ceo trayle – craxk flow ii lyrics
[chorus]
ayy, talk my sh+t like a preacher, baby
i’m c4, nice to meet you, baby
ceo, i complete you, baby
uh, uh, i won’t give your lil’ brother no feature, baby
i mix christian dior in your sneakers, baby
but you just keepin’ sh+t on the low for me, baby
[verse]
you know i’m tom ford crazy
i’m screamin’, “f+ck you, pay me”
bad b+tch, give her a baby
in the kitchen, i’m whippin’ a baby
you know c4, that’s that crack flow
you can call me mr. backdoor
know my b+tch havin’ money to match though
i’m on fire like i lit a new match, ho
i come in through the backdoor
b+tch, you ain’t know it? this that crack flow
switch on the back of that glizzy
and it hit, bring a chopper to your city
with a clip long enough to be a kickstand
had ’em lookin’ for that boy for ten grand
i was countin’ money with my pimp hand
back all black, watch for the klan
d+mn, p, you know salt k!lls snails
not players
gettin’ money anywhere, everywhere
i was on the block, you was never there
it’s november? i thought it was may
my lil’ brother gotta catch a play
take the money, chopper to his face
treacherous in the a
hold on, backdoor, wait
f+ckin’ this b+tch, got that florida water straight everywhere, f+ck up my sheets
we was workin’ everywhere, we gotta eat
mama told me never sh+ttin’ where you sleep
you know i wasn’t ever sittin’ with the weed
plug sendin’ fifty packages a week
stuffin’ money in the mattress, i need
a safe
f+ck this b+tch and she came to my place
put on a movie, but we never watched it
talk ’bout backdoor, he the topic
all that hatin’ i seen in my optics
triple m, murder, millions, and mop sh+t
1080, you seen us with dog sh+t
why did you get your feelings involved in?
popped a fake percocet and he lost it
d+mn, i feel bad for lil’ buddy
we thought he was gangster, what happened to buddy?
know lil’ guap send that boy, that’s my cuddy
and my balenciagas got muddy
and i up that new chopper, he running
i was countin’ only fifties and hundreds
had your b+tch suckin’ my d+ck, ironic
in the jungle, you know that i run it
goin’ for it, i’ma 4th door punt it
in the bay with the chronic
she call me, “bae,” call her, “honey”
these n+ggas was not a hundred
me and her in the bed with some fun sh+t
got the check, i can’t help it to buy sh+t
the maybach was outside, that was my sh+t
it’s the backdoor ceo, i’m on some fly sh+t
ask who p+ssy, she gon’ say my sh+t
i know it is, that’s my sh+t
the b+tch want a n+gga that buy sh+t
the b+tch want the one, not the sidekick
the b+tch wanna suck while you driving
pick the b+tch up, now we vibing
.223s, it was took, i was sliding
and the sh+t i put on, it was blinding
know the b+tch is in love with the diamonds
i was talkin’ my sh+t like a preacher
the big boss in the game, not the bleachers
paint her face like her name mona lisa
tryna move in with c4 like a leaser
tryna go get my d+ck sucked by lisa
popped a percocet, turn into a creature
i be fresh as a f+ck like it’s easter (i be fresh as a f+ck and it’s backdoor, yeah)
[chorus]
ayy, talk my sh+t like a preacher, baby
i’m c4, nice to meet you, baby
ceo, i complete you, baby
uh, uh, i won’t give your lil’ brother no feature, baby
i mix christian dior in your sneakers, baby
but you just keepin’ sh+t on the low for me, baby
[outro]
yeah
yeah
uh+huh
on the low for me, baby
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