
certified(Bonus) Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Bitch you ain't, bitch you ain't certified Bitch you ain't, bitch you ain't, bitch you
ain't certified Bitch you ain't certified
Bitch you ain't certified, type drop back on the 95
See the cops look back, they ain't gettin' mine
Hit the spot, hide the glass and we gon' be fine
I can't lose, bitches talkin' bout I'm too fine
New whip, new crib, ain't did it
I ain't got a cap, no I still rock a fitted
I ain't got a rap, no she still be in my mansion
Bitches tryna talk, I ain't lookin' for no tension
Got a bottles, got a track, we to the club now
Niggas in this bitch, no emotion, they the thug now
Track gotta kick when you whip it, make a hawk sound
One false move and might get your ass knocked down
Hottas on me, let you know I'm goin' full throttle
Bitch, wipe your lips while you hit it from the bottle
I ain't gotta say it, but I'm payin' for the models
I came four times, now she walkin' with a wobble
I mean she wobbling, big four, five
And my clip look just like onion rings
Bottle wars in the club, nigga, let's do it
Better think quick with your bitch, you finna lose it
This shit immaculate
If I really drop on my soul, we gon' be havin' it
I'd rather pass the bitch
Yeah, you really pretty, but you silly and I ain't havin' it
Bitch, you ain't certified
Top drop back on the 95
See the cops look back, they ain't gettin' mine
Hit the spot, hide the glass and we gon' be fine
I can't lose, bitches talkin' bout I'm too fine
New whip, new crib, ain't did it
I ain't got a cap, no, I still rock or fit it
I ain't gotta rap, no, she still be in my mansion
Bitches tryna talk, I ain't lookin' for no tension
I fucked a club up, perked, gettin' lean
Got her suckin', baby, showin' up
I don't play with niggas lookin' thick and they too tough
Hit him in his head where he thought I wouldn't do nothin
This shit is too fun
Baby got the wheel while I'm ridin' round two guns
I'm from the Tucson
Hit it with a friend and then I might lose one
And I ain't stoppin' shit, 1942 shots, now I'm hot as shit
I know he hot as shit
All I do is walk in the club feelin' super rich
She just a goopy, bro
No cap, all real, niggas be in every phone
She probably dope though
Think twice, brother, it ain't worth losin' your last show
Bitch, you ain't certified
Top drop back on the 95
See the cops look back, they ain't gettin' mine
Hit the spot, hide the glass and we gon' be fine
I can't lose, bitches talkin' bout I'm too fine
New whip, new crib, bank ditty
I ain't got a cap, no, I still rock a 50
I ain't got a rap, no, she still be in my mansion
Bitch, I'm just tryin' to talk to you, I ain't lookin' for no tension
I ain't lookin' for no tension
I ain't got a rap, no, she still be in my mansion
No, she still be in my mansion
I ain't got a rap, I ain't lookin' for no tension
I ain't lookin' for no tension