Celine Frames

Big Blrrrd

Ay, I got

Uh, uh, dead aim

Uh, uh, Celine frames

Run it back, Playboi

I got seven cars, seven chains, dead aim

Pop out, racks on me, Celine frames

I stand on murder, these **** know I bring pain

I'm team splat, knock shit back, I seen brains

This ain't no Scat, got hips and thighs on this Hellcat

Widebody, turn off the track, get nasty when I snatch

Got that get-back, smoke on Paw Nasty, turned him to a pack

I stand on wax, keep playin' with Nuski, watch somethin' else get whacked

Can't lie, I cried, wipin' my tears, loadin' up that Drac'

Tears fallin', hopin' the clip don't catch my DNA

I'm spazzin' out, like, fuck this switch, he gotta feel this K

It's Friday night, on his block late, got a show the next day

You got me lost, you pissed me off, let them pussies get off

Me versus me, I'm stuck between bein' a shooter or boss

I'm crackin' seals while sheddin' tears like I got a dry cough

And we put shit under, it's only right I put you in that wall

I fiend murder, these **** know I mean murder

Ever catch me loafin', cut me open, I bleed murder

Black Draco, Century Arms, flippin' shit like a cheeseburger

We heavily armed, can't name a chopper we ain't heard of

My bitch by my side through thick and thin, I don't want for nothing

I'ma get it together, stop the bullshit, cut out the pluggin'

'Cause I can't even stomach just the thought of my lil' bitch fuckin'

And she know how it get 'bout the smallest shit, it get ugly

Lord know I love my kids, about Ashton, go at the preacher

'Bout Realan, take out the teacher, play with Riley and meet the reaper

Don't play 'bout Camille and Nesha, same shit go for Talisha

'Bout Big Rod, send you to God, it's strictly murder 'bout my people

I got seven cars, seven chains, dead aim

Pop out, racks on me, Celine frames

I stand on murder, these **** know I bring pain

I'm team splat, knock shit back, I seen brains

This ain't no Scat, got hips and thighs on this Hellcat

Widebody, turn off the track, get nasty when I snatch

Got that get-back, smoke on Paw Nasty, turned him to a pack

I stand on wax, keep playin' with Nuski, watch somethin' else get whacked