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ceo trayle - get in line lyrics

[intro]
yeah
for sure
it’s big 4
(just pay the guy)

[verse]
ayy, i might call that b+tch when i’m tryna f+ck
ayy, i might cop a h+llcat and get my b+tch a tesla
ayy, yellow tape shawty, tell me, what you got the stretcher for?
ayy, i’m up a cool hundred, n+gga, what you think i’m flexin’ for?
all speculations, you can keep on speculatin’
ayy, i f+cked her, then walked past that b+tch like we ain’t have relations
you can call me big boss or big c4 or satan
ayy, if i get on this sh+t, everybody gon’ play it
the way i dress, it make a statement, just watch how i play it
i ain’t never made no statement, if i do, make sure i’m dеad
all you hearin’ is the drac’ cl!ck, then my еyes turn red
and i wasn’t surprised when pape switched, it was out his hands
i do this sh+t for my day ones and all my fans
all them n+ggas wanna see me win, see me advance
told the label they can’t recoup no baby+ass advance
i just took that boy advance money and bought three pair of pants
just like i moved to southpaw, i just switched the stance
i do this sh+t for my grandpa, he couldn’t feel his hands
ayy, high+speed in my bm car, loaded full of xans
ayy, and n+ggas you used to see with me ain’t here no more, they didn’t stick to the plan
anything for my baby boy, i’ll risk that sh+t again
i can cut this sh+t one more time, i whip that sh+t again
ayy, all that bullsh+t be talkin’, it’s gon’ get back in the end
and n+ggas was cool, but now these n+ggas d+ck suckin’ like fans
ayy, and me and big folks ain’t even with the same n+ggas that we started with
p+ssy+ass n+ggas act like hoes when we arguin’
got n+ggas comin’ back like they wan’ be part the squad again
naw, you can’t get inside, b+tch, cl!ck it to the side, switch
fifty, sixty+nine, fix, we was into buyin’ bricks
all white just like my t++th, invisalign my bricks
couple million up in case i hit the ground for my jit
ayy, know i got them soldiers, they gon’ get in line for that hit
[outro]
naw, you can’t get inside, b+tch, cl!ck it to the side, switch
fifty, sixty+nine, fix, we was into buyin’ bricks
all white just like my t++th, invisalign my bricks
couple million up in case i hit the ground for my jit
ayy, know i got them soldiers, they gon’ get in line for that hit

- ceo trayle lyrics

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