certified bray youngest n charge şarkı sözleri
Yeah, I'm the youngest in charge, ayy I'm the youngest in charge, ayy
I'm the youngest in charge, ayy I'm the youngest in charge, ayy
I'm the youngest in charge, ayy CB
I'm the youngest in charge and that shit be a fact
You speak up my name and that shit get you whacked
I pull up the whip and it sound like a scat
Watch the gang put that shit on the map
Mmm, let's go
If I catch me a opp ' im spinnin' some more
We gon' hang out the window, I'm lettin' it blow
When I walk through the door, boy, you better get low
On that nigga, you must've forgot
I ain't fuckin' no bitch, I ain't cuffin' no thot
I was clutching the Glock on the block
Nigga, come down this way, I'ma bust at his top
New whip, this bitch go fast
I done got in that mode and I'm back in my bag
When you mention me, nigga, don't bring up my past
F*ck all these bitches, that money gon' last
If a nigga want smoke, then we bring out the heat
F*ck all the Instagram beef we can meet
Hop out the car, we hop out on feet
The real slime, baby, I'm slimin' you out
A fan wanna f*ck, but I wanted her mouth
I ain't trippin' bout shit, so I keep the bitch out
Dont mention my name, that's like chasing clout
These niggas be lame and I'm slimin em out
I ain't have it, I bet I won't power
Cause I made that shit work just by breakin' the doubt
Me and CB the hardest that's out
We the hardest young niggas, gon' see what we bout
And I bet he get clapped just for runnin' his mouth
Got a Glock 22 in this, airin' you out
And I'm holdin' some shells, I'll pass him around
I done had me some bands that I pushed out of town
Ayy, youngest in charge and we standin
This ain't a clique, this a team, understand that
Polo white tee with a Glock just to match that
Callin' some shots, tell the bro just to bang back
Give it a look and it's good, then he bang that
I'm killin' once and it's loud, double wrapped that
We havin' poles in the house where we stash at
Speak on the game, dump his ass where the trash at
1D with the Glock on IG and I'm posin
Yeah, they tryna ban me for the shit I be posin
God picked me and he told me I'm chosen
Demons inside me, I feel like I'm hopeless
Ayy, but I can't quit, tryna sign me a deal
And just make some bread quick, put my mind to town
No more frowny days, cause I keep a K
For them rainy days, me and CB makin' heat
D Glock, gang, let's go