ZEEM - CMP (feat. Imdica)

No, no, no don't call my phone (Don't call my phone)
Told that bitch leave me alone (Leave me alone, Don't call my phone)
No, no, no don't call my phone (Don't call my phone, Leave me alone)
Told that bitch leave me alone (Leave me alone)
Boot up take off in a rocket
The racks they stuck to my pocket
Know she choosing, but I'm not no option
And that nigga my son I adopt him
Running up loot, fucking on bitches
You know we do that shit often
He was stealing my flow, I just had to stop him
Chopper sit on my lap, push me I'm letting it clap
Huh, I'm not trusting no nigga, I'm not giving em' daps
Yea, I had heard that's your bitch she let me hit from the back
Yea, no this not a chopper this is full loaded Mack'
Yea, yea, yea I'm counting up cash
She let me nut on her ass
I got the drip and I just had to splash
ZEEM never coming in last
I had to dead it, left it in the past
ZEEM moving fast like the flash
No they can't catch me one hundred and sixty the dash
She a ten but she came with a tag
Five zero on the chase we skate off in the Jag'
Lil' nigga I been in the lab
I really got money I don't gotta brag
Huh, my bitch in designer
Yea, she matching my swag
Yea, your bitch listen to Prada, than she ask you for a bag
It's staying with my please don't think I'm not gon' squeeze
Your hoe laying with me, I think she been here for a week
Full loaded chopper, Huh, I gotta squeeze
Huh, he not talking proper
We shot at his knees
Yuh
Bad bitch all over my body I told her to move I told her relax (Yuh)
These niggas walking away with the swag
I told em' to give that shit back
Add it up no we don't ever subtract
Spending it then I'ma make it right back
Said I gotta go somewhere
When in reality we coming back
Cut off that hoe extended her stay
These niggas mad that I'm making a way
Lame boy I do not care what you say
Been doing this without you anyway
Look at me and then look at my face
Does it really look like that I give a fuck
Your times up boy you testing your luck
She come with me now she giving it up
I'm making it rain loadin' the chopper I got all the aim
No we not the same, how you let your bitch get fucked by the gang
These niggas mad need to stay in they lane
Psychedelics in my brain I'm insane
I'm in too deep no way
I gotta get out before I'm a slave

Written by:
Imdic a, Zeem 2x

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