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c.m.l. - everythang cost lyrics

[intro: female talking]
b+tch, i don’t know why you f+ck with that n+gga lavish d
that n+gga h+lla fake and got no chips, and got no car
his chains is h+lla fake
lil boosie ass, fake ass stack
you see how them livewire n+ggas got on you b+tch

[verse 1]
drum on the 40
n+gga, you don’t know me
i’a leavе you holey
keep playing, nah, don’t he
lil brodie smoking, f+ck thеse sucka n+ggas doe
i’m from the mob, yeah you know it’s k!ll a hoe
keep it authentic, in the game winning
real street n+ggas, never…pretending
keep it 100, b+tch i got my chips up
disrespect this m.o.b, get your family zipped up
i chopped my dreads off…cause n+gga, i was getting hot
haters plottin on me, they hate the way i’m getting guap
cops on my d+ck, waiting outside my spot
trap house booming, homies going rock for rock
[hook]
everythang cost around here, that’s on my mama, n+gga
i can’t leave the state for my house in the bahamas, n+gga
stacks on deck, now these haters wanna rob a n+gga
drum on the 40, try me, i’ma pop a n+gga
everythang cost around here, that’s on my mama, n+gga
i can’t leave the state for my house in the bahamas, n+gga
stacks on deck, now these haters wanna rob a n+gga
drum on the 40, try me, i’ma pop a n+gga

[verse 2]
this sh+t cost a lot, ho i’m having guap
money in a knot, i feel like i’m on top
girls on the glass…selling rock for rock
40 with a drum on it, get your sh+ll shocked
don’t give a sh+t b+tch, that’s just how we move
in the strip club, throwing stacks with my goons
hundred k!llers with me, so we got a hundred tools
all red gucci belt, matching with the shoes
i’m just riding round, skating through my town
keep a b+tch down like the cracks in the ground
hating get you found, fishing get you drowned
i’m riding round and i’m really gettin it, blowing ounces by the pound, yep

[hook]
everythang cost around here, that’s on my mama, n+gga
i can’t leave the state for my house in the bahamas, n+gga
stacks on deck, now these haters wanna rob a n+gga
drum on the 40, try me, i’ma pop a n+gga
everythang cost around here, that’s on my mama, n+gga
i can’t leave the state for my house in the bahamas, n+gga
stacks on deck, now these haters wanna rob a n+gga
drum on the 40, try me, i’ma pop a n+gga
[verse 3]
8 chains on, my money real long
i’m cross country knowin, she blowin up my phone
she say she 19, but i don’t think she grown
she acting like a kid but she got it going on
i ain’t f+ckin wit her though, i got too many b+tches
super bad sh+t, bringing back riches
benz brand new, yeah i did that
chain cost stacks, yeah i flipped that
100 ain’t nut’in, yeah i spent that
y’all n+ggas talkin…tighten up your chinstrap
i’m cash money lavish, yeah i got stacks
money ain’t a thang, i got racks on top of racks, ho

- c m l lyrics

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