Chris Brown Freestyle

Chiggy Bang Bang - All I Want

Grave Talk

On My Grave

(Intro)
Woah, woah. Yeah.
C-Drench. Yeah.
Actually wait nah
Issa C-Drench man, Issa C-Drench (laughs)
Woah, woah woah

(Chrous)
Issa track, I write my raps
Niggas talk about ghosts
You niggas on crack
Imm'ma shoot in your face
Got Bricks on the bass
Pull up in your place, then fuck on your bae

Issa track, I write my raps
Niggas talk about ghosts
You niggas on crack
Imm'ma shoot in your face
Got Bricks on the bass
Pull up in your place, then fuck on your bae

Issa Savage, It's C-Drench
Pull up in your endz
Got brothers not friends
Issa glock, automatic
Here to make magic
Pull up and you panic

(Verse)
C-Drench I'm the Goat
Fuck a bitch then I roll
Diamond, ice, keep me cold
Im'ma pull up blowing smoke

This is what I'm doing
C-Drench never losing, Chilling in the wraith
you know my niggas cruising
Let's just keep it moving
Im'ma keep on shooting
Robbing all your shit, nigga stay looting

Sipping some purple, some lean
You know a nigga be geek
I'm off the molly no bean
Lil Pump in the streets

Lil Pump in the streets
Anybody want beef. That's the shit you can't eat.
No church, she on her knees

Broke nigga, keep your distance
Fuck with me, you go missing.
Fuck with me, that's a no no
Getting bands no gogo

(Chrous)
Issa track, I write my raps
Niggas talk about ghosts
You niggas on crack
Imm'ma shoot in your face
Got Bricks on the bass
Pull up in your place, then fuck on your bae

Issa track, I write my raps
Niggas talk about ghosts
You niggas on crack
Imm'ma shoot in your face
Got Bricks on the bass
Pull up in your place, then fuck on your bae

Issa Savage, It's C-Drench
Pull up in your endz
Got brothers not friends
Issa glock, automatic
Here to make magic
Pull up and you panic

Issa Ghost

Lil Drench x Ripper - Rubber Bands

I buy a new car for the bitch (for real)
I tear down the mall with the bitch (for real)
You can't even talk to the bitch (no)
She fucking with bosses and shit (on God)
I pull up in 'Rari's and shit, with choppers and Harley's and shit (for real)
I be Gucci'd down, you wearing Lacoste and shit (bitch)
Yeah, Moncler, yeah, fur came off of that, yeah (yeah)
Triple homicide, put me in a chair, yeah (in jail)
Triple cross the plug, we do not play fair, yeah (On God)
Got 'em tennis chains on and they real blingy (blingy)
Draco make you do the chicken head like Chingy (Chingy)
Walk in Neiman Marcus and I spend a light fifty (fifty)
Please proceed with caution, shooters, they be right with me (21)
Bad bitch, cute face and some nice titties
$7500 on a Saint Laurent jacket (yeah)
Bitch, be careful where you dumpin' your ashes (bitch)
I ain't no sucker, I ain't cuffin' no action (nah)
The skreets raised me, I'm a whole bastard (wild, wild, wild, wild)
I bought a 'Rari just so I can go faster (skrrt)
Niggas tryna copy me, they playin' catch up (21)
I might pull up in a Ghost, no Casper (21)
I been smoking gas and I got no asthma

I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 M's in my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 shooters ready to gun you down, yeah (fast)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)

Yeah dog I'm for real, dog (21)
Straight up out the 6, now got a house in the Hills, dog (21)
Wanna see a body, nigga? Get you killed, dog (wet)
Wanna tweet about me, nigga? Get you killed, dog (wet)
Killed dog, I'm a real dog, you a lil' dog (21)
Be a dog, wanna be a dog, chasing mil's, dog
Dunk right in your bitch like O'Neal, dog
I shoot like Reggie Mill', dog (21)
Chopper sting you like a eel, dog

I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 M's in my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 shooters ready to gun you down, yeah (fast)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)

Roulette clips, send a roulette hit
Pull up on your bitch, she say that I got that ruler dick
Spray your block down, we not really with that ruh-rah shit
Glock cocked now, I don't really give no fuck 'bout who I hit
Yeah, your bitch, she get jiggy with me
Keep that Siggy with me
Bitch, I'm Mad Max, you know I got Ziggy with me
Keep a mad mag in case a nigga wanna get busy with me
'Rari matte black and I got a Bentley with me

I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 M's in my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 shooters ready to gun you down, yeah (fast)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)

$7500 on a Saint Laurent jacket (yeah)
Bitch, be careful where you dumpin' your ashes (bitch)
I ain't no sucker, I ain't cuffin' no action (nah)
The skreets raised me, I'm a whole bastard

Bank Account Cover

**LYRICS**

CC, that's gang. Im'ma pull up with the bands.
Rubber bands, rubber bands
Rubber bands for my mans. Ouu what. 
No drums, got the bands. No guitar, got the bands.
No bass, got the bands

K-K, K-K go to church everyday-day
Zara Model so rich, eat the pussy like it's chips
You know Jwell never risk it, eat the pussy like a biscuit.
huh what, eat the pussy like a biscuit 

Jay Ronic do the most. Eat the pussy like it's toast
C-Drench, I'm the Goat. Saint Laurent, that's my coat.
Yeah, what. Yeah my ice keep me cold. Got the ring now its cold
Bank on ice yeah its cold

Bank on ice yeah its frozen.
Im'ma ball like DeRozan.
I kill the track when I goes in
.45 leave you open
.45 leave you split
Draco hit your fucking lip
Got the uzi, make you twitch said got the uzi make you twitch

Been balling since a little kid,
All these sixes, think I rock with satan
All savage, I'm the slaughter king
Hit your mans with that murder gang
Nigga trying chill, I be rapping for the trill
I be rapping - ouu- I be rapping for the limelight to get that dollar bills
I be rapping just to do this shit so I can get the deal

Man don't trust you suckers, Man don't trust you fuckers
You sound like undercovers so Im'ma hit you with the shottas
Yeah, I fuck a bitch without no rubber, cause I'm savage
I fuck a bitch without no rubber

CC, that's gang. Im'ma pull up with the bands.
Rubber bands, rubber bands
Rubber bands for my mans. Ouu what. 
No drums, got the bands. No guitar, got the bands.
No bass, got the bands

K-K, K-K go to church everyday-day
Zara Model so rich, eat the pussy like it's chips
You know Jwell never risk it, eat the pussy like a biscuit.
Eat the pussy like a biscuit 

Jay Ronic do the most. Eat the pussy like it's toast
C-Drench, I'm the Goat. Saint Laurent, that's my coat.
Yeah my ice keep me cold. Got the ring now its cold
What, what. Got the ring now its cold

Bank on ice yeah its frozen.
Im'ma ball like DeRozan.
I kill the track when I goes in
.45 leave you open
.45 leave you split
Draco hit your fucking lip
Got the uzi, make you twitch said got the uzi make you twitch

K-K, K-K go to church everyday-day
Zara Model so rich, eat the pussy like it's chips
You know Jwell never risk it, eat the pussy like a biscuit.
Eat the pussy like a biscuit 

Jay Ronic do the most. Eat the pussy like it's toast
C-Drench, I'm the Goat. Saint Laurent, that's my coat.
Yeah my ice keep me cold. Got the ring now its cold
Bank on ice yeah its cold. Bank on ice yeah its cold

Bank on ice yeah its frozen.
Im'ma ball like DeRozan.
I kill the track when I goes in
.45 leave you open
.45 leave you split
Draco hit your fucking lip
Got the uzi, make you twitch said got the uzi make you twitch

Been balling since a little kid,
All these sixes, think I rock with satan
All savage, I'm the slaughter king
Hit your mans with that murder gang
Nigga trying chill, I be rapping for the trill
I be rapping for the - ouu-for the limelight get bills
I've been doing this non stop so I can the fucking deal
I've been doing this forever so I can get that fucking deal bitch

Dats Gang

(Intro Verse)
I've been in trap, in the trap
Whipping fucking whitney in the trap
Ya'll ain't know who's with me in the trap
Couple bitches wanna trap

(Chrous)
I got glock, glock, glock, glock
That shit go grata-ta-ta-ta
Yeah I can't stop in a car
Yuh, I took off in a car

(Verse 1)
Ain't no push to stop lil bitch (lil bitch)
That's why we keep going lil bitch (lil bitch)
I leave your mans lonely lil bitch (Aye yuh)
You know my diamonds snowy lil bitch (aye yeah)

Diamonds on ice, oou yuh, the diamonds they cold
Imagine these lanes are my flows,
Then I switch when I want, I pull up and gone
Pull up with the chrome
Yuh we smoke and get stoned
Sending shots in your home

Tell me what you know yeah, Tell me what you know
You don't fucking know yeah, You don't fucking know
I be in the club and you know I hit that Deane-O
You ain't Selena bitch, You look more like Cee Lo

First she going up yeah
Then she going down yeah
I can't fuck around ch-yuh
I can't fuck around ch-yuh
Yeah the bih bipolar
Yeah the bih bipolar
Yeah the bih bipolar 

(Chrous)
I got glock, glock, glock, glock
That shit go grata-ta-ta-ta
Yeah I can't stop in a car
Yuh, I took off in a car

(Outro Verse)
Tell me what you know yeah, Tell me what you know
You don't fucking know yeah, You don't fucking know
I be in the club and you know I hit that Deane-O
You ain't Selena bitch, You look more like Cee Lo

Glocka (Prod. Stunnah Beatz)

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Blood Walk ft Kyd $avage

Sense (Prod. by CashMoneyAP)

STL (Scrolling Thru Life)

(Intro)
Woo, skrrt skrr
Bitch I run the streets, Woo
Yuh
Real Demonic Ass shit hoe

(Chorus)
Bitch I run the streets (Bitch I run the streets)
I got diamonds on my feet (diamonds, I got diamonds on my feet)
Bitch I run the streets (Bitch I run the streets)
I got diamonds in my teeth (diamonds, I got diamonds in my teeth)

(Verse) 
You is my enemy taking my energy, I can not do this no more
Running the streets and keeping the strap, I aint trust no one
These niggas is wack, they lame and they act. Cant cope I'm done
These niggas is wack, they lame and they act. Cant cope I'm done aye

Cant cope I'm done, metal to the dome, fuck you mean aye
Are you feeling it, feeling it now like Eugene Krabs (Are you feeling it now Mr. Krabs)
Fuck on a bitch, dick in her stomach, she feel it in her spleen yeah
Pop some pills, pop some beans. I dab and I lean aye, aye

She give me face with her daughter yeah
Fucking on that bitch then her mother yeah aye
This some bodies on some bodies yeah (SKRRRR)
Bopping with my team, I fuck some thotties yeah

(Chorus)
Bitch I run the streets (Bitch I run the streets)
I got diamonds on my feet (diamonds, I got diamonds on my feet)
Bitch I run the streets (Bitch I run the streets)
I got diamonds in my teeth (diamonds, I got diamonds in my teeth)

Skreets

(Intro)
Yeah Yeah
Lil Drench
Aye aye yeah
Real Demonic Ass Shit woo

(Chorus)
I swerve up in a Jaguar
They was talking shit and I ignore that
Man that shit's bang out of order
Man that shit's bang out of order

I swerve up in a Jaguar
They was talking shit and I ignore that
Man that shit's bang out of order
Man that shit's bang out of order

(Verse)
I swerve up in a coup
They was talking shit, it's nothing new
It's Triple 6 Drench, who are you
All my diamonds froze, catch the flu

All about my money count the digits dawg
Keep fucking counting ain't no limit dawg
You Mom hecking gay, she likes women dawg
I can turn the bitch straight when she see me dawg

Ain't no time for bullshit, ain't no time for lames
If-If-If If you talking shit, say it to my face
Caus-Caus- Cause I got the strap, aiming at your brain
They- They think it's hail stones when the bullets rain

Man like me gassed up like some Jews
Toting fucking weapons, I'm a goon
Flying like a Rocket no raccoon
Hopping in the Rari, going vroom

(Chorus)
I swerve up in a Jaguar
They was talking shit and I ignore that
Man that shit's bang out of order
Man that shit's bang out of order

I swerve up in a Jaguar
They was talking shit and I ignore that
Man that shit's bang out of order
Man that shit's bang out of order

Bang Out of Order

(Intro)
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yeah yeah
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I'm gonna say the n word
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You can not say it ?????????
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(Chorus)
I'm gonna say the N word (N word)
I'm gonna say the N word (N word)
You can not say it, that's racist (Huh)
You can not say it, that's racist (Oou)

I'm gonna say the N word (N word)
I'm gonna say the N word (N word)
You can not say it, that's racist (Yah)
You can not say it, that's racist (Oou)

I'm gonna say the N word (N word)
I'm gonna say the N word (N word)
I'm gonna say the N word (Niggaaaa)
I'm gonna say the N word

You can not say it, that's racist (Huh)
You can not say it, that's racist (Oou)
You can not say it, that's racist (Yah)
You can not say it, that's racist (Lil Drench)

(Verse)
You can not say it, that's racist (Huh)
I know they still say it (yeah)
My best friend is black, so that back up my statement (Nah)
My best friend is Asian, doesn't mean I call him a chink
Doesn't mean that I can say, he's already squinting when he blinks oou

(You can not say it)

I can not say what I'm thinking
It's freedom of speech till you hurt someone's feelings
Ya'll a bunch snowflakes, you little fucking bitch
You should learn how to speak and not act on everything oou

(You can not say it)

I wanna be tracer (You can not say it)
But she's already tracer (she's already tracer)
I guess then I'll be genji (I guess then I'll be genji)
And now she's fucking genji (Oh my god, Oh my god)

I know they think it's funny (I know they think it's funny)
Man like me ain't got no money (I'm broke, I'm broke)
I wanna be Winston
OK SO BASICALLY IM MONKY

(Chorus)
I'm gonna say the N word (N word)
I'm gonna say the N word (N word)
You can not say it, that's racist (Huh)
You can not say it, that's racist (Oou)

I'm gonna say the N word (N word)
I'm gonna say the N word (N word)
You can not say it, that's racist (Yah)
You can not say it, that's racist (Oou)

I'm gonna say the N word (N word)
I'm gonna say the N word (N word)
I'm gonna say the N word (Niggaaaa)
I'm gonna say the N word

You can not say it, that's racist
You can not say it, that's racist
You can not say it, that's racist
You can not say it, that's racist

N Word

(Verse 1)
[Chino]
If you know, those Ps and that
And the Ps and that
Back of the whip and the Ps and that
Back of the whip and the Ps and that

And my buddy here Chiggy
Making music every day
Making music every day
Making music every day

Back with the pills and Ps and that
Back with the pills and Ps and that
Back with the pills and Ps and that
Back with the pills and Ps and that

And my brother is making music everyday
(Every day, making music everyday)


(Verse 2)
[Lil Drench]
Back on the pills and Ps and that
You know Lil Drench, he got bare stacks
I like a thicc bitch with a really big back
Man chat shit, tell that nigga fall back
Eskimo gang, so a nigga stay cold
We don't play games, yeah, Boy Better Know
Shut down the rave and I shut the show
Necks on ice and my wrists on snow

Like wait...Allow that fam
I swerve to your crib and fuck your nan
I'm just a saucy prick
Italian boi on that London ting
Like woah you get switch up switch up
Man get liquor liquor
Boss man gave me gat for free
A nigga so peng and I run the city

Bare Pills (IrishDRILL) ft Chino

(Intro)
I'm that nigga oh yeah yeah
Woo
Real Demonic Ass Shit Hoe


(Chorus)
Lil Drench I'm the GOAT, I'm toting poles in this bih
Triple 6 on God, I fuck the soul out a bih (6,6)
All this drip on me, you think it's drool (You think it's drool nigga)
Diamonds fucking snowing, it's so cool (It's so cool nigga)

I got fucking bars and I'm lit (Yea Aye)
I got fucking bars and I'm lit (I'm lit)
I got fucking bars and I'm lit (Huh what)
I got fucking bars and I'm lit

(Verse)
Bitch I'm iced out
What they wanna say now? (What they wanna, wait what)
Old heads move like dinosaurs (Old heads move like dinosaurs)
They all fucking died out (Skrr Skrr)

Sipping on lean till I'm tired (Tired)
Keeping the stick when I walk (Walk)
So any young niggas get fired (Baah)
That's how I know they don't talk
I'm like Rich the Kid with this freezer
I take her dressing off, no ceaser
I get to the diamonds in mines, I'm so eager
But they trying blow this shit up like a creeper wow

I got fucking bars and I'm lit
Nigga you ain't fucking with the kid (You ain't fucking with the-)
I got fucking bars and I'm lit
I lit these niggas up like a splif (Like a motherfuc-)

(Chorus)
Lil Drench I'm the GOAT, I'm toting poles in this bih
Triple 6 on God, I fuck the soul out a bih (6,6)
All this drip on me, you think it's drool (You think it's drool nigga)
Diamonds fucking snowing, it's so cool (It's so cool nigga)

I got fucking bars and I'm lit (Yea Aye)
I got fucking bars and I'm lit (I'm so motherfucking)
I got fucking bars and I'm lit (Huh what)
I got fucking bars and I'm lit (Yea yea)

DG Litty

no lyrics too lazy to listen back and type

Blueface (Freestyle)

Drenched Bands ft. B.A.D

Space Coupe

(Intro)
Wooo Real Demonic Ass Shit Hoe
Yeah Yeah
Stop playin with me
Stop playin with me
Stop playin with me
Stop playin with me

(Verse)
Stop playin with me, niggas know I'm here to go loco
Riding with the stick, extended dick bitch no homo
We don't talk fedz lil nigga, that's a no-no
They want me to fucking stop, I see bands. I think go-go
It's simple, Cash Rules Everything Around Me
That's the Method Man, even the haters understand me
I treat your face like storage, put my cans up in your pantry
They say I don't got bars, well nigga try and doubt me

Stop playin with me, Stop playin with me
Tell them pussy niggas stop playin with me
You know I got money, so they staying with me
Triple 6 Drench stop playin with me, Stop-

The gun telling jokes, make a nigga say "I'm dead"
It's a laughing stock, ain't no jokes flying over the head
You gon catch that
They was in school with the ruler
I was in the streets with the Ruger
Balcenciaga shoes, I'm literally dancing on money
Your songs are fucking Pooh and you're missing the honey
You dig it? You don't have the tools to make a sick track
Imma a kick back with this kickback

It's Triple 6 Drench goddamn I'm litty
I know I got bars and I know you dig it
Stop playin with me or Imma have to fuck with your spirit
The glock, listerine, I wash his mouth out with it

(Outro)
Stop playin with me, Stop playin with me
Tell them pussy niggas stop playin with me
You know I got money, so they staying with me
Triple 6 Drench stop playin with me

Stop playin with me, Stop playin with me
You know I got money, so they staying with me
You know I got bars, so they playing with me
Triple 6 Drench stop playin with me

Stop Playin Wit Me

IMMMM KILLER
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