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NewCeline
by Kn'a
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Cooling with your bitch she hold my cause she hot shit
Threw a party on V, then throw like forty in a mosh pit
Buss a bezel on my wrist, taste like skittles when she drop it
He keep talking all-at shit, I might juss put him in a coffin
Got her holding on my backend bring it in when she walking
Spreading sugar round the mouth like lemonade while u talking
Put my sock up on a tree I need a rayon stocking
Got em sock in the coffin, pop a bean knock his noggin
Drinking on soda I pipe it up n put two in my cup
Dick off a perky She suck it up so she vacuum it up
Say its a hobby just like a instrument do it for fun
Don't even check em just let em in cause we bring-in a gun
Don't be thinking is sweet cause I walk in wit my blow
Got him coming for yo throat wit FNN's on a hoe
Might just buy another bag wit new Celine on a hoe
I just kicked another ounce and now it's green on the floor
I just filled her up wit water now she cleaning my boat
I just put my car on forty it's on E when I go
Got ghosting Danny Phantom u can't see me no more
U can't see me no more, she blow-in duck like a flute
Different bitches in the club, ones they come up off of me
And u know she into me, suck the soul up outta me
It was never your fault so I don't need your apologies
Niggas bitches seen in public eye to eye they on the D
They be banging on my door I got her on shaken my keys
Don't be com-in at me foul n out line I'm outta reach
Cooling with your bitch she hold my cause she hot shit
Threw a party on V, then throw like forty in a mosh pit
Buss a bezel on my wrist, taste like skittles when she drop it
He keep talking all-at shit, I might juss put him in a coffin
Got her holding on my backend bring it in when she walking
Spreading sugar round the mouth like lemonade while u talking
Put my sock up on a tree I need a rayon stocking
Got em sock in the coffin, pop a bean knock his noggin
Drinking on soda I pipe it up n put two in my cup
Dick off a perky She suck it up so she vacuum it up
Say its a hobby just like a instrument do it for fun
Don't even check em just let em in cause we bring-in a gun
Don't be thinking is sweet cause I walk in wit my blow
Got him coming for yo throat wit FNN's on a hoe
Might just buy another bag wit new Celine on a hoe
I just kicked another ounce and now it's green on the floor
I just filled her up wit water now she cleaning my boat
I just put my car on forty it's on E when I go
Got ghosting Danny Phantom u can't see me no more
U can't see me no more, she blow-in duck like a flute
Different bitches in the club, ones they come up off of me
And u know she into me, suck the soul up outta me
It was never your fault so I don't need your apologies
Niggas bitches seen in public eye to eye they on the D
They be banging on my door I got her on shaken my keys
Don't be com-in at me foul n out line I'm outta reach
