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cmdwn - bermuda lyrics

[intro: ca$tro guapo]
aye, dnny phntm you made this sh-t?

[chorus: ca$tro guapo]
walk in with that ice on me, start feelin’ like a cooler (cooler!)
kimbo got the ruger, disappear like the bermuda (‘muda!)
f-ck a thottie face, and then i call that b-tch an uber (bye!)
i ain’t tryna f-ck, your p-ssy smellin’ like a sewer (ugh!)
speedin’ to my music, drive the mazi like i’m stupid
ridin’ with the ruler, you can’t rob me i’m not stupid (huh?)
booted off the molly girl, my t–th like something’s chewy (err!)
opps like paparazzi, hatin’ n-ggas tryna shoot me (boom!)

[verse 1: ca$tro guapo]
thottie thought i cared about the b-tch, that was the alcohol (sike!)
n-gga i just fist a b-tch, i almost lost my apple watch (oops)
drippin sauce, no apple sauce, was f-ckin’ off the ca$tro sauce (yuh!)
ballin’ with no basketball, ’cause i don’t play no basketball (nah!)
disappear with your ho like a magic show
got the lean on go, but i can’t sip slow
got a beam with the pole so don’t try me bro
don’t like me? you know where to find me bro (uh!)
put the guns down, you can catch a two piece
n-gga this is cmdwn, we be in the ksubi’s
n-gga wanna shoot me, choppa on bruce lee
n-ggas steady knew me, actin’ like groupies
b-tches tryna trap me, think a n-gga goofy
n-gga can’t dap me, n-ggas got cooties
you ain’t gonna shoot me, n-gga salute me
catch me in the coupe-y, down with the roof-y

[chorus: ca$tro guapo]
walk in with that ice on me, start feelin’ like a cooler (cooler!)
kimbo got the ruger, disappear like the bermuda (‘muda!)
f-ck a thottie face, and then i call that b-tch an uber (bye!)
i ain’t tryna f-ck, your p-ssy smellin’ like a sewer (ugh!)
speedin’ to my music, drive the mazi like i’m stupid (skrr!)
ridin’ with the ruler, you can’t rob me i’m not stupid (iight)
booted off the molly girl, my t–th like something’s chewy (err!)
opps like paparazzi, hatin’ n-ggas tryna shoot me

[verse 2: fiji]
she don’t play instruments, but she just play my flute (flute)
please don’t tell my mom how her son, he love the boof
car ain’t got no roof (roof), and it’s goin’ fast (zoom!)
i got lots of cash, foreign dash, ho watch where you ash
all about my cash, i’ma p-ss if there ain’t a bag
ca$tro off the gas, he won’t land, think he peter pan
pockets full of bands, ksubi’s sag, you can see my -ss
fifteen thou’ in cash, ca$tro off the gas
all these b-tches on my d-ck, they want a pic
hatin’ n-ggas simply slip, by the stick
henny in my f-ckin’ p-ss, life i live
playin’ basketball in ricks, feelin’ rich

[bridge: ca$tro guapo & fiji]
keep it on me at the movies (oh woah) (keep it on me at the movies)
make a scene just like a movie (oh woah) (make a scene just like a what?)
hit that ho now she a groupie (oh woah) (hit that ho now she my b-tch!)
duck that b-tch like she got cooties (oh woah) (duck her like ebola)

[chorus: ca$tro guapo]
walk in with that ice on me, start feelin’ like a cooler (cooler!)
kimbo got the ruger, disappear like the bermuda (‘muda)
f-ck a thottie face, and then i call that b-tch an uber (bye!)
i ain’t tryna f-ck, your p-ssy smellin’ like a sewer (ugh!)
speedin’ to my music, drive the mazi like i’m stupid (skrr!)
ridin’ with the ruler, you can’t rob me i’m not stupid (iight)
booted off the molly girl, my t–th like something’s chewy (err!)
opps like paparazzi, hatin’ n-ggas tryna shoot me (tryna shoot me)

- cmdwn lyrics

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