Celibate Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Bra grew up eating chicken pot pies
Then went and killed a nigga
Niggas play tough off watching Sci-fi
Which way you think is realer
Asking questions cause I don't know now
This street shit got tender
Nigga better watch what come out his mouth
Or go to Aspen Dental
Cleveland a city where shit get real
Man it ain't even get real yet
If he play foul
Hit a nigga with a tech
Nigga wanna link up
Tell him I'm celibate
Everybody know I'm the biggest
I be cooking fish
Everybody want to be the littest
Every nigga wanna be Mitch
And they all dead they should be in the book of Guinness
Nigga that played him ain't tripping
Home with his kids man these niggas so finished
They ain't even trying to get no money
I'm a trapaholic man I mind my motherfucking business
Came up off two dogs
One was a shepherd one was black
And you couldn't even pet it
Remember days I was selling
Shit got big I ain't even know I needed stamps to mail it
Came in class on time I'd get a call
Then my teacher ask where I was headed
Knew I was never gone fall help my mama
Had enough money to go buy a pendant
Niggas see me in the mall fresh as fuck
Fucking your bitch I do some damage
Stacking this money so tall look like a brick
Put it on my head and I make a sandwiches
Had to wash my hands and I had that urge
I waited my turn yea I had some manners
Nigga thought shit was sweet cause I had a backpack on
Look in that bitch you'll see a hammer
Nigga slept on me got my money in peace
I ain't never ever worry about getting jammed up
Tell that bitch I'm celibate aye don't hit my phone
Or my niggas gone come masked up
Yeah yeah made a couple bands off scams yea
Me and my niggas on the phone
We gone laugh yeah
Me and my niggas get money
I ain't never post it on Instagram
Made 50k in 2023
Yeah I'ma take a risk on half
Man niggas be so sawdy
I wish I could cut they intake in half
I knew this nigga wasn't playing
When he put him on the Cleveland remembrance tag
I knew he shot 50 and it hit 48
Cause I'm a lil' pro in math
I'm with the homie eating brunch sipping tea
Yea all this nigga do is laugh
Recognize his face on a RIP t
Yeah all I could say was damn
Strap like the army never been overseas
Ready to take you down for a splash
Hella hoes on me got him wet like a sink
I'll pass if you pay for ass
Keep rolls like I'm smoking that grass
All this money I keep in the stash