USSR CHRISTO

[Hook]
Sunshine Christo, bitch I keep a pistol
Lower down that window
Bullets fly out like missiles, and I make sure they won't miss you
Diving board nigga, cause I make sure to flip you
Take a trip to the doctors, I'ma sick you

[Verse 1]
Tote a hammer, USSR Christo
USSR Christo, I'm so high, I'm in space
Motorhead Christo, bitch I want the Ace of Spades
My cup is so filled up with dirty lemonade
In my whip, blasting Black Kray, down the interstate
It's a Sunday, but I trap like it's a Monday
Everyday feels like a Monday, I hate Monday
I'm so fucking hungover, sometimes I wish was sober
I want the main plate, I don't want leftovers
Getting so lucky, I don't need a four clover
Bitch I'm mad dumb cause I never did my homework

[Bridge]
Shy guy, but I'm not a Shy Guy
I'ma live guy, watch me ride by
Watch me slide by, slip and slide by
Spend one night, then I tell her goodybe
Goodbye

[Verse 2]
Fuck YouTube, bring back ECBP
Free ECBP that nigga was the MVP
EmoChaoBankrollPosse, don't terminate their channel over nothing
Over nothing
USSR Christo, hammer and a sicke
Fly around like a seagull, I'ma take your shit yeah
Fuck sharing shit, I don't wanna be a communist, I just wanna be rich
Money in my pocket, doesn't matter where I got it
If I want it, I'ma rob it
If I want it, I'ma cop it
Where'd your phone go, I think you lost it
I'ma help you search for it, while it sits in my pocket

[Hook]
Sunshine Christo, bitch I keep a pistol
Lower down that window
Bullets fly out like missiles, and I make sure they won't miss you
Diving board nigga, cause I make sure to flip you
Take a trip to the doctors, I'ma sick you