letra de publishing - ceo trayle
[intro]
(mano)
[chorus]
worried ’bout my royalties and publishing
my cover arts and selling seats
i’m not havin’ no time for f-ckin’ freaks
curtains up ’cause it been showtime for f-ckin’ weeks
i need a sl-t that i know mine to f-ck her deep
[verse 1]
ayy, uh, just like money mitch whenever i touch the streets
clock punchin’-ass, pumpin’ gas underneath
glock punch your ass and put your ass underneath
you ain’t got my number, you can’t call me, you can’t f-ckin’ reach
where your reach go?
graow, baow through the peephole
know that it’s a fire ’cause you seen smoke
don’t know what shoes i’ma wear with this celine coat
you ain’t know?
ballin’ for so long like, motherf-cker, i should’ve been pro
i don’t like n-ggas, this sh-t jim crow, i sip slow
she should not talk back to a pimp, though, shе didn’t know
he a cop car, winslow, he don’t let his friеnds glo
gen5, not gen4, not c5, it’s c4
[chorus]
worried ’bout my royalties and publishing
my cover arts and selling seats
i’m not havin’ no time for f-ckin’ freaks
curtains up ’cause it been showtime for f-ckin’ weeks
i need a sl-t that i know mine to f-ck her deep
[verse 2]
i just need a sl-t that i know mines, tell her she so fine
ain’t seen him, he got blowed down close to the goal line
and my country cousin grow pine, that sh-t a goldmine
she was goin’ way too fast, told her to slow down
b-ttons in the car, i don’t know what they do
put this on my ma, if you run up, i’ma shoot
i’ma set this b-tch on fire whenever i step in this booth
record in front of everybody, they shut up when i do
seen that money rain, i was ace inside the cleaners first
you can dream, still gotta do the work
b-tch say i’m a flirt
but these b-tches say i’m mean as f-ck, clean as f-ck
got my car from scottie, told him beam me up, 4
[chorus]
worried ’bout my royalties and publishing
my cover arts and selling seats
i’m not havin’ no time for f-ckin’ freaks
curtains up ’cause it been showtime for f-ckin’ weeks
i need a sl-t that i know mine to f-ck her deep
worried ’bout my royalties and publishing
my cover arts and selling seats
i’m not havin’ no time for f-ckin’ freaks
curtains up ’cause it been showtime for f-ckin’ weeks
i need a sl-t that i know mine to f-ck her deep
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