Corley Corley Lyrics

Corley, Corley, where you beenI've been runnin' up the M's

I've been jumpin' out the gym Bussin out I'm bout to bend

Tell me what you tryna spend Youngin i can plug you in

This ain't luck, I'ma do it again I am really one of them

And I need me one of those Maybe a coupe or a rolls,

Pull up in all of my shows Shittin on all my old hoes

Corley, Corley where you been Bussin out I'm bout to bend

I ain't tryna make no friends I'm just tryna make some M's

Okay, I'm laser locked on my way to make some guap

15 in this baby glock filled up to the tip and they be hot

I just left my baby spy Okay, hold on, maybe not

Don't know who bitch this is She suck me up like a baby bop

I made it pop We talk about grams, no, I made it pop

Made a lot We talk about cash, no, I made a lot

And you can take none of this from me I already gave a lot

We hit the trap and bag that shit up like it sav-a-lot

Corley, tell me how you feel I been feelin' like a mill

I ain't tryna sound no deal And that's just how I feel

Corley, tell me how you be How you do that shit with ease

Bitch I do what I please Need to get you some of these

And I'm really one of them Run that shit all up again

Mami pull up in the Benz I might do the coupe or the rolls

Pull up straight after my shows Shitting on all my old hoes

Man, you know how that shit goes

Corley Corley, where you been? I been runnin' up them M's

I been jumpin' out the gym Bussin out I'm bout to bend

Tell me what you tryna spend Youngin', I can plug you in

This ain't luck, I'ma do it again I am really one of them

And I need me one of those Maybe a coupe or a rolls

Pull up at all of my shows Shitting on all my old hoes

Corley Corley where you been? Bussin out I'm bout to bend

I ain't tryna make no friends I'm just tryna make some M's