lirik lagu ceo trayle - throwing fits
[intro]
(stribb on the beat)
uh, uh, yeah
if my jit throwin’ fits
yeah
yeah
[verse]
if my jit throwin’ fits, his daddy, he fresh as f~ck on a b~tch, uh
naw, i ain’t really want this b~tch, she was just suckin’ this d~ck, ayy
naw, kick the b~tch out this vip, this b~tch think she the sh~t, ayy
he goin’ broke and he tryna keep up, if i’m ceo, what you signin’ me for?
baby 4, watch him go in and out of the door
i reminisce of me standin’ in the trap, they bang and knock on the door
yeah, blew a kiss at my lil’ wh0re, uh
she caught it and rolled down her titties for sure
they were waiting on me to come kick in the door
i f~cked the b~tch like i ain’t f~cked her before, uh
‘member we slept on floors
remember he had crept in on the side of the house
and i was in front waitin’ on them to come out
b~tch, you better get my food right the first time or my b~tch cussin’ you out
n~ggas was dyin’, we the ones doin’ the k!llin’, we the ones uppin’ the count
and before i’m done, i’m stackin’ this sh~t to the ceiling, the f~ck is you talkin’ about, shorty?
chop on the back of the couch, i got a 40
b~tch hold my hand when i walk ’round the house
that n~gga a man? all he showed you was mouth
when sh~t hit the fan, who gon’ really be down?
all these b~tches, they say they remember me now
b~tch think i’m eatin’ that p~ssy
tell the b~tch backdoor, he don’t eat out
you don’t wanna kiss me, baby
right before i left the house, my b~tch spit in my mouth
you know the rent need payment
if you ain’t havin’ that paper, they kickin’ you out
d~mn, when sh~t get shaky i won’t let none of these f~ck n~ggas break me
that n~gga died, he came in tryna take me
i was listenin’ to gucci and rock, yeah, that sh~t kinda shaped me
i was with metro right ‘fore he had popped, n~gga, that sh~t inspiration, uh
talk to these folks for some hundreds of millions or trap out the vacant
really, i don’t give a f~ck, this sh~t all ’bout the money ’cause this sh~t over here shaky
yeah, f~ck n~gga talkin’ to 12, f~ck n~gga smellin’ like bacon
yeah, i ain’t never stole nothin’ from no n~gga, looked in they eyes and i take it
uh, he waitin’ on 4 to fall off, he in disguise and he waitin’
these b~tches makin’ me sick like a patient, move all this money, now that’s a migration
this b~tch p~ssy too good, but she do voodoo, you know this b~tch haitian
play with backdoor, when i up it, he poof, i’m tryna go gamble in vegas, yeah
i’m with the robbers, the dealers, the 304s and the trappers and takers
i’m with the strippers and i’m with the b~tches with bottles in front of they faces
this b~tch tryna get balenciaga, b~tch better order some asics, yeah
crossin’ the t’s, dottin’ the i’s, fillin’ up all of them sp~ces
i double cup when i drop my lil’ boy off to school, now that sh~t is outrageous, yeah
i write a book on this sh~t, naw, for real, you gotta flip through the pages
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