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[Intro: CEO Trayle]
I had to tell my, my b*tch and my side b*tch (Dubba-AA flex)
And my other side b*tch (Winning lottery numbers coming up)
Like this the sound?
I'm just talkin' to you, only you
(This is the sound)
Uh

[Verse 1: CEO Trayle]
Is you slidin' for me? Is you riding for me?
Perpetual, spend your time for me
Yeah, bae, I crash for you, I'm a crash dummy
Uh, give my last to you, spend your last for me
Yeah, me and my b*tch'll shoot, I don't need lil' bro to blast for me
Crash Bandicoot, I'm spinnin', bae, just ask for me
Uh, I'll be home soon, baby, I'm just road runnin'
Yeah, is you gon' hide me if you know 'trol comin'?
Ayy, yeah, sell your soul for me, sell your soul for me (Uh)
Put you in Marni too, my cup still Barney too (Ayy)
b*tch asked me what I'm drinkin', lean, not no '42
Yeah, I put that di*k on that b*tch, I bet she love me more than you
Ayy, ayy, call me, I answer, that b*tch my private dancer
Got this b*tch from the Flame, she said she love Atlanta
Got this b*tch out of Cheater, she love me, I don't need her
Hit me, I turn your shirt no sleeves, b*tch, a wife beater
She suck that di*k so good, she got brain just like a teacher
Me Dubba-AA and say f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck your beats, and f*ck your features
Poured the pint in the liter, I got stripes like Adidas
I kick it b*tch, like FIFA, b*tch a queen like Latifah (Okay)
[Bridge: CEO Trayle]
Uh
I know it get hard to please a b*tch like you, you bad and whatever
Don't give a f*ck 'bout no bad b*tches
Man
Yeah

[Verse 2: CEO Trayle]
AP on my left, bad b*tch on the right
Uh, if I don't come home at night, at first we f*ck and then we fight
Ayy, ayy, b*tch, just fix your face and everything gon' go right
Ayy ayy, f*ck your attitude, I'm f*ckin' that ride up out you light
Yeah, and f*ck your brother too and f*ck your ex-n*gga too
Yeah, they ain't as real as Four, they don't do the sh*t I do
Yeah, they ain't as real as Dub or any n*gga out my crew
Bought my b*tch Balenci' boots so she could step on you
Yeah, b*tch stiff, I don't want her, I hit the beat with the, "Skrrt"
b*tch, you go out with another n*gga, you think my feelings hurt
b*tch, I'm big Backdoor and that n*gga a pus*y, don't get him hurt
I know you with me right or wrong, but wrong as hell, know that's for sure

[Outro: CEO Trayle]
The hardest thing is to please you (This is the sound)
I just be tryna please you, baby
But it's like, I'm still me at the end of the day, man
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