Cheat Cxdes

Catch me on your block Always mobbin' with my niggas Countin' hunnids up to the light Hunnid niggas in the ceiling, yeah Bout the fuckin guap! I don't think they even get it Pockets stacked up like it's lunch Pull up nev- Weh the bloodclat do you, siddung? Cheated on the code, I can see it clearly now, yeah Thought you would've known bout how it flows out of my mouth, yeah They don't wanna see me when my jeans got on the pouch, yeah Baby wants to snort from a nigga out of town, yeah Catch me on your block Always mobbin' with my niggas Countin' hunnids up to the light Hunnid niggas in the ceiling, yeah Bout the fuckin guap! I don't think they even get it Pockets stacked up like it's lunch Pull up never causin' racket, fight Yeah Damn down I like gin shots poured in my beer (Yeah) I'm not fazed Busted chance But I stand down I sign papers for the papers, it's so weird Okay, I go buy more shit it makes me crazy Still no fear, down I'm in my woes Everything's out of control tonight, yeah You played a role This is no movie Turn off the lights, yeah She's on her phone Textin' her bros I tell her goodbye, yeah That shit is old Put that shit down You're getting too hype, yeah Makin a killin I'm feelin around I got different synonyms I can't waste my time chasin' all of these women I'm buildin And buildin And smashin the ceilin', like fuck it, yeah I'm bout to grow (Hoo) Niggas wanna play the rogue life (Yeah) 50 stacks in a fort night Leavin' bottles by the roadside We ain't leavin before I go mine Never snitchin on an old life Tell him no, tell him no, tell him no, got it right, yeah I sit along with all my demons cuz they're nice, yeah In my room I can feel it in my mind, yeah Catch me on your block Always mobbin' with my niggas Countin' hunnids up to the light Hunnid niggas in the ceiling, yeah Bout the fuckin guap! I don't think they even get it Pockets stacked up like it's lunch Pull up never causin' racket, fight Catch me on your block Always mobbin' with my niggas Countin' hunnids up to the light Hunnid niggas in the ceiling, yeah Bout the fuckin guap! I don't think they even get it Pockets stacked up like it's lunch Pull up never causin' racket, fight