Cypress - Dice Rolla (Chapter 1)

And I only f*ck with my sh*t
N*gga my sh*t
Gottem begging for that Cyp sh*t
Yeah that Cyp Sh*t
Yeah you n*ggas must be Geminis
2 side sh*t
Cyp Canelo with the right hand
With the right fist
I’m the muf*cka right now
And was it back then
Can I get a dollar 50
On uhh pump 10
I was reckless in that yota
But I never crashed it
Got suspend for a fight club
On my Brad Pitt
Next year Kilo bounced out
With the Mac ten
I was boostin out the Walmart
Flipping tags then
Told my n*ggas div the funds up
Get a mansion
Throw a party for the weekend
Get to freakin
Big Cyp I’m really outchea
With the sound yeah
19 left the house yeah
I had to bounce yeah
23 I’m in Dubai yeah
Living higher
24 I’m facing time yeah
What a life yeah
Then I bounced back
On a high note
I walk a thin line n*gga tight rope
Minnesota with the shoulder
Yeah the n*gga ice cold
Lil b*tch watch this
It’s the K and Cyp show

Woah Cyp cool down
Hit em nice four
I might have to hold that
That’s a uhh nice flow
Gettin dope to the slope
Workin with the white folks
Sh*t bump like a blind man with eyes close
Throw a party get it packed out
That’s just facts now
Ima put it in her back
Till that p*ssy maxed out
All I do is get a bag
And make sure the pack loud
I ain’t f*ckin with the bullsh*t
I’m a cash cow
He was trappin on the south side
At his grams house
Baby I ain’t with a b*tch
I’m just at my mans house
Throwing money on flow
Ima take another roll
Life’s been a flick
And it’s funny how it shows
Now how could you think that you f*ckin with me
N*ggas be 7 foot ten with the reach
Pop at the mouth
And they lie through they teeth
N*ggas want beef and the smoke
I’m like sheesh
Smoke em like sheesh
I be on my bull everyday out the week
They with me but want me to change like the sheets
But it’s the same old me
So I told her

Hold this toke this
Then give her mo d*ck
Oh sh*t big drip
Billy Ocean
Boat sh*t Coast Sh*t
Yeah and some mo sh*t
Mo chips mo dip
B*tch I pay my own rent
You should pay ya own sh*t
We the best bold sh*t
I am me I am me
Never on clone sh*t
Miami in 06
Get the road win
I know n*ggas right now
Couldn’t see our old sh*t

My b*tches out in Cali steady bumping my sh*t
I just walked up in the club and they playin my shit
I took a trip out to Atlanta now they playin my sh*t
The record harder than a hammer so they banging my sh*t

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