CEO and Tia Dash, we get the bread by any means
Designer belt, designer shirt, designer socks, designer jeans
We pull up on you, take your shit, get in the whip, pull off the scene
Don't try to run, I gotta chop, beside my Glock, it got a beam
If I ever lost a bag, just know that I'ma get it back
When it come to runnin' mouths, I got these bitches runnin' laps
If I ever caught a dub, you know that I'ma run it back
These bitches always moan my name, it's like I'm blowin' out they back
Ran it up all by myself, yeah, I did it on my own
We ain't out here passin', everybody got they own
We ain't out here sharin', everybody got they own
Same way I pull a nigga, I can get a nigga gone
The same way I can get a bitch, I can throw a bitch away
Dallas last week, Miami yesterday
First class nigga, flights every day
I need a SS, I'll spin a Chevrolet
I'll come and spin up on your block, I'm pullin' up if you a op
And bitch, I'm runnin' like I'm Stolen Z06 if you a cop
I heard your song, that shit a flop, across the world, I'm finna shop
AK with a hundred round drum, it ain't a prop, nigga
Pop out in your city and I'm poppin' out with bands
I took her niggas, she still want him, I just don't understand
I call her nigga my lil' genie, cause my wish is his command
And if I ever leave a nigga, he ain't comin' back again
And if I ever leave your bitch, then boy, your bitch is probably f*cked
And if you see a Benz with CEO, it's best you probably duck
All this ice up on me, it look like my neck is lightning struck
If I had roster tryouts, I bet your bitch is signin' up
When I link up with my bitches, we the hottest in the town
When I see that bitch in town, she gettin' smoked, it's only bound
I hold it in my purse, so you won't ever see me fight
And your nigga keep me happy, he know that's the shit I like
She ask me if I f*ck with him, I said, maybe, bitch, I might
They don't pat me down when I go to the club, I bring a pipe
I ain't Boston Richie, but these hoes know that I ain't the type
Across the globe, big Jaden K, the CEO is takin' flight
Bitch, yeah
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CEO and Tia Dash, we get the bread by any means
Designer belt, designer shirt, designer socks, designer jeans
We pull up on you, take your shit, get in the whip, pull off the scene
Don't try to run, I gotta chop, beside my Glock, it got a beam
If I ever lost a bag, just know that I'ma get it back
When it come to runnin' mouths, I got these bitches runnin' laps
If I ever caught a dub, you know that I'ma run it back
These bitches always moan my name, it's like I'm blowin' out they back
Ran it up all by myself, yeah, I did it on my own
We ain't out here passin', everybody got they own
We ain't out here sharin', everybody got they own
Same way I pull a nigga, I can get a nigga gone
The same way I can get a bitch, I can throw a bitch away
Dallas last week, Miami yesterday
First class nigga, flights every day
I need a SS, I'll spin a Chevrolet
I'll come and spin up on your block, I'm pullin' up if you a op
And bitch, I'm runnin' like I'm Stolen Z06 if you a cop
I heard your song, that shit a flop, across the world, I'm finna shop
AK with a hundred round drum, it ain't a prop, nigga
Pop out in your city and I'm poppin' out with bands
I took her niggas, she still want him, I just don't understand
I call her nigga my lil' genie, cause my wish is his command
And if I ever leave a nigga, he ain't comin' back again
And if I ever leave your bitch, then boy, your bitch is probably f*cked
And if you see a Benz with CEO, it's best you probably duck
All this ice up on me, it look like my neck is lightning struck
If I had roster tryouts, I bet your bitch is signin' up
When I link up with my bitches, we the hottest in the town
When I see that bitch in town, she gettin' smoked, it's only bound
I hold it in my purse, so you won't ever see me fight
And your nigga keep me happy, he know that's the shit I like
She ask me if I f*ck with him, I said, maybe, bitch, I might
They don't pat me down when I go to the club, I bring a pipe
I ain't Boston Richie, but these hoes know that I ain't the type
Across the globe, big Jaden K, the CEO is takin' flight
Bitch, yeah
Designer belt, designer shirt, designer socks, designer jeans
We pull up on you, take your shit, get in the whip, pull off the scene
Don't try to run, I gotta chop, beside my Glock, it got a beam
If I ever lost a bag, just know that I'ma get it back
When it come to runnin' mouths, I got these bitches runnin' laps
If I ever caught a dub, you know that I'ma run it back
These bitches always moan my name, it's like I'm blowin' out they back
Ran it up all by myself, yeah, I did it on my own
We ain't out here passin', everybody got they own
We ain't out here sharin', everybody got they own
Same way I pull a nigga, I can get a nigga gone
The same way I can get a bitch, I can throw a bitch away
Dallas last week, Miami yesterday
First class nigga, flights every day
I need a SS, I'll spin a Chevrolet
I'll come and spin up on your block, I'm pullin' up if you a op
And bitch, I'm runnin' like I'm Stolen Z06 if you a cop
I heard your song, that shit a flop, across the world, I'm finna shop
AK with a hundred round drum, it ain't a prop, nigga
Pop out in your city and I'm poppin' out with bands
I took her niggas, she still want him, I just don't understand
I call her nigga my lil' genie, cause my wish is his command
And if I ever leave a nigga, he ain't comin' back again
And if I ever leave your bitch, then boy, your bitch is probably f*cked
And if you see a Benz with CEO, it's best you probably duck
All this ice up on me, it look like my neck is lightning struck
If I had roster tryouts, I bet your bitch is signin' up
When I link up with my bitches, we the hottest in the town
When I see that bitch in town, she gettin' smoked, it's only bound
I hold it in my purse, so you won't ever see me fight
And your nigga keep me happy, he know that's the shit I like
She ask me if I f*ck with him, I said, maybe, bitch, I might
They don't pat me down when I go to the club, I bring a pipe
I ain't Boston Richie, but these hoes know that I ain't the type
Across the globe, big Jaden K, the CEO is takin' flight
Bitch, yeah
Writer: Tia Dash, Jaden K
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