tryna see what That check about
Broke niggas, yall feelin left out

They made a diss and them niggas got Stretched out
Niggas movin' with the lust, who can I Trust
When I'm down, I put my feelings in The cup You hurt me like I knew you Would, like withdrawals
R.I.P

Gramps, why'd that had to be our last Call
You niggas where you ain't needed , like Chris Paul
I just wanna see all my niggas fuckin' Ball I just wanna see all my niggas Fuckin' ball
I just wanna see all my niggas fuckin' ball

Written by:
Omari Love

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