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41MM Video (MV)




Performed By: CD10
Language: English
Length: 1:51
Written by: Cristian Diaz




CD10 - 41MM Lyrics
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Still shining hard without a chain type shit yeah
Yeah I'm chasing money not a bitch
I ain't buying no hoe a purse I'm finna cop me a kit
The way we keep on winning they say the games rigged
And when the time right I'm finna ice out my wrist
Buss down 41 millimeter type shit
I ain't tryna wife I'm just tryna f*ck type shit
That ain't my bitch she for the gang type shit
Still shining hard without a chain type shit
Yeah just keep watching
Better hop on the train right now bitch lock yo' spot in
I know that I meant for all this shit boy it's my callin'
You wasn't shootin' with me in the gym we can't be ballin'
F*cked around and broke her back she left crawlin'
Haven't hit the pussy in a minute it's still throbbin'
Yeah they say time is money boy quit stallin'
Even through all the pain bitch I'm still smilin'
Yeah that shit don't faze me plottin' on a AP
Shout out my bitch from AZ she suck dick amazing
Put her on the A Team I get to it I don't day dream
Cut off my main thing might just go mainstream
Put me on the main screen you could have her I don't gate keep
I want all the smoke bitch I ain't tryna make peace
I ain't stressin' off these hoes I don't waste sleep
I'm just tryna make money can't let it make me
Yeah I'm chasing money not a bitch
I ain't buying no hoe a purse I'm finna cop me a kit
The way we keep on winning they say the games rigged
And when the time right I'm finna ice out my wrist
Buss down 41 millimeter type shit
I ain't tryna wife I'm just tryna f*ck type shit
That ain't my bitch she for the gang type shit
Still shining hard without a chain type shit
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Still shining hard without a chain type shit yeah
Yeah I'm chasing money not a bitch
I ain't buying no hoe a purse I'm finna cop me a kit
The way we keep on winning they say the games rigged
And when the time right I'm finna ice out my wrist
Buss down 41 millimeter type shit
I ain't tryna wife I'm just tryna f*ck type shit
That ain't my bitch she for the gang type shit
Still shining hard without a chain type shit
Yeah just keep watching
Better hop on the train right now bitch lock yo' spot in
I know that I meant for all this shit boy it's my callin'
You wasn't shootin' with me in the gym we can't be ballin'
F*cked around and broke her back she left crawlin'
Haven't hit the pussy in a minute it's still throbbin'
Yeah they say time is money boy quit stallin'
Even through all the pain bitch I'm still smilin'
Yeah that shit don't faze me plottin' on a AP
Shout out my bitch from AZ she suck dick amazing
Put her on the A Team I get to it I don't day dream
Cut off my main thing might just go mainstream
Put me on the main screen you could have her I don't gate keep
I want all the smoke bitch I ain't tryna make peace
I ain't stressin' off these hoes I don't waste sleep
I'm just tryna make money can't let it make me
Yeah I'm chasing money not a bitch
I ain't buying no hoe a purse I'm finna cop me a kit
The way we keep on winning they say the games rigged
And when the time right I'm finna ice out my wrist
Buss down 41 millimeter type shit
I ain't tryna wife I'm just tryna f*ck type shit
That ain't my bitch she for the gang type shit
Still shining hard without a chain type shit
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Writer: Cristian Diaz
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