B. Rook - C.M.B.

Yeah Yeah
Ah Ah Ah Ah
I got this shit goin' cash money and fuck what they labeled me since
Shawty a dime if you got her passed from me
Yeah
I wrote this shit I was takin' a shit
I just vacation to trip
You know I stay with the chips
Got no time to lay with a bitch
I got this shit goin' cash money and fuck what they labeled me since
Shawty a dime if you got her passed from me, I just might need the assist
I'm on the top like it's ZZ, but I ain't go nobody sleepy, we TT in this
Shawty might love me like Kiki and JT, I feel like i'm JB, I need me a list
I pull up beat it like CC, get that shit on Fiji, then fly out like Weezy back home
Then it ain't no fun
So they just can't leave me alone
I'm on my Tee Grizzley
Blowin' that gas I don't give a F, 350
That's on the tab need that on my neck v quickly
V 12 go to 360, I don't sign shit 'less the team filthy
I got a lot in the tank
Ain't nobody gotta rebuild me
I'm in the club spent a light 50
Y'all could just give me the title, this ain't no American Idol but I still look like Billy
I could make this shit go Fivio viral, it's spiralin' outta control no Mike Vickin'
I'm on my lighter flickin'
They just been all on my dick like they don't even like bitches
But I put the keys to the side
Don't think they got it understood
I got some big balls
That I carry under wood
I'm havin' withdrawals
Cause I really want the smoke
They just been sleepin' on me for a long time for some people claim they woke
I wrote this shit I was takin' a shit
I just vacation to trip
You know I stay with the chips
Got no time to lay with a bitch
I got this shit goin' cash money and fuck what they labeled me since
Shawty a dime if you got her passed from me, I just might need the assist
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Written by:
Brandon Williamson

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