CP3 (feat. Nuck Gold)
Uh huh uh huh
Uh huh uh huh
Uh huh uh huh
Uh huh uh huh
Pedal to metal I ain't even trying to crash out
Running to the money, hit the bank, then I cash out
No sleep gang might fuck around and pass out
Going so hard might fuck around and lap you
"He say, she say" whole lot of chatter
Keep it on the low baby I'ma Snapchat you
Beat it out the frame then you know I had to pass you
CP3 I'm a motherfucking master
Fast lane hitting but I'm trying to go faster
Ice cold grill but I'm looking right past you
If it ain't about money then it really don't matter
Pretty little freak, got her calling me master
Cream on the pussy, eat it up like pasta
Fettuccine dinners got me getting a little fatter
She like "woah, need to slow down"
But the bean got me up like NASA
Hit them with the rocket, y'all niggas my Suns
15 in the game, damn right I'm your dada
Google me bitch
Fooley legit
File a little dirty but it's A1 data
Ask my woes
And these pros
Fly pretty nigga going hard for the cheddar
Rookie of the year turned MVP
Still in the game like CP3
Pedal to metal I ain't even trying to crash out
Running to the money, hit the bank, then I cash out
No sleep gang might fuck around and pass out
Going so hard might fuck around and lap you
"He say, she say" whole lot of chatter
Keep it on the low baby I'ma Snapchat you
Beat it out the frame then you know I had to pass you
CP3 I'm a motherfucking master
Pedal to metal I ain't even trying to crash out
Running to the money, hit the bank, then I cash out
No sleep gang might fuck around and pass out
Going so hard might fuck around and lap you
"He say, she say" whole lot of chatter
Keep it on the low baby I'ma Snapchat you
Beat it out the frame then you know I had to pass you
CP3 I'm a motherfucking master
Got a 5G
I just Snapchat your bitch
And she wanna watch me do magic tricks
Rose from the grave, Nuck back again
This H.B. bitch that's an acronym
Me and Semi had the semi-trucks backing in
Making hoes take a knee like Kaepernick
CP3 how I'm doing these hoes
Alley-oop to Fooley like Blake Griffin
R.I.P. Bank I'ma show them how to do it
Me and Fooley shoot a scene but it ain't a movie
Kim Possible, you're a rat like Rufus
Got a smart little bitch but her ass look stupid
Watch how we do it
Pure Gold music
Shout out Civilized to Vedo and Fooley
I'm a real trapper
I never had masters
I'm married to the game
Living like bachelors
Pedal to metal I ain't even trying to crash out
Running to the money, hit the bank, then I cash out
No sleep gang might fuck around and pass out
Going so hard might fuck around and lap you
"He say, she say" whole lot of chatter
Keep it on the low baby I'ma Snapchat you
Beat it out the frame then you know I had to pass you
CP3 I'm a motherfucking master
Pedal to metal I ain't even trying to crash out
Running to the money, hit the bank, then I cash out
No sleep gang might fuck around and pass out
Going so hard might fuck around and lap you
"He say, she say" whole lot of chatter
Keep it on the low baby I'ma Snapchat you
Beat it out the frame then you know I had to pass you
CP3 I'm a motherfucking master
Uh huh uh huh
Uh huh uh huh
Uh huh uh huh
Pedal to metal I ain't even trying to crash out
Running to the money, hit the bank, then I cash out
No sleep gang might fuck around and pass out
Going so hard might fuck around and lap you
"He say, she say" whole lot of chatter
Keep it on the low baby I'ma Snapchat you
Beat it out the frame then you know I had to pass you
CP3 I'm a motherfucking master
Fast lane hitting but I'm trying to go faster
Ice cold grill but I'm looking right past you
If it ain't about money then it really don't matter
Pretty little freak, got her calling me master
Cream on the pussy, eat it up like pasta
Fettuccine dinners got me getting a little fatter
She like "woah, need to slow down"
But the bean got me up like NASA
Hit them with the rocket, y'all niggas my Suns
15 in the game, damn right I'm your dada
Google me bitch
Fooley legit
File a little dirty but it's A1 data
Ask my woes
And these pros
Fly pretty nigga going hard for the cheddar
Rookie of the year turned MVP
Still in the game like CP3
Pedal to metal I ain't even trying to crash out
Running to the money, hit the bank, then I cash out
No sleep gang might fuck around and pass out
Going so hard might fuck around and lap you
"He say, she say" whole lot of chatter
Keep it on the low baby I'ma Snapchat you
Beat it out the frame then you know I had to pass you
CP3 I'm a motherfucking master
Pedal to metal I ain't even trying to crash out
Running to the money, hit the bank, then I cash out
No sleep gang might fuck around and pass out
Going so hard might fuck around and lap you
"He say, she say" whole lot of chatter
Keep it on the low baby I'ma Snapchat you
Beat it out the frame then you know I had to pass you
CP3 I'm a motherfucking master
Got a 5G
I just Snapchat your bitch
And she wanna watch me do magic tricks
Rose from the grave, Nuck back again
This H.B. bitch that's an acronym
Me and Semi had the semi-trucks backing in
Making hoes take a knee like Kaepernick
CP3 how I'm doing these hoes
Alley-oop to Fooley like Blake Griffin
R.I.P. Bank I'ma show them how to do it
Me and Fooley shoot a scene but it ain't a movie
Kim Possible, you're a rat like Rufus
Got a smart little bitch but her ass look stupid
Watch how we do it
Pure Gold music
Shout out Civilized to Vedo and Fooley
I'm a real trapper
I never had masters
I'm married to the game
Living like bachelors
Pedal to metal I ain't even trying to crash out
Running to the money, hit the bank, then I cash out
No sleep gang might fuck around and pass out
Going so hard might fuck around and lap you
"He say, she say" whole lot of chatter
Keep it on the low baby I'ma Snapchat you
Beat it out the frame then you know I had to pass you
CP3 I'm a motherfucking master
Pedal to metal I ain't even trying to crash out
Running to the money, hit the bank, then I cash out
No sleep gang might fuck around and pass out
Going so hard might fuck around and lap you
"He say, she say" whole lot of chatter
Keep it on the low baby I'ma Snapchat you
Beat it out the frame then you know I had to pass you
CP3 I'm a motherfucking master
Credits
Writer(s): Wasi Aiken
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