Chris Fell Off

[Intro]
Yea

[Chorus]
Chris fell off (ahh) , nigga stop it
Fuck about no views long as money in my pocket (bitch)
Got a pocket rocket for niggas who watchin’ (on God)
Flooded my new bitch, matchin’ Rollies, I just copped it (yeah yeah)
Cheated on my bitch and broke her heart (ok)
Do I regret it?
Hell nah, I ain’t got a heart
From the bottom of my heart, nigga fuck how you feel about me
(Facts)
Main niggas hatin’ be them niggas rockin’ Abercrombie
(On God)

[Verse]
Fuck I look like chasing you and I’m the one with the bag (bitch)
See why niggas mad cause I been in my bag
Bitches talkin’ ‘bout “ugly where?”
Bitch right there (ah)
Lace front stale, bitch you need some new hair
And I only fear God
Quick to lose a bitch like a AirPod
Bitches come around me actin’ faithful
I ain’t buying that (nah)
She tryna run off, I dumped the dick where her spine at (ha)
And yeah I’m a cheater, but I can’t cheat myself (facts)
I’d be stupid to love a bitch and I don’t love myself (oh shit)
Single life boring but it’s peaceful as fuck (on god)
I ain’t gotta deal with you after I bust a nut
When I die everybody gone swear they my dog
But who fuck with me right now? (Bitch)
Yeah, bitch who fuck with me right now? (Huh?)
See you doing challenges, come beatbox on this dick (bitch)
Bitch I’m from Detroit where we hit jugs and we hit licks (yea)
Grown niggas mad cause we turned up and we got rich (bitch)
But you could do it too, just put your mind to this shit
(That’s all you gotta do nigga, don’t hate on me)
Niggas don’t like me, I gotta deal with it
Bitch you bet not talk to nobody
Don’t give a fuck if I got six bitches (ahh haha)
And I’m not just anybody bitch I keep a nine (you know I do)
Put you on my Only Fans bitch it’s demon time
Bitch we too young to settle down (yea)
So you know this dick gone get around (get around, get around)
Say I wouldn’t make it now all my carts push the start
Fuck all them niggas who be talking out they jaw (bitch)
Cause niggas ain’t tough they just act hard
Took a nigga bitch
I’ll have her running from this dick like she a track star

[Chorus]
Chris fell off, nigga stop it (yea, nigga stop it)
Fuck about no views long as money in my pocket (bitch I’m good)
Got a pocket rocket for niggas who watchin’ (I do)
Flooded my new bitch, matchin’ Rollies, I just copped it
(I just copped it)
Cheated on my bitch and broke her heart (hey hey hey hey)
Do I regret it? (Huh huh hey hey)
Hell nah, I ain’t got a heart
From the bottom of my heart, nigga fuck how you feel about me
Main niggas hatin’ be the ones rockin’ Abercrombie
(Abercrombie)

[Outro]
Woah, and if it’s up then it’s stuck
Hey hey and if it’s up then it’s stuck
Aye