
Achieve ft. Chasinbreesh & AllRealJae Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
Energy, make this one
Haha, yo
That's very rich
Yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, I'm on
Look, look, uh
FNNK brought the hoe to the winning team
Bitches all up in this section talkin' bout Luh Breesh
Niggas pillow talkin'
I got stripes on this White tee, I really sock em
He say he want it more, so you know I gotta pop him
Big bag full of money, this is not a purse
Talkin' hard on the gram, It gon hit dey nerves
I got caught in my lie, I need to rehearse
That gone, nigga
Fuck, nigga
You stupid bitch
Blowin any nigga, feelin' somethin' like Lil' Dirk
Hoes call me broke, must be talkin' off two perks
Chops up big, blow a nigga straight to Turks
Or maybe Caicos
He said I'm a bitch, tell that nigga case closed
Louie V All real, somethin' like Jae
Niggas flake, movin' around like they some gays
It's ChasinBreesh, bitch, you know I'm all about my pape
I came thru, how them niggas end up relayed
This heavy shit, damn nigga could drop a moose
I'm carryin' on my back, need a good masseuse
Attached to them, made them walk with a missing tooth
Don't hop, made them shit, smell some doo-doo
All American, the chop seem somethin' like coop
2025 is our year, shout out to the troop
Pussy ass Jit
Yeah, everyone, fuck up
Fuck up
Fuck up
Fuck up
Fuck up
What'd he say
Huh
Huh
Pour a four in my double cup
Lil' shawty tellin' me she bad, she gon' buckle up
Let a nigga play about my bitch, she gon' knuckle up
Bought a Louis bag and B.B. Bell, fuck the numbers up
Every nigga broke and talkin' shit on the instrument
Pull up, drop a hundred thousand just for a Polo Flannel
All them niggas talkin' about fake news, gon' switch the channel
Lil' bitch is always tryna fuck, I'ma go commando
Pull up to the store, tryna rob i- fuck, I drop the ammo
Only time a nigga like Mac is when it touch the Yams
Every time I drop a fit pic, she gon' like the gram
Baby tryna go and fuck me, suck me, baby, on cam
Pull up to the scene, drop 30 and pull off in the lamb
Damn
Man, your nigga might die if he ever
Try and come and test me
Thought he had a Lamb This lame-ass nigga
Pulled up in his Chevy, lil' bitch, I'm like, pizza text my phone, she said she hotand ready
She ate the whole balls and suck me up
Somethin' like spaghetti
If I was Tony on that show, no doubt I would've fucked Jessie
But I'm gone, though
I don't want your lil' bitch, I got my own hoes
Fuck your lil' off-white, I got my own clothes nigga
Fuck you
And whatever fuckin' crew I got, some niggas I can call
that can put you on the news
I got some bullets I can send out to leave you with a bruise
But i Aint Worried Bout yall niggas cause im steady stacking blues
(for real) (blues nigga)