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ceo trayle - count your days كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
ayy
ain’t got time for loafin’
(skrrt)
(mash billi want a milli’)
ayy, ain’t got time for loafin’, uh
stepped out the spot, uh
jumped off the porch, red dot, uh
uh, uh, headshot

[verse]
ayy, i don’t care what these n_ggas say they got, ’cause we okay
introduce a real block spinner on the case
pop a half a inbox, then another half a inbox, that’s a double take
heard you gettin’ your guns confiscated, uh
gettin’ your chokers taken
they say, “4, stop playin'”
if i pop a xanax, i’ll end up in the can
i can pop up on his family, but that’s not in the plan
ayy, white reese’s, white dope, my lambo’ got a tan
rockin’ camouflage and 40 glocks like this afghanistan
b_tch tryna get near, givе no f_ck a fan, uh
sing me five c4 songs ’cause b_tch, you is not stan
margiеla, these not vans
off them percs, propel a man
get up with you later, baby, and won’t never see you again
ayy, ayy, said she wanna ride the white horse, ayy
c4 smoked a n_gga, they say he had a high score
ayy, the drink ain’t too dark, said they poured a light four
ayy, ayy, ho weak with the drank, that’s a dp on the porch
uh, n_ggas big cap, link me to a source
yeah, you heard the dispatch, dangerous retort
down south n_gga, we go shopping in new york
ayy, for clout, n_gga, ’cause we do this sh_t for sport
watch your mouth, crazy, 4 put shooters at your door
i just paid your rent on some shoes out dior, uh
n_gga, you see that stick, lookin’ clueless, what’s it for?
ask that b_tch, “what’s my name?” say, “big bad throat”
what’s a 4 to a 4? now let’s make an eight, uh
what’s a thirty? bop a thirty in another state
n_gga ran off on the gang so he chose his fate
he still come outside with that sh_t on, he know it’s fake
ayy, ayy, turn dora the explorer, on a perc’ search, ayy
open my eyes, brush my t__th, pop that perc’ first
i was trappin’ when y’all said you was juggin’, i’m a bad influencer
got a big influence over these b_tches, i need two of her
pour that sh_t straight up with that ice raw, uh
put it inside my pants a different way, that pipe fall
i’m so happy i turned eighteen, i can go buy a k, uh
turned nineteen and then the judge took all my guns away
n_gga, i’ll make you rich
all you gotta do is be a spot watcher in this b_tch
ayy, don’t worry ’bout nothin’, you won’t go out like money mitch
baby 4 said f_ck it, he ain’t did nothin’ wrong, no punishments
ayy, them right here so high, it don’t make no f_ckin’ sense

- ceo trayle

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