CnB ft. pacyp Lyrics

Yea,yea

Yeah, yeah

Had me open up the file like the envelopes

Told you how I'm on it folks

I feel like these people never telling me the honest hopes

So I had to press and go

That girl develop throat

And give me a lil feeling that I would think heaven knows

She give me these erotic shows

Glad you got ironic goals

May be from the burbs but I feel like Toronto pros

Drizzy vibe 24/7 studio hours got this busy flow

Stockton jersey on I hit the pick and roll

You know how the business go

I feel like I'm the white fuckin fifty tho

Ja Morant with it I get shifty oh

Swifty O

If I leave I know the biddies miss me tho

So

Do a brief check

I step

Mic check

Hit em wit the Kye step

Can't fuck up the vision even if you did an eye press

I guess

I'm blessed

And you came in wit a ice test

But I ain't got no ice on

You really think the cuban make it large

You really think complaints make the fars

You really think the chains make the bars

You really think the fame makes the stars

You know how many lames are in charge

You know how many claim to be smart

This for those who care for the hearts

This for those who their for the starts

And prolly stay for all of them parts

Oli jumpin on them parts

Sippin' on this shroom dub cup like it's wocky

When I'm on the stage haters bitches scream out, Foxy

Spicy lil mami wit me, we wit gettin naughty

Smokin on some gas, that'd knock you out like rocky

Ice on my fingers get them bitties hella wet

Coming through we wack, you know we a threat

Wanna see us slide, drop a pin that's a bet

Name a nigga from my city whos flown on a jet

You really think I won't fuck yo bitch

Ayy, Ayy

You really think I didn't fuck yo bitch

AYY, AYY

You really think the cuban make it large

You really think complaints make the fars

You really think the chains make the bars

You really think the fame makes the stars

You know how many lames are in charge

You know how many claim to be smart

This for those who care for the hearts

This for those who their for the starts

And prolly stay for all of them parts

Oli jumpin on them parts