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CEO Trayle

Bit W The Fangs

 

Bit W The Fangs


[Intro:]
(Stribb on the beat)

[CEO Trayle:]
Yeah, this bitch gon' get bit with the fangs (Fangs)
She say I got too many chains (I got too many chains)
Once you cross me, no need to explain (Explain)
Hope you keep all that energy same (All that energy same)
Uh, Wunna with me, no need to explain (Nigga, Wunna)
Thirty clip hanging low like my thang (Grrah, bah)
Been sipping drank so my voice a lil' strained
Okay cool, bitch, go get hit by a train (Bitch, get hit)
I'm tryna adjust to the fame (Adjust), ayy, but I can't
Ayy, just touched down and we need all the drank
Ayy, she suck this crown, I'ma skeet on her face
What you think 'bout these bitches, GunWunna? Yeah
I tried to front him some bags, but he didn't bring 'em back, so the business went under (Under)
I was just whipping in some shit that you tried to rent, but I motherfucking own one

[Gunna:]
I been getting sick of these niggas keep walking up, asking, "Big bro, can I hold somethin'?" (Sick of these niggas)
I just been hitting these lil' bitty bitches, then get out of there like I stole something (Get out of there)
You know GunWunna, he a one of one, for last Christmas, I got a rose golden (Rose golden)
That's my lil shawty, let her hit the 'Scotti, she say, "Ooh, boy, you got some strong arms" (Shit)
She digging my pimping, pull up, handle business, you could be my friend with the benefits (Benefits)
You said it was cap, but you turn around, did the same thing, you a motherfucking hypocrite (Cap)
Bob the Builder, we passed up the Dillingers (Yeah)
Red the Lambo, went right to the dealership (Skrrt)
She go H.A.M. with that mouth and them pretty lips (Mouth)
She's a clown, but I still let her handle that

[CEO Trayle:]
Yeah, this bitch gon' get bit with the fangs (Fangs)
She say I got too many chains (I got too many chains)
Once you cross me, no need to explain (Explain)
Hope you keep all that energy same (All that energy same)
Uh, Wunna with me, no need to explain (Nigga, Wunna)
Thirty clip hanging low like my thang (Grrah, bah)
Been sipping drank so my voice a lil' strained
Okay cool, bitch, go get hit by a train (Bitch, get hit)
I'm tryna adjust to the fame (Adjust), ayy, but I can't
Ayy, just touched down and we need all the drank
Ayy, she suck this crown, I'ma skeet on her face
What you think 'bout these bitches, GunWunna? Yeah
I tried to front him some bags, but he didn't bring 'em back, so the business went under (Under)
I was just whipping in some shit that you tried to rent, but I motherfucking own one

[Nechie:]
Watch how we pull up and shoot (Spray it)
Sucker niggas, yeah, we got 'em on mute (Got 'em on mute)
Yeah, if you 'bout it, catch a body (Catch a body)
Got some niggas who kill for a hobby (Yeah)
Fuck a chain, nigga, we take names (Yeah)
Fuck around, paint your wall with your brain (Yeah)
If it's beef, we killing everything
Nigga, close to your name, think it's a game, yeah
Niggas, they know what I'm on (Yeah)
Pop shit, rock shit, yeah (Niggas, they know)
Niggas, they know what we doing
Stepping on opp shit (Yeah), yeah
All of my opps in the ground (Yeah)
You can play with this, doubt that your body get found (Yeah)
Leave that boy right in the mountains (Yeah)
Booka Loc hit that boy, knock his ass to the ground

[CEO Trayle:]
Late night, talking my shit, C4 on one (Yeah)
Baby, we sent your boyfriend on a store run (Yeah)
Tell him to bring back some ice, I don't owe nothing (The ice)
I get to flipping through channels and seeing my face
Why you hating, lil' pussy? Just let me be great
She see YSL posting pictures with Trayle
Now she texting my phone talking 'bout, "Baby, I'm late"
Yeah, bitch, you late to this meeting
Fucked you at a hotel, not on my Tempur-Pedic
Plus I wrapped up the jimmy, you seen me, bitch, beat it
I knew you was fucking for Zelle transactions
I just listen to Thugger to make up my caption
Ho, you know C4, he be rapping, yeah
Did he catch a body? Does anyone know?
Why he say Big Backdoor? Is he cappin'?
Is that the same one from the store with the baggies? (From the store)
They thought I wouldn't grow 'cause I don't know who my dad is (I don't know)
Fill up the pillowcase with all the soap, then go knock off his top, nigga, there it is
And the Perky my sedative (Sedative)
But me and my son getting a better crib (Getting a better crib)
I bet an arm and a leg you won't do shit to me, pussy nigga, I bet a rib (I swear)
Okay, first, you go pop the seal (Pop the seal)
Then you gon' exotic pop it the best for real (Exotic pop)
I'm happy 'bout what it is (What it is)
Just because that mean Thugger and Gunna, they know the real (They know the truth)
I didn't take a dirty deal (Dirty deal)
I will not sell my soul, rather go back to thirty pills (Not never)
Thirty-four thousand lil' Instagram followers
But forty thousand views on a Reel (Forty thousand views)
I wonder how mama feel (Mama)
Naw, fuck that, I wonder how Baby 4 gonna feel (My baby)
I used to be right in the trenches with Four-Nick and Pluto (Skrrt)
We looking for something to kill
I was with Hot, posted Summerhill (Summerhill)
The coppers gon' cop, but we got a deal
Look me straight in my eye, say you outta here (Straight in my eye)
Got the bricks, but don't ask how we got 'em here (Don't ask how we got 'em)

done

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