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Chris Choice - $ocial Distance Lyrics



Chris Choice - $ocial Distance Lyrics




Know they ain't with you
Ain't beneficial
I ain't sentimental
Won't cry a river
Kush to my mental
Back on block like center
I need racks to the ceiling
Growing the brand and the business
Shawty beside me B and Jigga
Niggas gone slime you see em slither
Get a few mil go social distance

Whole lot of pain in my memories
Using the Kush as a remedy
Stepping on shit this ain't Billie Jean
Them bitches they love me like Billy D
I can't do the cap I ain't Double D
She stuffing this pack in her double d's
Whipping the track hawk on the seat
Know that this money Mitch on the beat
Rackys
Baby I get in that action
Don't work ain't nothing gone happen
Your thirst gone cause distractions
I keep my distance
No I ain't change I'm chilling
Tell you the truth I don't vibe with niggas
It get rough no one ride with ya
Me and my bitch we go and get millions
Smoking on purple talking bout Celie
Racks with color stuffed in the ceiling
Outside it's nothing but venom
That's why I don't f*ck with them niggas

Know they ain't with you
Ain't beneficial
I ain't sentimental
Won't cry a river
Kush to my mental
Back on block like center
I need racks to the ceiling
Growing the brand and the business
Shawty beside me B and Jigga
Niggas gone slime you see em slither
Get a few mil go social distance

The world get cold
Keep heat in a Tommy Hil coat
Trap it out when the money get low
Everyday I pray on my soul
Where Chuck at I hope I go
Me and my dawg
We was beating the odds
Play the hand you dealt
Who the f*ck dealt tarot cards
I'm hard on broad
Still got that pain on my heart
I keep iron and starch
Know I ain't playing with them boys
Can't let em take mama boy
Clutching the stick paranoid
Magic like Siegfried and Roy
I wanna hotbox the Porsche
Drag the course
I keep the strap in my lap of course
Classy bitch master course
Show her the racks she nasty for
She want some more

Know they ain't with you
Ain't beneficial
I ain't sentimental
Won't cry a river
Kush to my mental
Back on block like center
I need racks to the ceiling
Growing the brand and the business
Shawty beside me B and Jigga
Niggas gone slime you see em slither
Get a few mil go social distance
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Know they ain't with you
Ain't beneficial
I ain't sentimental
Won't cry a river
Kush to my mental
Back on block like center
I need racks to the ceiling
Growing the brand and the business
Shawty beside me B and Jigga
Niggas gone slime you see em slither
Get a few mil go social distance

Whole lot of pain in my memories
Using the Kush as a remedy
Stepping on shit this ain't Billie Jean
Them bitches they love me like Billy D
I can't do the cap I ain't Double D
She stuffing this pack in her double d's
Whipping the track hawk on the seat
Know that this money Mitch on the beat
Rackys
Baby I get in that action
Don't work ain't nothing gone happen
Your thirst gone cause distractions
I keep my distance
No I ain't change I'm chilling
Tell you the truth I don't vibe with niggas
It get rough no one ride with ya
Me and my bitch we go and get millions
Smoking on purple talking bout Celie
Racks with color stuffed in the ceiling
Outside it's nothing but venom
That's why I don't f*ck with them niggas

Know they ain't with you
Ain't beneficial
I ain't sentimental
Won't cry a river
Kush to my mental
Back on block like center
I need racks to the ceiling
Growing the brand and the business
Shawty beside me B and Jigga
Niggas gone slime you see em slither
Get a few mil go social distance

The world get cold
Keep heat in a Tommy Hil coat
Trap it out when the money get low
Everyday I pray on my soul
Where Chuck at I hope I go
Me and my dawg
We was beating the odds
Play the hand you dealt
Who the f*ck dealt tarot cards
I'm hard on broad
Still got that pain on my heart
I keep iron and starch
Know I ain't playing with them boys
Can't let em take mama boy
Clutching the stick paranoid
Magic like Siegfried and Roy
I wanna hotbox the Porsche
Drag the course
I keep the strap in my lap of course
Classy bitch master course
Show her the racks she nasty for
She want some more

Know they ain't with you
Ain't beneficial
I ain't sentimental
Won't cry a river
Kush to my mental
Back on block like center
I need racks to the ceiling
Growing the brand and the business
Shawty beside me B and Jigga
Niggas gone slime you see em slither
Get a few mil go social distance
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Writer: Christopher Choice Jr.
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Language: English
Length: 2:29
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