CDL’S lyrics

[Intro]
(Zaytoven)

[Chorus: Money Man]
He ain't no real one clearly, certified stones clear
Big checks keep on clearin', loud, we hard at hearin'
Pounds just keep appearin', then start disappearin' (Trauma Tone)
She love my appearance, I got loads on clearance
They gon' drive a distance just to come and get 'em

[Verse: Money Man]
CDL drive-by, unload 'em on Palace
Every day a n*gga make 80K average
Growin these veggies, I'm servin' this salad
All of my b*tches got faces and wagons
Certified stones, shine and blingy
Clientele callin', my phone keep ringin'
Gang sh*t, n*gga free Blitz and Demon
Street n*gga, still take a brick for a feature
Pour a whole ten in that Pino's bottle
I can pay a lil' b*tch rent off often
I be havin' bags that is rental for travelin'
I can make ends at casinos gamblin'
He ain't no real, he can look at my status
Intelligent trap n*gga, can't get captured
All my b*tches rather run weed, all my n*gga steppin' indeed
f*ckin' with the planty, see him on my team
I just copped shorty a GLE
Hallucinatin' off this DMT
Do not play, n*gga, DNP
Catchin' these juggs at GLC
Everybody eat, gotta feed my team
[Chorus: Money Man]
He ain't no real one clearly, certified stones clear
Big checks keep on clearin', loud, we hard at hearin'
Pounds just keep appearin', then start disappearin'
She love my appearance, I got loads on clearance
They gon' drive a distance just to come and get 'em