letra de bae - ceo trayle
[intro]
(48hz)
skrrt
i’m tired of f-ckin’ sh-t up, n-gga
prezzley p.’ll get you popped, n-gga (get your ass popped, boy)
they like the way i do this one
[chorus]
ayy, i just call her bae ’cause i don’t know her name
f-ck one time, then go again (ayy)
smoke the dope, then blow a brain (ayy)
n-gga, we too solid, don’t know a stain (ayy)
ayy, how your loyalty change?
all i know is she dior’d the frames
i was gon’ break the door in the bank, four in the drank
you think that you stronger than me? n-gga, let’s see what the coroner think
big c4 antetokounmpo, n-gga always gon’ score in the paint
i’m steph curry, thirty shots my free throw
havin’ me with you likе a cheat code
percocеt 30 and i go beast mode
took his b-tch, she known for deepthroat
[verse]
six armored cars in my bulletproof garage
yeah, i got shooters for the job and n-ggas to catch the charge
hang with a pocket full of guap, got versace on my socks
i still high-speed, police know i’m not stoppin’ for your sarge
play the hand that i was dealt, but i’m the one shuffled the cards
in the morning, when i wake up, i don’t brush, n-gga, i just floss
man, this tec just like a kitty car
and i took your b-tch, she had a ball
on washington road, i got three b-lls
i’m a bad boy, but no sean john
n-gga, this sh-t like a cakewalk now that i got my cake up
i bet money that my b-tch badder than yours without no makeup
hundred dollars, skip the line, my shape-up
and my adrenaline when that k tucked
ayy, n-gga, i’m still gon’ grind ’til nate up
ayy, n-gga, hit him with two hundred shots and he won’t wake up
ayy, i’m always on the block while my b-tch mad, we gon’ break up
ayy, i’m big backdoor c4, we onlyfans when we lay up
n-gga, i’m a boss, i don’t take paycuts
these n-ggas ain’t real, know how they cut
uh, won’t stunt her face, lookin’ at her b-tt
just like a squirrel, i’m tryna catch my nut
i’m the big boss, b-tch, so what?
but i was on some kick-door sh-t growin’ up
but i was on some big bro sh-t, f-cked up
and these n-ggas ain’t appreciate me enough
fight these bullets, n-gga think he tough
ayy, c4 said we gon’ keep this tucked
ayy, bad b-tch p-ssy, i beat that up
n-gga mad at my b-tch, he can’t f-ck
[chorus]
i just call her bae ’cause i don’t know her name
f-ck one time, then go again (ayy)
smoke the dope, then blow a brain (ayy)
n-gga, we too solid, don’t know a stain (ayy)
ayy, how your loyalty change?
all i know is she dior’d the frames
i was gon’ break the door in the bank, four in the drank
you think that you stronger than me? n-gga, let’s see what the coroner think
big c4 antetokounmpo, n-gga always gon’ score in the paint
i’m steph curry, thirty shots my free throw
havin’ me with you like a cheat code
percocet 30 and i go beast mode
took his b-tch, she known for deepthroat
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