C.R.E.A.M lyrics

[Chorus]
I'm movin’ like Carti
I can set that b*tch off in a party
See the feds, I'm outta here
Breeze take yo ass outta here
b*tch I look like my own
What are you on?
It learn how to count, sh*t go “beep, beep”
She stressing me out, I need to leave earth please
Yeah he talkin' down, I made his white shirt bleed
Had enough of the Z's, got this dirt on my sleeve
So don't hurt me
Got a G’, know I ain't f*ck wit' a cream

[Verse]
Cash rules everything around me
I make a play and can't no one compete
I'm wit' yo b*tch, I took her on a spree
I like her better when she on her knees
He f*ckin' up cause that n*gga ain't me
I went overseas just to see
Who this on my phone? You're a creep
Nah for real
So don't speak
I can see, what's your deal, you're a tweak
You're a tweak, you can get killed
I don't believe that, this sh*t is not real
Don't wanna talk to your hoe, she not ill
I got a [?]
I pull the key out the back end
I f*cked your hoe from the back end
[Chorus]
I'm movin’ like Carti
I can set that b*tch off in a party
See the feds, I'm outta here
Breathe, take yo ass outta here
b*tch I look like my own
What are you on?
It learned how to count, sh*t go beep, beep
She stressing me out, I need to leave earth please
Yeah he talkin' down, I made his white shirt bleed
Had enough of the Z's, got this dirt on my sleeve
So don't hurt me
Got a G’, know I ain't f*ck wit' a cream

[Outro]
Yung Brando, b*tch