Ghetto Celebrity Ces Cru (Ft. Info Gates, JL & Joey Cool)

[Hook: Bre the 1st Lady]
Crystal black pearl interior, ebony
Riding like a Lost Boy, feeling like a Kennedy
Repping west hemisphere, my med is amphetamine
My mellow my Benzedrine, my ghetto celebrity

[Verse 1: Godemis]
Ain't no time to fuck around
It sound like we got a hit
If you call yourself a rapper, that just mean you gotta spit
All I hear is bars about these bitches and Bugatti shit
Everybody hating, ain't enough to get new Godi lit

[Verse 2: Info Gates]
John C. Holmes in the kitchen, fuck him and beat him
Y'all are ass backwards like if you can't join 'em then beat 'em

[Verse 3: Joey Cool]
See me finger fuck the world while you fuckers fighting for freedom
They be trying to put the scope on the demon but never see him
Believe what you see and what they can add at a pair a diem
Now gates make a marinate, light the grill up and fucking eat 'em

[Verse 4: Ubiquitous]
So what's the reason for jealousy, envious lust and treason
You feel like we're Justin Bieber, I feel like you must be dreaming
For real