CC Me
(专辑: MONY POWR RSPT: Designer Drugz Edition - 2015)
[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:] Keys to the
city on my feet, Buscemi Every time they see me, they wanna be me When the
jackers see me, I
got them scheming Who the
fuck you gon' rob, nigga? You can't see me Even if you see me, you can't see me One on one Chanels, double-C me Mail man at the
door, the
birds singing It's fall season, better come and see me Here come the
drop on a
Thursday My trap house, it look like Lacora The
junkies, they beef it up (what you want, what you need, nigga?) Place your order Drop off the
package in the
A7 Audi I
feel like the
transporter Me and Diego hunting for them bricks My bitch, she look like Dora the
Explorer Trapper, robber, and a
rapper Three niggas in one like I'm Travis Porter Shawty got bags for the
low Coming from Colorado in the
morning All I
need is one brick I'ma show these niggas hella performance How you still run a
marathon on Candler Road? Endorsements came from endurance I'm a
classy nigga, pull up in the
760 Diego, he coming in Porsche's Johnny gon' give me poppi for the
Cinco He done left me no choices In the
dope hole it's really trap or die Can't walk a
mile in these Air Forces You taking your bitch to the
Red Lobster I'm in M.I.A., eating oysters Keys to the
city on my feet, Buscemi Every time they see me, they wanna be me When the
jackers see me, I
got them scheming Who the
fuck you gon' rob, nigga? You can't see me Even if you see me, you can't see me One on one Chanels, double-C me Mail man at the
door, the
birds singing It's fall season, better come and see me [Diego Dose:] Ride around in a
low low I
don't know where I
would be without a
pirate boat Fishscale, drop it in the
pot Make it disappear, oops, found Nemo You nigga never seen a
bird Mix it up real good, then send you the
skurt Pablo pull up in the
Spur With the
color red bottoms like a
Starburst You think you bad, I
done seen worse Really witness niggas serve they momma that work Niggas snatching purses when they get hurt And woke up with a
swag, slipping birds Still got niggas in the
pen I
put foreigns in the
wind Still got dubs in the
air Sky dweller, brick fair And I
switch time zones like I
switch drops Ain't carrying no luggage to San Juan Got a
few bad bitches who wanna minaj Seem life is a
gamble, I'ma take the
odds You don't ball, they ball, coming out hard Pulled up, ten bricks, that Suburban large Looked up in the
Ghost and I
seen stars With ten backstreets 'cause I'm paranoid, pussy [Hoodrich Pablo Juan:] Keys to the
city on my feet, Buscemi Every time they see me, they wanna be me When the
jackers see me, I
got them scheming Who the
fuck you gon' rob, nigga? You can't see me Even if you see me, you can't see me One on one Chanels, double-C me Mail man at the
door, the
birds singing It's fall season, better come and see me