C.E.L.I.N.E. Lyrics

Yea, look at my pockets they blue

Gang turn your bitch a masseuse

Get popped in your shit for some views

Vetements, Prada, Celine

I told my bitch she could choose

Me and thirteen, we a team

These niggas know we don't lose

Somebody cut off the snooze cause these niggas sleep

I just want Ricky, my bitch want Alyx

That boy a fed, trying to move like police

Tell you the truth cuz I got me a piece

My bitch a freak she gone put it on me

I push the gas like the motor on 'E'

Twin got a carbon right under the seat

Reign finna drop and they couldn't believe (hah)

Mista Reign finna go manic, I got me some money my wrist on titanic

I'm rocking all black but I'm never satanic (hah)

Gang off the yerks and the planet (hah)

My shawty classy and nasty, I don't like her boujee cause she know I got me some money

Too many hoes, two pretty bitches

Too many clothes, too many sticks I got too many foes

Too many drugs, too many O's

Too many guns, too many loads

Too many hoes, got too much lust

Too many sticks, get swept like dust

Too many niggas I cannot trust

Too many voices I can't hear none

Nigga run up, better test your luck (ha-ha)

Yea, look at my pockets they blue

Gang turn your bitch a masseuse

Get popped in your shit for some views

Vetements, Prada, Celine

I told my bitch she could choose

Me and thirteen, we a team

These niggas know we don't lose

Somebody cut off the snooze cause these niggas sleep

I just want Ricky, my bitch want Alyx

That boy a fed, trying to move like police

Tell you the truth cuz I got me a piece

My bitch a freak she gone put it on me

I push the gas like the motor on 'E'

Twin got a carbon right under the seat

Reign finna drop and they couldn't believe (shlatt)