Just Chris - Extra (feat. Nink) Lyrics

N.i.n.k
Nink
Know the name
It's Just Chris
Just Chris
Cuffing my drink
In the blink of an eye it can get messy
I'm on my extra
Like i'm already on it can only get better
Keeping my head up
Done been through all you only get fed up
That's when i get extra
Don't make me be extra
Cuffing my drink
In the blink of an eye it can get messy
I'm on my extra
Like i'm already on it can only get better
Keeping my head up
Done been through all you only get fed up
That's when i get extra
Don't make me be extra
I be iced out like ice trays in a freezer
All my money stacked in the bank on a visa
Niggas know my flow hot like i got a fever
They running slow i'm running fast to the bag
Niggas bag? Asking for a hand out
They clout chasing my cum in her mouth she tasting
These shoes i'm lacing Kyrie's on my feet
We be's in the street play my music on repeat
If i tell you something sweat about the street don't repeat it
Like a punching bag how that pussy get treated woah
Niggas lousy my niggas housing
My bitch harder than you niggas Ronda Rousey
Niggas snitching to the cops they be getting mouthy
I need fifty thousand for my show that's in the future
Speak that shit into existences no our styles ain't mutual
You be holding back resistant ball like griffin from the pistons
Cuffing my drink
In the blink of an eye it can get messy
I'm on my extra
Like i'm already on it can only get better
Keeping my head up
Done been through all you only get fed up
That's when i get extra
Don't make me be extra
Cuffing my drink
In the blink of an eye it can get messy
I'm on my extra
Like i'm already on it can only get better
Keeping my head up
Done been through all you only get fed up
That's when i get extra
Don't make me be extra
Niggas quick to envy what i got
See they don't know the story
I've been through a lot
There really ain't denying what i got
If time is money then i'm sitting on the clock
I never forget to thank god
Almost thought of using a glock
I thought about shooting a cop
Then hit a switch-ah-roo with the plot
Ironically school was the spot
I could have been a fool but I'm not
I had to find a route to the top
The door wouldn't budge it was blocked
I had to use a tool on the lock
Its all about shooting your shot
And i always been a fool with the rock
You fools ain't doing enough
While you act like you doing a lot
On my own I don't need no practice it's like cheating
I don't do beef I'm like vegan they say it's hard than
I make it look easy what he say that one dude John Cena
I'm doing 90 on the freeway i don't believe in no leeway
To bring it back to John Cena so far gone you can't see me
If i get stopped I might leave em
No cap on god I might leave em
Could have been dead but I'm still breathing
F*ck down I don't look at cement the grounds
Too far I cant see it !
New I would take off from the start
Your the one who didn't believe it
Its like the hard parts fighting my own people
But the hardest part is fighting my own demons