Super Saiyan Chrissss - Levi Ackermann! Lyrics

Run to the money
Run it up, then run it back again
She wanna chop shit up
Call that huh, Levi Ackermann (Okay)
I just bagged your bitch
And you know I coulda' bagged her friend (Uh)
I don't give no f*cks
Niggas talk tough, but they be chat-tat-ting (Woah)
Said we rolling up that color purple, smoking on that Celie pack (Celie)
Niggas yeah, they love to talk, but tell me where they really at? (Where?)
What you smoking on? That's purple gas (Purple)
What's on your jeans? Purple tags (Purple)
Big YNP, bitch it's always that
Coming in first, bitch we never last, uh
Bad bitch wanna kick shit with me like judo
All these niggas my sons
All these niggas my pupils
Go against me, bitch that's real futile
Told that nigga to aim at the back of your noodle (Pew)
Big dawg in this shit, bitch you niggas some poodles
Make your bitch disappear, boy you'd think I did voodoo
Going insane, bitch I'm going cuckoo
I'm out here searching for these niggas like Google
I'm out here searching for these niggas like what?
Tryna see why that nigga keep talking tough
They run of the mil, bitch I'm running a muck
And I run to the money, I'm running it up
Beat from the back, yeah that lil' bitch a slut
And I hit it, then leave, no, no I cannot cuff
Overlapping these niggas, leave them in the dust
And I run this shit from dawn, all way til it's dusk
Run to the money
Run it up, then run it back again
She wanna chop shit up
Call that huh, Levi Ackermann (Okay)
I just bagged your bitch
And you know I coulda' bagged her friend (Uh)
I don't give no f*cks
Niggas talk tough, but they be chat-tat-ting (Woah)
Said we rolling up that color purple, smoking on that Celie pack (Celie)
Niggas yeah, they love to talk, but tell me where they really at (Where?)
What you smoking on? That's purple gas (Purple)
What's on your jeans? Purple tags (Purple)
Big YNP, bitch it's always that
Coming in first, bitch we never last, uh
Going out bad, bitch you niggas is dummies
See it and laugh, man you niggas is funny
Could get you wrapped up like a motherf*cking mummy
Get you packed up with your motherf*cking buddy
Fight or flight, bitch we running and gunning
I cannot stop til' the money start coming
That boy ain't 'bout it, that nigga be bluffing
That bitch a freak, wan' suck me in public
These niggas is chicken like a motherf*cking cutlet
Shit you be doing is not finna cut it
Off the top of the dome, this shit really is nothing
Wonder why all these niggas be bugging
Bitch, you know I'll knuck if you bucking (Bitch)
Wonder why that nigga keep running
When we catch him, just flex him
And crunch him
Bitch I'm dropping nuggets like Denver
Niggas want me to fall like it's September
Bad bitch on my wood, yeah she on my timber
Beat it up from the back like I got a bad temper, uh
Float just like a butterfly, bitch sting just like a bumblebee (Bumblebee)
Super Sayan Chrissss, bitch you know it's only one of me
Keep one eye open like Hange
Tunnel vision straight to the money
Know that this road been bumpy
Talk with my hands, bitch get straight to punching
Just in case shit finna jump off, no bungee
Bitch I been killing shit, nickname Chris Bundy
Run to the money
Run it up, then run it back again
She wanna chop shit up
Call that huh, Levi Ackermann
I just bagged your bitch
And you know I coulda' bagged her friend
I don't give no f*cks
Niggas talk tough, but they be chat-tat-ting
Said we rolling up that color purple, smoking on that Celie pack
Niggas yeah, they love to talk, but tell me where they really at
What you smoking on? That's purple gas
What's on your jeans? Purple tags
Big YNP, bitch it's always that
Coming in first, bitch we never last, uh