Cel Lyrics

I be running shit just like a track meet

Your bitch a pro the way she always track

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She call my phone like Cel I need my back beat

I never let her in I hit her in the backseat

Nigga show me something cause you know that talk cheap

P just cashed out track hawk, black jeep

Keep a ladder on us cause you know the bag deep

I keep dunking on niggas I got a bad knee

But if you ask me

If you ask me

Cel how you do it like that

why you moving like that

Keep a tool in my lap

I can't fuck with new niggas

They moving like rats

I don't like to carry But AB he strapped Addicted to money

Like crackheads and crack

I don't know why niggas think they can challenge me

I make it look easy

you make it look challenging

I make shit happen

You sit there imagining

Niggas be saying that I don't do shit

Why your crew so lit

When I shoot I don't miss

Bada boom bada bing one shot and you hit

MJ that's my nigga AMS grade six

You'll get left when I'm right

Niggas sweet like a twix

I feel like Lil Uzi I just wanna rock

I feel like Lil Pump Gucci gang to the socks

My niggas we tight just like Lege and his locks

You niggas be in while I'm out of the box

Don't invest in no hoes

Go invest in some stocks

Can't stop chasing this money till I touch a M

Stand on my money I'm taller than Em

I'm a rap god bitch, I'm better than Em

Counting up money with me and my friends Just me and my amigos

Your bitch she a freak hoe

All that it took was a shot of the Migos

Hit the gas station and fer want some Cheetos These hoes go where we go we not equal

I'm evil

Crumble a nigga like some Doritos

Coming in hot like a motherfucking torpedo

De Mayo, Cinco, Balldhead, Ne-Yo

You niggas be acting funny like Danny DeVito

Up down left right I'm a fucking cheatcode

Okay what's next

Sergio pulling up V8 in a Vette

And I know I'm the best andI'm not trying to flex

I'm a real humble nigga I know Jordyn can attest

Banging out west, slanging out west

45 on my hip but Kayden keep it in her vest

When I start rapping I make it look magical Keep joking with me cause I know you impractical

What happened to bro that shit sound like it's tragical

What the fuck are you saying you sounding irrational

All those songs that I make they turn into a classical

All those songs that I make they turn into a bop

All those songs that you make they turn into a flop

All the lies that they saying that shit need to stop

W-Y-D and W-Y-A

Stop asking them questions you move like a cop

Big dog to these niggas I feel like The Rock

This shit really fire I might need to drop