Bud in the bowl
And I'm losin' control
Now I'm running in circles
So around's how I go
Now I don't got hoes
Okay, I got those
But we didn't have sex
Yo, I got some dome
F*ck smokin' alone
Blow down with my bros
And if Printz needs a front then you already know
Got some brownies and muffins and a bong full of dro
And I'm thinkin' of money, I've Ben-Frank at my shows
Don't act like you know me
Cause you probably don't
This is not an addiction
It's a crutch just to cope
My boys in my section
Yeah, I'm in my zone and I've planted my seed
Refuse not to grow
Your boy's immaculate and my lyrics are elaborate
A pacifist but I could've, could've, could've claimed a massochist
And I have to spit
Until my dick is split between two chicks with sets of massive tits
This bastard is
Going mad as shit
Movin' shit like a laxative
Cliche, doesn't matter shit
I load the clip and blast the shit
Some say I show some sacriledge
But after I blow a sack of piff
Beyblade the shit and let her rip
I got bad bitches on me all the time
I've got my money, money on my mind
I smell like kush and Swishers all the time
So don't worry bout me, worry bout your damn life
I got bad bitches on me all the time
I've got my money, money on my mind
I smell like kush and Swishers all the time
So don't worry bout me, worry bout your damn life
Chris Ash - All the Time Freestyle Lyrics
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Bud in the bowl
And I'm losin' control
Now I'm running in circles
So around's how I go
Now I don't got hoes
Okay, I got those
But we didn't have sex
Yo, I got some dome
F*ck smokin' alone
Blow down with my bros
And if Printz needs a front then you already know
Got some brownies and muffins and a bong full of dro
And I'm thinkin' of money, I've Ben-Frank at my shows
Don't act like you know me
Cause you probably don't
This is not an addiction
It's a crutch just to cope
My boys in my section
Yeah, I'm in my zone and I've planted my seed
Refuse not to grow
Your boy's immaculate and my lyrics are elaborate
A pacifist but I could've, could've, could've claimed a massochist
And I have to spit
Until my dick is split between two chicks with sets of massive tits
This bastard is
Going mad as shit
Movin' shit like a laxative
Cliche, doesn't matter shit
I load the clip and blast the shit
Some say I show some sacriledge
But after I blow a sack of piff
Beyblade the shit and let her rip
I got bad bitches on me all the time
I've got my money, money on my mind
I smell like kush and Swishers all the time
So don't worry bout me, worry bout your damn life
I got bad bitches on me all the time
I've got my money, money on my mind
I smell like kush and Swishers all the time
So don't worry bout me, worry bout your damn life
And I'm losin' control
Now I'm running in circles
So around's how I go
Now I don't got hoes
Okay, I got those
But we didn't have sex
Yo, I got some dome
F*ck smokin' alone
Blow down with my bros
And if Printz needs a front then you already know
Got some brownies and muffins and a bong full of dro
And I'm thinkin' of money, I've Ben-Frank at my shows
Don't act like you know me
Cause you probably don't
This is not an addiction
It's a crutch just to cope
My boys in my section
Yeah, I'm in my zone and I've planted my seed
Refuse not to grow
Your boy's immaculate and my lyrics are elaborate
A pacifist but I could've, could've, could've claimed a massochist
And I have to spit
Until my dick is split between two chicks with sets of massive tits
This bastard is
Going mad as shit
Movin' shit like a laxative
Cliche, doesn't matter shit
I load the clip and blast the shit
Some say I show some sacriledge
But after I blow a sack of piff
Beyblade the shit and let her rip
I got bad bitches on me all the time
I've got my money, money on my mind
I smell like kush and Swishers all the time
So don't worry bout me, worry bout your damn life
I got bad bitches on me all the time
I've got my money, money on my mind
I smell like kush and Swishers all the time
So don't worry bout me, worry bout your damn life
Writer: Christopher Johnson
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