
CC's n CPNs Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
(Full metal jacket cause its cold outside)
(All them niggas talking crazy gone be homicide)
Aye
Full metal jacket cause a nigga when I stepped in the party
I'm flipping packs Tony Hawk a Nigga feeling gnarly
We locked eyes she looked at me and said "what's yo hobby?"
I said "bitch you know I scam niggas"
I got them CCs coming in and they do damage baby
Just send yo SSN and ID I'll have you flexed up
Tired of niggas talmbout
"Yo Baby Cap you're next up"
Fuck up out my face for I leave yo ass with a wet shirt
Finally got the picture niggas see you up and love to hate
It ain't my fault you broke, bummy, and ain't got no Pape
It ain't my fault to get some play you got to dinner date
Bounce out of the 'Vette like I just came back from outer space
CPN just hit I'm finna go and blow some racks
Rocking drip that you don't even find inside a Saks
We ain't worried 'bout no Opp niggas now and never have
We got loadout drop
Forty Glock extended mags
Throw the frag I'm finna blow a nigga head off
Mechanic pencil, gone ahead and break that led off
Johnnys blurped
Had it on me so I sped off
Cherokee Bill I ain't finna have no standoff like blow blow
While he ain't looking
I don't care my morals all across the board right now
These bitches thick my money all across the floor right now
We copped a Telly so it's all type of whores right now
Remy Martin
Casamigos
Got these bitches bumping
Hope these hoes ain't beefing cause if so these bitches thumping
All these bitches ratchet so if one fight then they jumping
All these niggas looking at me funny gone get dumped at
Full metal jacket cause a nigga when I stepped in the party
I'm flipping packs Tony Hawk a Nigga feeling gnarly
We locked eyes she looked at me and said "what's yo hobby?"
I said "bitch you know I scam niggas"
I got them CCs coming in and they do damage baby
Just send yo SSN and ID I'll have you flexed up
Tired of niggas talmbout
"Yo Baby Cap you're next up"
Fuck up out my face for I leave yo ass with a wet shirt
Finally got the picture niggas see you up and love to hate
It ain't my fault you broke, bummy, and ain't got no Pape
It ain't my fault to get some play you got to dinner date
Bounce out of the 'Vette like I just came back from outer space
She looked at me and said "what's yo hobby?"
Like I'm a astronaut
I got them CC's coming in and they do damage baby
I said "bitch you know I scam niggas"
Just send yo SSN and ID I'll have you flexed up