Ayy
I'm laughin' at whoever doubted me
Ben Franklins kickin' it 'round me
She tryna get close to me
Honestly, she tryna f*ck whoever around me
I'm losin' count it's takin' too long to count it
I need an accountant
That probably won't work I don't trust bitches
F*ck around just have to count it out
Semi 'matic blow that, shift it
Hop out the bush like a rabbit (skrrt)
Member I had to make pallets
Double G pattern my jacket
Easy run up get wrapped like a packet (grraow)
I'm runnin' by you, I lapped you
Finna start walkin', you should keep runnin'
Offset Vellanos, frame keep rubbin'
Can't see my GPS, phone keep jumpin'
Ain't shit but yo' woman tryna talk about nothin'
We already f*cked, we had talked about f*ckin'
Hit that, rotate, skate, relocate
I'm on that bag ain't slept in like four days
Foenem on deck, they ain't takin' off no days
Pull up this whip you see at a showcase
Only got hundreds just fly through the Tollways
Come in here, brain on door ways
Knew I had it when I was on four-way in fourth grade
With some bitches from the sixth grade
Spinnin' them hoes like a tornado
I blow a bitch like a grenade though
She tryna kick it like Fernando
I'm in Miami not Orlando
Rock findin' slots in the Durango, bitch
(Too much f*ckin' racks on me)
Ayy, need me a debit, my knot ain't gone fit
She need a edit she not up on shit
Stay on that porch, you can't come out that fence
1K Givenchy, lil' hoody ass shit
Dragon belt snakes, Gucci and shit
Find him in lakes on Google and shit
He play with that cake and we through wit' his shit
Bitch play with that cake and we through wit' you
Put her to work like she sit in a cubical
Skrrt off, this far from a Subaru
Hit her throw her in Uber pool (yoom)
She know my time be comin' soon
She let me go rise up like a balloon
In the cut shinin' like a spoon
Run up we wildin' like a coon (grraow)
Really I barely do use them
Sweepers stay in the cut like a broom (grraow)
F*ck her, never do need 'em
Ain't pay a dollar, swipin' the room (bitch)
Two-seater wet like what a boat on
I keep a rack like what a coat on
She want to nag, bitch, you can go home
I'm in my bag, been in it so long
Bitch
I'm in my bag, been in it so long
Ayy, C-D-O-T, man, Honcho Gang shit, bitch, Takeover Gang
You already know what the f*ck goin' on, man
Takeover the mixtape
Ayy
Cdot Honcho - So Long Lyrics
Cdot Honcho - So Long Lyrics
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Ayy
I'm laughin' at whoever doubted me
Ben Franklins kickin' it 'round me
She tryna get close to me
Honestly, she tryna f*ck whoever around me
I'm losin' count it's takin' too long to count it
I need an accountant
That probably won't work I don't trust bitches
F*ck around just have to count it out
Semi 'matic blow that, shift it
Hop out the bush like a rabbit (skrrt)
Member I had to make pallets
Double G pattern my jacket
Easy run up get wrapped like a packet (grraow)
I'm runnin' by you, I lapped you
Finna start walkin', you should keep runnin'
Offset Vellanos, frame keep rubbin'
Can't see my GPS, phone keep jumpin'
Ain't shit but yo' woman tryna talk about nothin'
We already f*cked, we had talked about f*ckin'
Hit that, rotate, skate, relocate
I'm on that bag ain't slept in like four days
Foenem on deck, they ain't takin' off no days
Pull up this whip you see at a showcase
Only got hundreds just fly through the Tollways
Come in here, brain on door ways
Knew I had it when I was on four-way in fourth grade
With some bitches from the sixth grade
Spinnin' them hoes like a tornado
I blow a bitch like a grenade though
She tryna kick it like Fernando
I'm in Miami not Orlando
Rock findin' slots in the Durango, bitch
(Too much f*ckin' racks on me)
Ayy, need me a debit, my knot ain't gone fit
She need a edit she not up on shit
Stay on that porch, you can't come out that fence
1K Givenchy, lil' hoody ass shit
Dragon belt snakes, Gucci and shit
Find him in lakes on Google and shit
He play with that cake and we through wit' his shit
Bitch play with that cake and we through wit' you
Put her to work like she sit in a cubical
Skrrt off, this far from a Subaru
Hit her throw her in Uber pool (yoom)
She know my time be comin' soon
She let me go rise up like a balloon
In the cut shinin' like a spoon
Run up we wildin' like a coon (grraow)
Really I barely do use them
Sweepers stay in the cut like a broom (grraow)
F*ck her, never do need 'em
Ain't pay a dollar, swipin' the room (bitch)
Two-seater wet like what a boat on
I keep a rack like what a coat on
She want to nag, bitch, you can go home
I'm in my bag, been in it so long
Bitch
I'm in my bag, been in it so long
Ayy, C-D-O-T, man, Honcho Gang shit, bitch, Takeover Gang
You already know what the f*ck goin' on, man
Takeover the mixtape
Ayy
I'm laughin' at whoever doubted me
Ben Franklins kickin' it 'round me
She tryna get close to me
Honestly, she tryna f*ck whoever around me
I'm losin' count it's takin' too long to count it
I need an accountant
That probably won't work I don't trust bitches
F*ck around just have to count it out
Semi 'matic blow that, shift it
Hop out the bush like a rabbit (skrrt)
Member I had to make pallets
Double G pattern my jacket
Easy run up get wrapped like a packet (grraow)
I'm runnin' by you, I lapped you
Finna start walkin', you should keep runnin'
Offset Vellanos, frame keep rubbin'
Can't see my GPS, phone keep jumpin'
Ain't shit but yo' woman tryna talk about nothin'
We already f*cked, we had talked about f*ckin'
Hit that, rotate, skate, relocate
I'm on that bag ain't slept in like four days
Foenem on deck, they ain't takin' off no days
Pull up this whip you see at a showcase
Only got hundreds just fly through the Tollways
Come in here, brain on door ways
Knew I had it when I was on four-way in fourth grade
With some bitches from the sixth grade
Spinnin' them hoes like a tornado
I blow a bitch like a grenade though
She tryna kick it like Fernando
I'm in Miami not Orlando
Rock findin' slots in the Durango, bitch
(Too much f*ckin' racks on me)
Ayy, need me a debit, my knot ain't gone fit
She need a edit she not up on shit
Stay on that porch, you can't come out that fence
1K Givenchy, lil' hoody ass shit
Dragon belt snakes, Gucci and shit
Find him in lakes on Google and shit
He play with that cake and we through wit' his shit
Bitch play with that cake and we through wit' you
Put her to work like she sit in a cubical
Skrrt off, this far from a Subaru
Hit her throw her in Uber pool (yoom)
She know my time be comin' soon
She let me go rise up like a balloon
In the cut shinin' like a spoon
Run up we wildin' like a coon (grraow)
Really I barely do use them
Sweepers stay in the cut like a broom (grraow)
F*ck her, never do need 'em
Ain't pay a dollar, swipin' the room (bitch)
Two-seater wet like what a boat on
I keep a rack like what a coat on
She want to nag, bitch, you can go home
I'm in my bag, been in it so long
Bitch
I'm in my bag, been in it so long
Ayy, C-D-O-T, man, Honcho Gang shit, bitch, Takeover Gang
You already know what the f*ck goin' on, man
Takeover the mixtape
Ayy
Writer: Camaron Washington
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave