Ceo
Miss me with your Mrs
I don't miss like a missile
Try me with your disses
I don't flinch, I don't respond
My time too limited to entertain these hoes
Rather make me some O's then I make me some mo'
Bitch try me, king kong, got nothing on me
I'm with the Cosmic, in the Arcade, that's where you find me
Big big batty gyal, she gon whine up on me
Go ahead a couple more rounds, she can't handle this
Baby Jiggle diss, Jet-Jiggle for your daddy
Let me see the fellas drop top like a caddy
I don't wanna know about the niggas in the office
I'm a C.E.O. all I care about is profit!
Profit, Profit, Profit
D-d-dogs rolling bombastically
Feeling shaggy
Joint pressed up on my lips
These suits smoking backie
Pure bred you're dead if u hit this
It got no backie
U tacky
Happy when im rapping
Go back to your circle of squares
Looking like backstreet
Natty hair so you think im trapping
Hand in my baggy ass pants
So you think im fapping
Shift over to some booties
That be looking like jello with some
Hoes and Prosecco
Kenzo in a Benzo
Cinderella can't bend it over
I show her quick
Move over
C.E.O's we taking over
Taking all your O's
Designer clothes
Yelling fuck you then let it echo loud Across the coast
BITCH!
Baby Jiggle diss, Jet-Jiggle for your Daddy
Let me see the fellas drop-top like a Caddy
I don't wanna know about the niggas in the office
I'm a C.E.O. all I care about is profit!
Profit, Profit, Profit
Baby Jiggle diss, Jet-Jiggle for your Momma
Let me see the ladies drop top like it's summer
I don't really care about the bitches in the office
Who the C.E.O., heads are rolling let me chop it
Chop it, Chop it, Chop it
Wait! Man I've just got paid!
Ya'll niggas so lame!
My bitches untamed!
D.n. PARTIES c'mon
Flame, soul fyah
Walking thru these lines
In my flames so stylah
Sweat, Sweat, Sweat
Get my chain roll wildah
Anywhere I go I'mma rock the floors
I never jock these flows
Ya'll stocking foes
Jeff Bezin in the club with your poshy clothes
Snare riddim in a cup guess that all you move
Fuck you mufuckas man
Baby Jiggle diss, Jet-Jiggle for your Daddy
Let me see the fellas drop-top in the Caddy
I don't wanna know about the niggas in the office
I'm a C.E.O. all I care about is profit!
I don't miss like a missile
Try me with your disses
I don't flinch, I don't respond
My time too limited to entertain these hoes
Rather make me some O's then I make me some mo'
Bitch try me, king kong, got nothing on me
I'm with the Cosmic, in the Arcade, that's where you find me
Big big batty gyal, she gon whine up on me
Go ahead a couple more rounds, she can't handle this
Baby Jiggle diss, Jet-Jiggle for your daddy
Let me see the fellas drop top like a caddy
I don't wanna know about the niggas in the office
I'm a C.E.O. all I care about is profit!
Profit, Profit, Profit
D-d-dogs rolling bombastically
Feeling shaggy
Joint pressed up on my lips
These suits smoking backie
Pure bred you're dead if u hit this
It got no backie
U tacky
Happy when im rapping
Go back to your circle of squares
Looking like backstreet
Natty hair so you think im trapping
Hand in my baggy ass pants
So you think im fapping
Shift over to some booties
That be looking like jello with some
Hoes and Prosecco
Kenzo in a Benzo
Cinderella can't bend it over
I show her quick
Move over
C.E.O's we taking over
Taking all your O's
Designer clothes
Yelling fuck you then let it echo loud Across the coast
BITCH!
Baby Jiggle diss, Jet-Jiggle for your Daddy
Let me see the fellas drop-top like a Caddy
I don't wanna know about the niggas in the office
I'm a C.E.O. all I care about is profit!
Profit, Profit, Profit
Baby Jiggle diss, Jet-Jiggle for your Momma
Let me see the ladies drop top like it's summer
I don't really care about the bitches in the office
Who the C.E.O., heads are rolling let me chop it
Chop it, Chop it, Chop it
Wait! Man I've just got paid!
Ya'll niggas so lame!
My bitches untamed!
D.n. PARTIES c'mon
Flame, soul fyah
Walking thru these lines
In my flames so stylah
Sweat, Sweat, Sweat
Get my chain roll wildah
Anywhere I go I'mma rock the floors
I never jock these flows
Ya'll stocking foes
Jeff Bezin in the club with your poshy clothes
Snare riddim in a cup guess that all you move
Fuck you mufuckas man
Baby Jiggle diss, Jet-Jiggle for your Daddy
Let me see the fellas drop-top in the Caddy
I don't wanna know about the niggas in the office
I'm a C.E.O. all I care about is profit!
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Writer(s): Daniel Storm
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