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I be running shit just like a track meet Your bitch a pro the way she always track meat She call my phone like Cel I need my back beat I never let her in I hit her in the backseat Nigga show me something cause you know that talk cheap P just cashed out track hawk, black jeep Keep a ladder on us cause you know the bag deep I keep dunking on niggas I got a bad knee But if you ask me If you ask me Cel how you do it like that why you moving like that Keep a tool in my lap I can't f*ck with new niggas They moving like rats I don't like to carry But AB he strapped Addicted to money Like crackheads and crack I don't know why niggas think they can challenge me I make it look easy you make it look challenging I make shit happen You sit there imagining Niggas be saying that I don't do shit Why your crew so lit When I shoot I don't miss Bada boom bada bing one shot and you hit MJ that's my nigga AMS grade six You'll get left when I'm right Niggas sweet like a twix I feel like Lil Uzi I just wanna rock I feel like Lil Pump Gucci gang to the socks My niggas we tight just like Lege and his locks You niggas be in while I'm out of the box Don't invest in no hoes Go invest in some stocks Can't stop chasing this money till I touch a M Stand on my money I'm taller than Em I'm a rap god bitch, I'm better than Em Counting up money with me and my friends Just me and my amigos Your bitch she a freak hoe All that it took was a shot of the Migos Hit the gas station and fer want some Cheetos These hoes go where we go we not equal I'm evil Crumble a nigga like some Doritos Coming in hot like a motherfucking torpedo De Mayo, Cinco, Balldhead, Ne-Yo You niggas be acting funny like Danny DeVito Up down left right I'm a fucking cheatcode Okay what's next Sergio pulling up V8 in a Vette And I know I'm the best andI'm not trying to flex I'm a real humble nigga I know Jordyn can attest Banging out west, slanging out west 45 on my hip but Kayden keep it in her vest When I start rapping I make it look magical Keep joking with me cause I know you impractical What happened to bro that shit sound like it's tragical What the f*ck are you saying you sounding irrational All those songs that I make they turn into a classical All those songs that I make they turn into a bop All those songs that you make they turn into a flop All the lies that they saying that shit need to stop W-Y-D and W-Y-A Stop asking them questions you move like a cop Big dog to these niggas I feel like The Rock This shit really fire I might need to drop
Sanatçı: CEL
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Şarkı Süresi: 2:03
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