CAPA/TRACKLIST
Letra : Set the Tone
(Hitkidd, what it do, man?)
A-L-E-Z-A
See, I'll break a n***a pockets 'fore I let him break my heart
And these b*t*hes ain't on sh*t, do all that talkin' 'til I spark
Quick to sell his a** a dream like I'm lucid in the dark
I walked in with pressure on me, building smellin' like some farts
And I got hella n***as, I can't pick, they make it hard
All my opps wanna squash beef, but they done took that sh*t too far
He just asked me did I love him? B*t*h, you must be gone off bars
I just stuffed my 'Wood with 'za, it got me tweakin', I'm on Mars
All that braggin' 'bout that n***a got that n***a f**ked
Told that ho listen to Lil Durk, 'cause, ho, you should've ducked
And I ain't comin' off that n***a 'less he wipe his face
And I ain't doin' no wifey sh*t because I know my place
Yeah, I got b*t*hes mad 'cause they facecard can't pull n***as
Let me call my n***a, just know Rambo gon' pull triggers
If I see your n***a, that's on your life, you won't get him back
Make him bend me over, make him eat this coochie from the back
Dropped my last n***a and stopped f**kin' with his big homie
Runnin' through these n***as, Lori Harvey ain't got sh*t on me
I know them b*t*hes watchin', I look like a f**kin' lick, don't it?
Talkin' 'bout me to that n***a, bet he know that I'm the sh*t, don't he?
Money can't buy love, but it can buy me that new 'Vette, though
My pockets large, I'm eatin' good, I'm feelin' like a fat ho
Not steppin' on no toes because I'm at these b*t*hes' neck, ho
Wonder why he love my lil' a**, 'cause he know this pu**y fat, ho
What you lookin' for? You know I'm heat, I'm cookin', ho
Tryna shut me out, motherf**ker, I'ma kick the door
I got the sauce, come lick it, ho, fine as f**k, no ticket, ho
I be with the gang, yeah, we bang, I don't clique with hoes
It's the queen of the slimes, queen of the dimes
You know I walk in the spot, don't wait in no lines
N***as broke than a motherf**ker wastin' my time
I been laughin' at hoes, they really be tryin'
I got all my haters watchin', now's the time for you to clock in
N***as don't want smoke, I call my bro, go get your Glock then
B*t*h, we run the city, f**k these n***as, man, we top ten
Burst a b*t*h bubble 'cause these hoes know I'm poppin'
B*t*hes in my business, can you rappers sell bundles?
Ho, you better watch that n***a 'fore I make you come up off him
He only a dog to you, I put him on a leash and walk him
Said I gotta stop sh*ttin' on b*t*hes 'cause I do it way too often
Put me on any beat, challenge me, b*t*hes can't f**k with me
Lyrically, I'm a beast, on my gang, that's on CGE
You b*t*hes play, I drop a bag, our members active in the street
I like n***as with fire head, when he done, I'm goin' straight to sleep
I like n***as with big bread, make a twenty, you can match that
We can't get caught textin', so just hit me through your Snapchat
Opps can't get caught lackin', we put 'em behind a hashtag
Thinkin' that I like, I'm tryna find out where his stash at
Y'all know what the f**k goin' on
Hold up, Glitter Gang sh*t
Glorilla, b*t*h
A-L-E-Z-A
K Carbon, yeah, f**k y'all thought?
Ayy, they got us f**ked up
B*t*hes got me f**ked up
Hell nah
Play this sh*t back, Allie
A-L-E-Z-A
See, I'll break a n***a pockets 'fore I let him break my heart
And these b*t*hes ain't on sh*t, do all that talkin' 'til I spark
Quick to sell his a** a dream like I'm lucid in the dark
I walked in with pressure on me, building smellin' like some farts
And I got hella n***as, I can't pick, they make it hard
All my opps wanna squash beef, but they done took that sh*t too far
He just asked me did I love him? B*t*h, you must be gone off bars
I just stuffed my 'Wood with 'za, it got me tweakin', I'm on Mars
All that braggin' 'bout that n***a got that n***a f**ked
Told that ho listen to Lil Durk, 'cause, ho, you should've ducked
And I ain't comin' off that n***a 'less he wipe his face
And I ain't doin' no wifey sh*t because I know my place
Yeah, I got b*t*hes mad 'cause they facecard can't pull n***as
Let me call my n***a, just know Rambo gon' pull triggers
If I see your n***a, that's on your life, you won't get him back
Make him bend me over, make him eat this coochie from the back
Dropped my last n***a and stopped f**kin' with his big homie
Runnin' through these n***as, Lori Harvey ain't got sh*t on me
I know them b*t*hes watchin', I look like a f**kin' lick, don't it?
Talkin' 'bout me to that n***a, bet he know that I'm the sh*t, don't he?
Money can't buy love, but it can buy me that new 'Vette, though
My pockets large, I'm eatin' good, I'm feelin' like a fat ho
Not steppin' on no toes because I'm at these b*t*hes' neck, ho
Wonder why he love my lil' a**, 'cause he know this pu**y fat, ho
What you lookin' for? You know I'm heat, I'm cookin', ho
Tryna shut me out, motherf**ker, I'ma kick the door
I got the sauce, come lick it, ho, fine as f**k, no ticket, ho
I be with the gang, yeah, we bang, I don't clique with hoes
It's the queen of the slimes, queen of the dimes
You know I walk in the spot, don't wait in no lines
N***as broke than a motherf**ker wastin' my time
I been laughin' at hoes, they really be tryin'
I got all my haters watchin', now's the time for you to clock in
N***as don't want smoke, I call my bro, go get your Glock then
B*t*h, we run the city, f**k these n***as, man, we top ten
Burst a b*t*h bubble 'cause these hoes know I'm poppin'
B*t*hes in my business, can you rappers sell bundles?
Ho, you better watch that n***a 'fore I make you come up off him
He only a dog to you, I put him on a leash and walk him
Said I gotta stop sh*ttin' on b*t*hes 'cause I do it way too often
Put me on any beat, challenge me, b*t*hes can't f**k with me
Lyrically, I'm a beast, on my gang, that's on CGE
You b*t*hes play, I drop a bag, our members active in the street
I like n***as with fire head, when he done, I'm goin' straight to sleep
I like n***as with big bread, make a twenty, you can match that
We can't get caught textin', so just hit me through your Snapchat
Opps can't get caught lackin', we put 'em behind a hashtag
Thinkin' that I like, I'm tryna find out where his stash at
Y'all know what the f**k goin' on
Hold up, Glitter Gang sh*t
Glorilla, b*t*h
A-L-E-Z-A
K Carbon, yeah, f**k y'all thought?
Ayy, they got us f**ked up
B*t*hes got me f**ked up
Hell nah
Play this sh*t back, Allie
