C.D

Aye man I just wanna say one time
Shout out to motha fuckin' Charles Darwin Yano
(Ya heard)
Cuz this year been crazy as fuck
And we put up in this bitch evolving
We just
Doin' our motha fuckin' thing
Chyea chyea

Sayin' this ones for my mom
And this ones for the gram
Imma roll a couple up
Imma blow a couple grams
Sayin' this one for my mom
And this one for the gram
Imma hit a grand slam
Like a young Jackie man

Sayin' this ones for my mom
And this ones for the gram
Sayin' this ones for my mom
And this ones for the gram
(amn)

Like a young Jackie man
I'm stealin' plates
Ain't talkin bout ya licenses
Talking base
Pushin' 808s
Gone let that shit distort
While I ride up to the store
No I ain't no Christian
But I rock Dior

First we all gone
Just like the last Supper
Leonardo on me
Just da Vinci under cover
I been ridin' with my brothers and my lover
Give a fuck about blood
Sayin' I don't need no other

Like a young Jackie moon I'm ballin' buckets
I might pull up on a muhfucka stuntin'
Always stirin' up a ruckus
But fuck it
Wouldn't trade this for nothin'
Since back in high school I been workin' for somethin'

All the money
All the hoes
All the power
All that shit washin' down with showers
Imma knock the shit with courage like coward
(And I fuck her with the flower)

Sayin' this ones for my mom
And this ones for the gram
Imma roll a couple up
Imma blow a couple grams
Sayin' this one for my mom
And this one for the gram
Imma hit a grand slam
Like a young Jackie man

Sayin' this ones for my mom
And this ones for the gram
Sayin' this ones for my mom
And this ones for the gram
(Damn)



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Writer(s): Nick Hoover
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