[Verse 1: CEO]
Had to cut off some friends, I ain't need 'em
If I ever said somethin', then I mean it
And this wock' in my cup got me leanin'
I'ma take a sip, then I am dreamin'
Made a pack, disappear like houdini
And all of my phones go "Poof" like a genie
I remember niggas used to be in the back of the back
Now they see us on T.V
I been up so long, I ain't really felt down in a minute
Now the whole team smile 'cause we winnin'
AMG truck with a loud-ass engine and a 5% tint 'cause I'm out 'my business
Ain't no way that lil' baby gon' rock while I'm in it
I'm thinkin' bout havin' a child whilе I'm in it
I'm a real C.E.O. just to be specific
I'm outеr space, you can tell by my pendant
I got Za's in my wood, yeah, I get faded
Rick on my jacket and toes, I ain't basic
My bitch a Barbie, and she lookin' Blasian
I get to a bag like my pops in the 80's
I don't give a fuck about cops when we racin'
I think I can finally say "Mama, we made it"
Put my niggas in positions and places
Money shower in the club, got 'em rakin'
Promethazine in this purp', got me rollin'
Ain't respondin' to niggas 'cause half of 'em trollin'
These niggas gon' change like a fuckin' emoji
I get a bag and I get it in motion
Don't gotta prove nothin', I'm stayin' to my city
Your nigga a rat, so that mean that you Minnie
All blue hunnids, bitch, these ain't no fifties
Pray everyday, good lord know I am sinnin'
Had to cut off some friends, I ain't need 'em
If I ever said somethin', then I mean it
And this wock' in my cup got me leanin'
I'ma take a sip, then I am dreamin'
Made a pack, disappear like houdini
And all of my phones go "Poof" like a genie
I remember niggas used to be in the back of the back
Now they see us on T.V
I been up so long, I ain't really felt down in a minute
Now the whole team smile 'cause we winnin'
AMG truck with a loud-ass engine and a 5% tint 'cause I'm out 'my business
Ain't no way that lil' baby gon' rock while I'm in it
I'm thinkin' bout havin' a child whilе I'm in it
I'm a real C.E.O. just to be specific
I'm outеr space, you can tell by my pendant
I got Za's in my wood, yeah, I get faded
Rick on my jacket and toes, I ain't basic
My bitch a Barbie, and she lookin' Blasian
I get to a bag like my pops in the 80's
I don't give a fuck about cops when we racin'
I think I can finally say "Mama, we made it"
Put my niggas in positions and places
Money shower in the club, got 'em rakin'
Promethazine in this purp', got me rollin'
Ain't respondin' to niggas 'cause half of 'em trollin'
These niggas gon' change like a fuckin' emoji
I get a bag and I get it in motion
Don't gotta prove nothin', I'm stayin' to my city
Your nigga a rat, so that mean that you Minnie
All blue hunnids, bitch, these ain't no fifties
Pray everyday, good lord know I am sinnin'
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