Cruella De Vil Lyrics

Yea my bitch is evil like she Cruella de vil

Watch out for ya people gotta get em out the field

Failing not an option so I gotta go prevail

I'm just really rapping how the fuck I really feel

The way this money jumpin' you would think I wanna chill

Kickin' back and smokin dope pop a new seal

20 different flavors you can get a new deal

22 a piece I'm like fuck it oh well

Finna get em gone finna send em through the mail

They copying the trends cause they see we livin' well

Tryna Cartier my lens Gotta take care of my self

I can make it to the end let the legend tell the tale

What the fuck you really mean If you tell me then it's done

I got 50 in my jeans, let my bitches hold the ones

Had to put away the lean had to put away the guns

Just so I could show ya team that you pussies

really none

We been steppin' on shit since bout 2018

I was 18 thinkin' bout a 18

28 grams rollin' up for my team

Pack after game had me stuck off the green

Call my lil bitch to go serve all the fiends

In love with this money the crop of the cream

The top of the morning I'm making her scream

the top of the morning I'm making her scream

Yea my bitch is evil like she Cruella de vil

Watch out for ya people gotta get em out the field

Failing not an option so I gotta go prevail

I'm just really rapping how the fuck I really feel

The way this money jumpin you would think I wanna chill

Kickin back and smokin dope pop a new seal

20 different flavors you can get a new deal

22 a piece I'm like fuck it oh well

If I could do it all again I swear I wouldn't change shit

If you could do it all again I bet you pick another bitch

I bet you pick another plan I bet you another grab another stick

But now we shot him and his man's and I just took another sip

You can listen to the pain as we tell the untold

Face look the same as the bodies turn cold

When we dead and gone see the songs unfold

Just know when I'm gone I couldn't take it no mo bitch

Get off yo ass and go get you some motion you sitting and hopin' bitch get back I'll do it myself

Chains on my neck got me chokin' lil boy I'm not jokin' im chasing real muhfuckin wealth

Mafia gas you can tell by the smell, pull up and hop out just like the cartel

Back off lil hoe fore I take off my belt, got all we need we don't want nothing else

Yea my bitch is evil like she Cruella de vil

Watch out for ya people gotta get em out the field

Failing not an option so I gotta go prevail

I'm just really rapping how the fuck I really feel

The way this money jumpin you would think I wanna chill

Kickin back and smokin dope pop a new seal

20 different flavors you can get a new deal

22 a piece I'm like fuck it oh well