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ceo trayle - left stroke lyrics

[intro]
(stribb on the beat)
frrt, beep
go, go (mike mixer is in the building)
go go (backdoor, backdoor, backdoor)
yeah

[verse]
the shirt tom ford, but the coat moncler
lil’ b+tch, i ain’t got time for it, you just don’t compare (yeah)
200k on an iron board, i’ma leave it there (leave it there)
i don’t even recognize that b+tch, she got different hair
i can’t spill the mojo now (mojo now), say hold that mojo down
tell lil’ bro to hold it down, baby four amiri down (yeah)
grown man, we ain’t no kids now, a big 30 sit ’em down
guess who run that bitty now, tell ’em free big thugger now
she gon’ suck it sloppy, n+ggas wanna copy
i was geeked up off an rp, this sh+t sound like the part three (yeah)
it’s 108 the army, lil’ bro, get b+tches off me
these n+ggas lookin’ salty, ayy, rock out like paul mccartney
yeah, i don’t need that b+tch, tell that b+tch i’m what she needs
tellin’ me she smell like me, ayy, i wish that b+tch didn’t have a ig
gettin’ rich a guarantee, i get that b+tch a salary
i haven’t talked to mallory, i popped outside in gallery
ayy, i don’t be where that chatter be, they chatterin’
if i didn’t have have a pinky finger, i wouldn’t have a ring
fn, get to scatterin’, remember i didn’t have a thing
these n+ggas go out bad, i’ve seen, i don’t know why they mad at me
fourski (yeah), that’s what they call me (what she call me)
i think that b+tch a trophy (a trophy), ayy, yeah, she’d prolly dog me (dog me)
that maybach like a ghost, see (skrrt, skrrt), it’s creepin’, crawlin’ (creepin’ crawlin’)
and i get that p+ssy fallin’, see, they done let the sharks in
they say that boy a k!ller whale, these n+ggas dolphins (yeah, they dolphins)
ayy, i make lil’ baby, uh, wake up late, she gotta call in (she gotta call in)
i don’t even think i’m rappin’ on this b+tch, i’m d+mn near saucin’ (i’m d+mn near saucin’)
these n+ggas know not to f+ck ’round with big 3, he triple crossin’ (he triple crossin’)
but don’t forget, uh, that chop’ sit on the front seat like i married it (i married it)
yeah, i cop, bro, he know the glitch (he know the glitch)
yeah, me and cousins, lilo and stitch (lilo and stitch)
all my old hoes don’t exist (uh+uh), scratchin’ that off my bucket list (bucket list)
smokin’ that out the f+ckin’ zip, ayy, i’m smokin’ her, we smokin’ him
chrome heart go on the timbs (timbs)
but f+ck that ho, she leave me blim (leave me blim)
upped that ho, i’m needin’ him
the cameras can’t see me, the brim (can’t)
he green, he invader zim
my team, they can’t play with them
sip lean, now my skin all chapped
i spray that b+tch, i bodied them
f+ck n+gga can’t come back in unless he left five to count (uh+uh)
yeah, go again, lil’ n+gga, i don’t (i don’t)
swim in that b+tch, n+gga, i left stroke (stroke)
yeah (yeah), give her that bl!ck too, that’s murder she wrote
ask her who she shootin’ for, said she’s shootin’ for four (ski)
[outro]
uh, big fourski
yeah, it’s the backdoorski
grraow

- ceo trayle lyrics

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