Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Jesus Dropped the Charges , by - Chris Crack. Release date: 11.02.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Jesus Dropped the Charges |
| Yeah bitch |
| We was smoked out the whole time |
| We was smoked out the whole time |
| We was smoked out the whole time |
| We was smoked out the whole time |
| We was smoked out the whole time |
| We was smoked out the whole time |
| We was smoked out the whole time |
| And the smoke go crazy if the hoe don’t pay me |
| Put it in the trunk we the hope from the 80s |
| Best known for not playing, we do this for keeps |
| Blaze it up take it up easily, this how we do this |
| It’s less than a blueprint, more than a movement |
| I’m holding mine, holding my blunt lit |
| Run around, run around, talk shit, watch how the spark sticks |
| Creating a flame bigger than decks on a plane |
| But we just keep it for the rest of the day and a secret for the rest of my wait |
| This how we bang, this not a wave |
| We gotta get paid (We gotta get paid) |
| We gotta get paid, we gotta get paid |
| We gotta, we gotta get paid |
| I said, we gotta get paid |
| We gotta, we gotta get paid |
| We gotta get paid |
| We gotta, we gotta, yeah |
| Yeah, bitch! |
| Cutta, what up? |
| Uh, spaceships, bitch |
| Don’t even holla if you ain’t gon play this |
| Yeah, I’ll be done in a minute but let me just say this |
| Make sure you laugh in the face of the haters |
| They got you on festivals, off on these playlists |
| We gotta get paid, something delicious |
| Tryna get busy like Timbo and Missy |
| Up jumps the boogie, I’m tired of these rookies |
| She know how to cook it, mama on Crooklyn |
| Divided by madness |
| I’m tryna do better, just weed and water |
| I see why you bought it |
| Why they still televise lynching and slaughter |
| Try not to get caught up, my only advice |
| Wish I could tell 'em to fight for they life |
| People be sleeping, let me get back to just chiefin' this reefer |
| And bouncing they asses, you know that shit classic |
| I’m tryna get nasty |
| This fapping condition? |
| I’m taking these classes |
| Bad bitch energy, know I be sassy |
| Blue jam for breakfast, just tryna get naked |
| Don’t ask who I slept with, that’s not your department |
| You knew I was heartless, signing these artists |
| You know why I’m harder, I really been through it, and in it, back where I |
| started |
| Felt like I’m nothing, it’s all part of hustle |
| He don’t want the scuffle, I don’t mean to change it |
| You know how I’m bangin, capture my angle |
| I’ll let that bitch hang, Chicago be hating |
| They know that I’m dangerous, ain’t like how I came in |
| Smashing the scene, you gotta be there if you tryna get green |
| We gotta get paid till it bust out the seams |