CEO Key lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayy, Deeski, I like this one)
Gang, gang (What they talkin' 'bout, Traiqo?)
PCF (Svntana)
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
They done let the CEO out, know they f*cked up
If you see me come up, then you know, you know, yeah, yeah (Blatt, baow, baow)
Might just take 'em down, tie 'em up (Tie 'em up)
Know we got that doggy put up
Gotta let my dog get some, that's for sure (Man, come on, come on)
I had to, I had to, uh (Had to get 'em, I had to get 'em)
I had to change the flow, no prepaid phones, I'm cuttin' dope (Come on, come on)
Collectin' bodies, I know I'm wrong, ask your b*tch, I put you on
Lil' bros and hoеs and fours and sh*t, you ain't serious, tell you my money long (Know what thе f*ck)

[Verse]
I can't get locked up again, I'm tired of gettin' n*ggas to fly a drone
Bologna sandwich, tryna cook my sausage, two buns on the chrome
That's what the tints said on my slide every time I had this sh*t
I can't even lie, I'm gon' think twice next time 'fore I bump the switch (Brr, brr, brr, brr)
'Cause every time you reminisce, the cell get smaller
But it really make me go harder (On God)
Had to wash my jumpsuit in some toilet water (No cap)
Very professional with that rock, my dog taste good, lil' Tkey Parker
I brought the rapper to the section, your n*ggas be in here smokin' pasta (Yeah)
The streets talk, they say you broke, n*gga, you ain't got no doctors
Rap n*gga be ridin' MARTA, good day, he might ride Honda (Lil' n*gga)
You must ain't heard, boy, I'm a nut, TKey Carver
No PC party, pop out for a Leonardo (No PC, n*gga)
Yeah, you can check my peso, it's over-verified (Overly)
Put the K behind that F, every time we collide, it's a homicide (Homicide)
We kill with fashion, band for band? Oh, yeah, he over-fried
And don't bring up bodies 'cause every time we hit that switch, one of them f*ck n*ggas died
[Chorus]
They done let the CEO out, know they f*cked up (Died)
If you see me come up, then you know, you know, yeah, yeah (If you know, you know)
Might just take 'em down, tie 'em up
Know we got that doggy put up
Gotta let my dog get some (Come on, twin), that's for sure (Come on, twin)
I had to, I had to, uh (Had to get 'em)
I had to change the flow, no prepaid phones, I'm cuttin' dope
Collectin' bodies, I know I'm wrong, ask your b*tch, I put you on
Lil' bros and hoes and fours and sh*t, you ain't serious, tell you my money long (Not to f*ck with, n*gga)

[Outro]
(Svntana)
f*ck that, check my peso
(Ayy, Deeski, I like this one)