Celine

Celine, Celine, Celine, Celine
Celine, Celine, Celine, Celine
Celine, Celine, Celine, Celine
Celine, Celine, Celine, Celine

Blame it on the perc and the lean
Remember when it worked in Celine
My heart will go on, sorry Celine
Bucket, fuck it, Celine
Shit get complicated Avril Lavigne
I could tell when they not really happy for me
Bitches be funny, Issa Rae
Got a stripper bitch, she look like Lisa Raye
She Havin' that shit on Marine Serre
Why niggas always watching face
I sat back, I ain't neva hate
I'm the grand champ, you niggas featherweights
Tryna catch that I know a better way
I ain't feeling you, I'm gonna separate
I'll click, click, I won't hesitate
You tryna get rich, I know a better state
My Jamaican shortie, screaming Sak Passe
Gift coming like a holiday
Me and Judah got high today
Put that shit on, I'm getting fly today
Merch for sale, come and shop
I'm having a pop-up, don't come if you popped
Standing on business, waiting for drops
Phillipe Downtown clutching the Chops
Sticks on us, you run up you get
We don't even got to get into it
She got a nice arch, she put her back into it
She got an Apple bottom, and I bit into it
Bitch turn those speakers up
In the spot AP'ing something
Piece shooting like KD or something
You moving like I need ID or something
Off the shrooms, I think I'm seeing something
Really doing all this shit for what
Really bought all this drip for what
Quick pay ain't quick enough
Perckie callin I'm picking up
Celine, Celine, Celine
Blue hundreds in my jeans
Could do a hundred in my sleep
Sim Sima, keys to the jeep
For that TLC she gon creep
Cashed out check my receipt
You did the most I did the least
My application incomplete
I sent that bitch back to the streets
You know it's lit, don't think it's sweet
I ran it back it's on repeat

Celine, Celine, Celine, Celine
Celine, Celine, Celine, Celine
Celine, Celine, Celine, Celine
Celine, Celine, Celine, Celine

Waters



Credits
Writer(s): Ronald Jean-gilles
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