Audemar lyrics

by

CEO Trayle



[Intro: CEO Trayle]
(Winning lottery numbers coming up)
Tuh, uh, ayy, ayy (Dubba-AA flex)
I was charged up, battery
Double A batteries, I'm— like a hundred on me (Uh, yeah, started off like this, started off like this)
Ayy, think that's enough to get a Grammy? (Started off like this)
n*gga, a hundred double A batteries is enough to get a Grammy? (n*gga, all this sh*t unrivaled)
Say less (This is the sound)
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus: CEO Trayle]
I'm tryna go Audemars the wrist (The wrist)
n*gga, it started off like this (Like this), 'member when me and you used to click? (Ayy, ayy)
n*gga get mad I took his b*tch (Phew), he ain't f*ckin' that b*tch like this (Uh-uh)
Ask if he would duck from that switch (Grrah, grrah), n*gga get plucked playin' with that chicken
I call bro, he threw the assist (Assist)

[Verse 1: CEO Trayle]
n*gga paid general admission (Admission), n*gga, I'm the general lieutenant (Lieutenant)
I play the field, but ain't no scrimmage (Scrimmage)
That b*tch broke my heart, did damage (Yeah), but she didn't f*ck up my spirit (Uh-uh)
She was singin' all Big Backdoor lyrics (Yeah), call her Big Backdoor the Mrs (The Mrs)
I, I, I told you, you ain't listen (Uh-uh)
I'm back inside the kitchen (On God)
I charged that battery up, I went double A on you b*tches (Yes, sir)
Ayy, ayy, I know you don't love me, but I just hope you miss me (I just hope you—)
4 in the f*ckin' morning and she text me sayin' she miss me, yeah, uh, uh, uh
This b*tch a blessing from the heavens (Uh-huh)
Dead man, shot me seven times, I guess I'm lucky seven (Ayy)
If I fall, you better catch me (Uh-huh), I swear, b*tch, you better catch me (On God)
I don't ever call her sexy (Uh-uh), she for poetry, my baby (My baby)
Big backdoor with a capital B (B), Backdoor if you askin' for me (If you askin')
What I'ma do, they just waitin' to see (See)
I just got a B and got places to be (Yeah)
Bro just caught him a Casey, a G (Yeah)
Free T Slick, off two of them beans (Yeah)
Freaky b*tch, I need you with me (Yeah)
Big C4 with a capital C, Four, yeah
[Chorus: CEO Trayle]
I'm tryna go Audemars the wrist (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
n*gga, it started off like this (Uh-huh), 'member when me and you used to click? (Ayy, ayy, remember)
n*gga get mad I took his b*tch (He mad), he ain't f*ckin' that b*tch like this (He mad)
Ask if he would duck from that switch (Uh-uh), n*gga get plucked playin' with that chicken (Grrt, baow, baow, baow, baow)
I call bro, he threw the assist (Uh-huh)

[Verse 2: CEO Trayle]
He say, "Backdoor" three times and Backdoor pop up
Still tryna get my lil' b*tch knocked up (Uh-huh)
Capital P and the P is for playin' with me (Capital P)
Capital P is for player if you want it, ayy, capital P 'cause I'm P if I don't
n*gga, I pee on the b*tch in the mornin' (Uh-uh)
I just want these blue face hundreds (Yeah)
Ayy, smile at a b*tch, Four say (Four say)
Ayy, ayy, Drac' ride with me closely (Closely)
You should be embarrassed, he ain't havin' feet on the wood, n*gga sittin' in a nose bleed (Uh-uh)
Know I'm P, I sent the two bad b*tches two rows behind me (Capital)
n*gga, this sh*t courtside, I might be on TV

[Outro: CEO Trayle]
Yeah, I'm P, uh
That's what capital player (Capital player)
Yeah, I'm P, after I f*ck her, I send her a Zelle (After I f*ck her I send her a P)
Uh, uh, my lil' brodie say, "I see why these n*ggas hate you, Trayle" (I see why these n*ggas hate me)
Uh, "That's 'cause you don't let this money and bullsh*t make you, Trayle" (I don't let this money make me)
Yeah, yeah, I don't let this money make me, Four
Uh, uh
Capital P and the P is for player
Capital, yeah
(Winning lottery numbers coming up)
(This is the sound)
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