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ceo trayle – thirty clip كلمات اغاني

[intro]
(stribb on the beat)
(ayy, don, this beat dumb)

[verse]
i was havin’ thoughts to myself ’bout my wealth and my health, uh
n_ggas know i got these bodies under my belt, uh
n_ggas know i got the trophy for high speed on my shelf
ayy, shake somethin’
ayy, watch your tone, ’cause i might break somethin’
folks ‘nem in tune with them switches, they might make somethin’
green light a dude, thirty shots how we gon’ wake him
if they sleepin’ on you still, uh
eat what we k!ll, know we eatin’ what we k!ll
you lookin’ like a meal
uh, i’ma drive on this mission, you ain’t got no wheel
heard that n_gga hiding went missing, c4 just signed a deal
n_ggas tryna rob like who? is you for real?
that backdoor sh_t came from reckless, r.i.p. the real
backdoor sh_t for real n_ggas only, we don’t steal
take something, n_gga say you took it, it is what it is
ayy, ayy, black air forcin’, movin’ with caution
yeah, i caught a body, then i moved with the georgians
ayy, catch another beat and then go key with the floridians
ayy, catch another beat and then i be in new orleans
hey, it’s the big glock toter, opp smoker
bad b_tch back broker, the opps broker
up that cl!ck clack, man, i joker, the bridge is over
get it out the mud with all my brothers, ayy, she say i’m southern
what, you think i’m country? put the clip inside the k
long live von, he from the o, ayy, you lil’ f_ck n_ggas in my way
and n_gga, i been the ceo, [?] was crazy
are you worried? why you in my business? knew these n_ggas was hatin’
call me mr. backdoor, ayy, it’s the backdoor kicker
walk in, lay them f_ck n_ggas down, lil’ n_gga, it’s a stick, uh
it was me and pluto, but we knew they would switch up
after i f_ck your b_tch, i’m holdin’ my wrist up, go
oh, she sucked c4 d_ck, then you kissed that ho
first she started with a pic, then her insta’ froze, uh
nutted on that b_tch face, my wrist too froze
said she saw my other b_tch and it went to blows
yeah, we don’t do no fightin’ here
b_tch said she f_cked 4, why the f_ck you lyin’ here?
n_gga, i went to sleep on that bed, she was lyin’ here
i’m growin’ out my mane, n_gga, the lion hair
lil’ b_tch just said i’m fly as f_ck like it’s flying gear
i was told if i don’t give no f_cks, you not flying here
ayy, once you get inside that pan, you gon’ fry in here
and one spill up out that band, then we out of here, on god

- ceo trayle

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