No Advance CHRIST DILLINGER, CXRPSE & TrippyThaKid

[Verse 1: CHRIST DILLINGER]
I done ran up a bag, no advance (Fony Wallace, biatch)
All this red in my cup, it got me in a trance
Sippin' on drank out in France
My money stretch, it expands
All this drank in my cup, I feel good
Smokin' on gas out a Backwood
I ran up a check 'cause I did what I should
See a Louis V print if you check where I stood
You ain't gettin' money, drop the act
We done run up a check, nigga, that's just a fact
Take a look at my cup, see it's full up with Act'
I done fucked up my money, don't know how to act
I just heard your new tape, it's corny
Fuckin' my money, I'm horny
That nigga broke, he can't do nothin' for me
Your shit got me snorin', it bore me
My wrist cold like a yeti
I make her bed rock, she betty
Paint on her face like my name was Rossetti
Take a look at my pockets, got 'fetti on 'fetti
I fucked his bitch, I'm petty
One sip of my drink, she deady
One sip of that Wock', I'm ready
Gettin' the bread like a deli
Nigga run up, he get hit with the steel
She got a fat ass, I don't care if it's real
Louis V head to toe with no deal
Double C on the back of my heel
I keep a blick concealed
I ain't buyin' no drink if the seal wasn't sealed
I got his bitch wet like a seal
Chasin' the bag up, ran it up, for real