C Notes lyrics

[Verse 1: Rob Vicious]
Drugs, all up in my system
I'm tryna smoke 'em tryna drink 'em, tryna hit some'
No interviews and no meet and greet, can't flick up
To you rap n*ggas, don't say my name when you spit somethin'
I had b*tches, I had homies, but they switched up
I'm only kickin' it with your b*tch to get my di*k sucked
I'm on the road runnin' that dope, I got my stick tucked
n*gga you ain't know talkin' all that sh*t'll get your sh*t bust
I got that fire on me right now, n*gga I slay sh*t
Before I leave the house I thank God and I pray, b*tch
My girlfriend love my dirty drawers and I ain't sh*t
She said baby how you get this money? I said I take sh*t

[Verse 2: Fenix Flexin]
We them n*ggas poppin' and you not, better catch up
Free Ketchup, I got up off my ass and n*ggas flexed up
I'm sick, don't need no check-up, I'm running checks up
I pop a perky 'fore we sex up, 'bout to f*ck her neck up
I be in them foreign cars, you be in Integras
I don't trust no Insta b*tches, 'cause they probably set-ups
Pop a molly, ooh, I'm trippin', shoot him from the neck up
Free my n*ggas doin' time, man I hope they bless up
Ain't no n*gga finna press us, finna rip his flesh up
Life's a movie, you an extra, but ain't with the extras
Fenix flexin', see the check bruh, we is really next up
Life's a movie, you an extra, but ain't with the extras
[Verse 3: OhGeesy]
Steady countin' C-notes, cookin' up like C.N.O.T.E
Baby mama deepthroat, catch me in the streets though
In LA, Mexico where I get the yay
I can never go broke if I sell a bag a day
Choppers spray, bullets eat a n*gga like it's gay
Servin' J's, nine to five AM, that sh*t pays
That's your wife, she my b*tch, it's okay
You still pourin' ones, I pour the trey
I'ma spend a bag and enjoy my day
Dirty stick, bad b*tches where I lay
Dirty digits in my bank account, okay?
This the players club like Rappin 4 Tay
Rollin' in a five seater with four K's
And I'm sittin' sideways with your bae
Rollin' in a five seater with four K's
And I'm sittin' sideways with your bae