Ceehuncho - Livin like Larry

Damn near pushing 220 on the freeway
I just got a stolen debit card that bitch prepaid
I ain't serving rocks right now it's a weed day
Come to our block we spraying at them like it's D-day
Ain't no Packers but I'm in the midwest
With some green bae
Just got a Airbnb mansion it came with three lakes
Had to cut bro off
He always asking me for some free yay
I don't need no autotune for my career I ain't T-Pain
Why you begging for some weed
I pull up you don't got the money counted?
How the fuck you lose track of yo pole
And say somebody found it?
Mix the Act with the Tris up the color looking brownish
Screaming gibberish in the booth
Man these niggas don't got no talent
I do this how I want
Don't ask the engineer how I be sounding
Oh he say he gon' rob Cee Huncho?
Buddy wylin
I like to run through bands
Cuz I know the money always piling
3D printed switch up on the Glock
We finna get violent
And I can name a dozen opps that still be in hiding
Take a trip to Cali in a jet I don't like driving
I'll pull the second amendment out
I don't like fighting
Plug pulled up when I ran out of wok
Call that good timing
Placed a hit on Friday he was dead by Saturday
Spiderman ain't here to save you
Imma rob you in the alleyway
We know where he live, work, and go to school
We ain't no CIA
Brody beat a opp to death he got hit with foul play
You the type to cooperate with a police officer
And I'm natural with it
Bitch I got more green than a gardener
Freaky with it
Like to give more wood out than a carpenter
I was built for this I'm more cut out than a sharpener
He done ratted out now he in witness protection
Talking on the Huncho had to up the stick to correct him
Had to rob his ass 'cuz buddy kept posting pics flexing
Knock his molars out
I think he need to go and find a new dentist
Damn this steak good
Who's the head of this establishment?
Pull up masks on with ak's like the Taliban
I think I need a time machine I'm tryna get some actavis
I'm 'boutta drive to a baby shower bro just had a kid
Girl let me get up on yo lips
Like some Carmex
Let me fuck you on the kitchen table fuck a car sex
How fast my whip go
You would think that we in Star-Trek
Dawg stealing lyrics in the booth he needa bar check
Anything that's free I'll take
Complimentary
All the opps dead I see em in the cemetery
Rockets at his vehicle he can't move he like
Put it in reverse Terri
Ever since I jumped into the water I live like Larry

Written by:
Cee Huncho

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