Chrisean Rock

Huh, hmm-hmm-hmmm Yeah, hmm-hmm-hmmm Yeah, we're on that reel again Huh, yeah, I'm with that reel again Yeah, and I don't know what I be thinking I'm smoking on my own shit 'cause you might try to lace me All I love is blue faces, but no I ain't no racist All I love is blue faces, but no my name ain't Chrisean Rock I'm posted in the jets I'm just hanging like a Christmas sock Beefing with that third shift See that's what got your nigga shot Remember when I was in the third, I had the chicken pox Remember when I was in the fourth grade, we was playing nigga knock I'm in New York City I'm smoking za' I'm with my nigga drop I get down and dirty with a chopper and a rental car Nigga, stop playing like you gangsta, before I end you I wish them niggas was here, so you can go and ask them last two You know what I'm doing when I'm standing in the kitchen I ain't gotta cook shit, all I do is blend it I'm with my lil' Tampa bitch, we pull up in that fin-fin (yeah) She the only thing I see, but she ain't from Memphis Bitch, we got them switches Mcflurry gang the granny gang You niggas don't want no tension You heard what happened to Wassaname Bitch, you for the streets, you for the block This ain't no lovers lane Got tired of that plane Jane I'm going to get another chain Huh, and I don't know what I be thinking I'm smoking on my own shit 'cause you might try to lace me All I love is blue faces, but no I ain't no racist All I love is blue faces, but no my name ain't Chrisean Rock I'm posted in the jets I'm just hanging like a Christmas sock Beefing with that third shift, see that's what got your nigga shot Remember when I was in the third, I had the chicken pox Remember when I was in the fourth grade we was playing nigga knock