Cj lines - BOYS (feat. HAIDDEN)

(Shh)
I'm grippin her ass cheeks runnin this bitch
Like a track meet bro throw me the pack
I'm catching that bitch like a mu fuckin athlete
Look at my wrist ya my diamonds real flashy
I got my boys in the back seat (Huh)
I got my boys in the back seat just fucked your bitch now she attached to me
Burn this track up it's a catastrophe shit you be sayin it's just like cap to me
Fucked on this bitch it was a blast to me
Cut of this bitch like a vasectomy with her new friend
Now she's impressed with me ya my brother right next to me
My Brodie trappin a 4 four door fuck up a bag
I fuck up like 4 more she brought her friend I told her bring 4 more
Hallow tips connecting just like some Wi-Fi
Your girl ate me up like she at 5 guys
Chop gotta kick when that bitch cry (Bow bow)
There you lie people so fake the way they lie ranch I be dressin I'm to fly
I'm stylin fuck what you heard I am as fly as a bird
I'm grippin her ass cheeks runnin this bitch
Like a track meet bro throw me the pack
I'm catching that bitch like a mu fuckin athlete
Look at my wrist ya my diamonds real flashy
I got my boys in the back seat (Huh)
See me on the track take a risk better roll the dice
Fuck around turn rolling loud to an open mic
So much fire I think I blow the mic
Do not give a fuck if you think that my clothes are overpriced
You can see how I'm flexin when you close your eyes
So much hater that shit be glorified
Old ass haters on my gram and they 45

Written by:
Cayden Deming

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