Celine Lyrics

What G19

Uh ion even sip no lean

What we send a shot at ya spleen

Uh they be talking don't what what that mean

Glock right under my seat

I get money repat

I be making bread

I ain't even talking bout wheat

Talking bout you hate me

Next week Gon ask for a feat

And they thinking that's it free

Dummy that's Gon be a fee

Why they be talking they mean

Subi all over my jean

Used to rock H&M

Now I be up in Celine

I been winning to much

When I lose it feel like a dream

Gotta go hard for the team

Saw lil bro turn feen

I Gotta run up this green

I'm only seventeen

I'm in that brand new whip

Speed like lighting McQueen

I keep a G19

I got aim don't need no beam

How you Gon do the extreme

You know my hoodie supreme

Run up this money redeem

I Gotta let off some steam

Y'all be funny y'all looking like memes

Dummy I got aim

Would've thought I was up Ina marines

Y'all be acting fishy

I ain't even talking sardines

What G19

Uh ion even sip no lean

What we send a shot at ya spleen

Uh they be talking don't what what that mean

Glock right under my seat

I get money repat

I be making bread

I ain't even talking bout wheat

Talking bout you hate me

Next week Gon ask for a feat

And they thinking that's it free

Dummy that's Gon be a fee

Why they be talking they mean

Subi all over my jean

Used to rock H&M

Now I be up in Celine

I been winning to much

When I lose it feel like a dream

Gotta go hard for the team

Saw lil bro turn feen