Cheat Cxdes Songtext
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Cheat Cxdes Songtext
Catch me on your block
Always mobbin′ with my niggas
Countin' hunnids up to the light
Hunnid niggas in the ceiling, yeah
Bout the fuckin guap!
I don′t think they even get it
Pockets stacked up like it's lunch
Pull up nev-
Weh the bloodclat do you, siddung?
Cheated on the code, I can see it clearly now, yeah
Thought you would've known bout how it flows out of my mouth, yeah
They don′t wanna see me when my jeans got on the pouch, yeah
Baby wants to snort from a nigga out of town, yeah
Catch me on your block
Always mobbin′ with my niggas
Countin' hunnids up to the light
Hunnid niggas in the ceiling, yeah
Bout the fuckin guap!
I don′t think they even get it
Pockets stacked up like it's lunch
Pull up never causin′ racket, fight
Yeah
Damn down
I like gin shots poured in my beer (Yeah)
I'm not fazed
Busted chance
But I stand down
I sign papers for the papers, it′s so weird
Okay, I go buy more shit it makes me crazy
Still no fear, down
I'm in my woes
Everything's out of control tonight, yeah
You played a role
This is no movie
Turn off the lights, yeah
She′s on her phone
Textin′ her bros
I tell her goodbye, yeah
That shit is old
Put that shit down
You're getting too hype, yeah
Makin a killin I′m feelin around
I got different synonyms
I can't waste my time chasin′ all of these women
I'm buildin
And buildin
And smashin the ceilin′, like fuck it, yeah
I'm bout to grow (Hoo)
Niggas wanna play the rogue life (Yeah)
50 stacks in a fort night
Leavin' bottles by the roadside
We ain′t leavin before I go mine
Never snitchin on an old life
Tell him no, tell him no, tell him no, got it right, yeah
I sit along with all my demons cuz they′re nice, yeah
In my room I can feel it in my mind, yeah
Catch me on your block
Always mobbin' with my niggas
Countin′ hunnids up to the light
Hunnid niggas in the ceiling, yeah
Bout the fuckin guap!
I don't think they even get it
Pockets stacked up like it′s lunch
Pull up never causin' racket, fight
Catch me on your block
Always mobbin′ with my niggas
Countin' hunnids up to the light
Hunnid niggas in the ceiling, yeah
Bout the fuckin guap!
I don't think they even get it
Pockets stacked up like it′s lunch
Pull up never causin′ racket, fight
Always mobbin′ with my niggas
Countin' hunnids up to the light
Hunnid niggas in the ceiling, yeah
Bout the fuckin guap!
I don′t think they even get it
Pockets stacked up like it's lunch
Pull up nev-
Weh the bloodclat do you, siddung?
Cheated on the code, I can see it clearly now, yeah
Thought you would've known bout how it flows out of my mouth, yeah
They don′t wanna see me when my jeans got on the pouch, yeah
Baby wants to snort from a nigga out of town, yeah
Catch me on your block
Always mobbin′ with my niggas
Countin' hunnids up to the light
Hunnid niggas in the ceiling, yeah
Bout the fuckin guap!
I don′t think they even get it
Pockets stacked up like it's lunch
Pull up never causin′ racket, fight
Yeah
Damn down
I like gin shots poured in my beer (Yeah)
I'm not fazed
Busted chance
But I stand down
I sign papers for the papers, it′s so weird
Okay, I go buy more shit it makes me crazy
Still no fear, down
I'm in my woes
Everything's out of control tonight, yeah
You played a role
This is no movie
Turn off the lights, yeah
She′s on her phone
Textin′ her bros
I tell her goodbye, yeah
That shit is old
Put that shit down
You're getting too hype, yeah
Makin a killin I′m feelin around
I got different synonyms
I can't waste my time chasin′ all of these women
I'm buildin
And buildin
And smashin the ceilin′, like fuck it, yeah
I'm bout to grow (Hoo)
Niggas wanna play the rogue life (Yeah)
50 stacks in a fort night
Leavin' bottles by the roadside
We ain′t leavin before I go mine
Never snitchin on an old life
Tell him no, tell him no, tell him no, got it right, yeah
I sit along with all my demons cuz they′re nice, yeah
In my room I can feel it in my mind, yeah
Catch me on your block
Always mobbin' with my niggas
Countin′ hunnids up to the light
Hunnid niggas in the ceiling, yeah
Bout the fuckin guap!
I don't think they even get it
Pockets stacked up like it′s lunch
Pull up never causin' racket, fight
Catch me on your block
Always mobbin′ with my niggas
Countin' hunnids up to the light
Hunnid niggas in the ceiling, yeah
Bout the fuckin guap!
I don't think they even get it
Pockets stacked up like it′s lunch
Pull up never causin′ racket, fight
Writer(s): Marius Listhrop, Ian Edson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
