Arrangements Lyrics

Yeah, swag

Swag, Valon

Put a bitch up on IG then delete the hoe cause she ain't shit

Mr. steal your girl, Mr. steal your swag

That's me, that's the nigga 'Ce

Playing with the things

Playing with your bitch, playing with her brain

Picking in her things, steal a fucking strip

Steal a ring, steal a couple things

Still a couple bitches out the store

Still a couple, still a couple corners cutting low

Cut the faux, you ain't for

You my foe

Punch a bitch down into the earth like it's stone

Like it's fucking stone

I'm a stoner I be blowing mad dope and bitches hit me for the fun and cause they know that 'Ce is the nigga with the plan

He's the man with the gat

He's the man with the gat

He's the man in the back, serving packs

Serving—serving rounds, serving shells

And I get a lot of bitches that be hitting for the time

That be hitting for this dick on my cellular device

That be hitting for this dick on my cellular device

Yeah they love me, can't get enough of me they want more cock

Want more fucking cock in her fucking twat

She wants more fucking cock, wants some fucking blow

Want a fucking kid, want some fucking coke

You can't have both lil bitch

I'm the father I been listing all my shits

I'm the father I been listing all my shits

I'm the father I been listing all my shits

I been picking all my bitches what I fuck

I like strong women independent is enough

Independent deal what I sign last job

Last draw, here I draw the line bitch, snort another line bitch

Need some fucking more

Bitch you need some fucking more

Bitch you need to toke

Bitch you need your woes

Bitch you need to fold cause I can't get enough

I just need—I just need my time

Take my fucking time bitch

You in my sublime bitch, you in my sublime

Bitch you finer than a dime

Have your fucking fines bitch, confide in my lines

Line your ass up

Line your ass up

Get it how I get it cause I get it how I love

And I get it how I spend it cause these bitches not enough

Still the tough—still the toughest nigga

In the bag with the figures

With the commas, with the bitches

They all know my name, they all know my name

They all they stay the same

I'm always on go, my life always change

I always smoke dope, that's just how I arrange

I always smoke dope, that's just my arrange

I always smoke dope, that's just my arrange

That's just my arrange, my arrangements

You ain't committed, I'm the fucking shit

You're a little bitch, I'm the fucking shit, I'm the fucking bitch

I'm the fucking bitch

Baddest bitch of the bitch

Got a big bitch on my fucking hip