Lil Wood - Christ's Cross Lyrics

My chain that's christ cross
Lil bitch needa get lost
Accelerate leave u eatin exhaust
You really aint no big boss
No nine on me thats for YP
Drop a pen pull up and find me
All these hoes stay grimey
All these hoes are grimey
They are not the same
You are not like me
Chasin every dollar I see
I think i'm going crazy
Maybe I don't give a f*ck
Walk in the bank eyes lazy
Had a lady just pay me
She kinda cute
You got a daughter named Stacy
Question mark at the end yea
Because I don't know you baby
What the f*ck you talking bout on my phone going crazy
Talking about me lately
Damn damn baby
Well this how it started ummm
Blast off like rockets
Your bitch she on my dick (Yeaaa)
She a hot topic
But I won't stop it no
I can't stop it because
Well cause all these bitches they be lyin
But they know the truth And I know I be spying bitch i' m up on the roof
And I know you smoke boof (There's some green money in here too )
All these green hundreds turning blue woah
Oh well oh well I wash it new
Yea Oh my god imma keep the rod like Im fishing
Bitch do not try me I don't wanna hear your bitching
Please don't pause the mission
I'm on a final mission
She f*cked me for commission
I want the top gone missing
I really don't like kissing
But it's ok I'm listening
Its ok im here
Im not in the yard like a deer
But i'm near to you like dear
Making your problems disappear
F*cking up your sheets I got you make up smeard
I know they wanna see me throw cash
Oh woah but that's only if she can throw it back
That's a fact I'm in the back black cadillac
With a big f*ckin bag of cash
You know, that's where I keep the dough
Just kidding bitch hit the door I don't really need no more
I got money and its on a roll
I don't need it that's why I
Keep this cash commin fast
F*ck it up never slow
Yeah she gonna Bend it over low hoe (Yea)
Damn damn to the floor (Damn girl)
Damn pick it up baby we gotta go
In a bently truck on the road
Way above the ground yea hold up don't look down

My chain that's christ cross
Lil bitch needa get lost
Accelerate leave u eatin exhaust (Woah)
You really ain't no big boss
No nine on me that's for YP
Plz do not try me
All these hoes are grimy
All these hoes are grimy
We are not the same
No you is not like me
Chasin every dollar I see
I think I'm going crazy (Maybe)
Don't give a f*ck walk in the bank eyes lazy
Tell the lady just paid me
She wanna grab on me daily
I said stop it right there baby
(Stop stop it right there) what you doin right there
That's not right that not right
Lil wood pullin up with the sprite
It's not dirty its alright uh
It's alright
Its just sprite
F*ck you mean I don't sip lean f*ck you bean heads
I don't do meth I just smoke my weed
I just do my thing's and my line gone ring.