Young Ceo

I'm a real young trapper, young young CEO
Young young CEO, young young CEO
I'm a real young trapper, young young CEO
Young young CEO, young young CEO

I'm a young CEO, young young CEO
We got the guns use in games, she said she want my friend
The clips yeah they extend, th-the clips yeah they extend
Told me to be the trend, told me to be her mans

We never wanna make amends
Because I'm callin' all her friends, c-callin' all her friends
Yeah I'm all in they dms, punchin' numbers ATM
Punchin', punchin' ATM, punchin', punchin' ATM
Punchin', punchin' ATM

Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, cuz I'm
Huh, huh, huh, yeah this glock say I love 'em
Shoot his head like we buzz him
But now there ain't no more fussin'

I'm a real young trapper, young young CEO
Young young CEO, young young CEO
I'm a real young trapper, young young CEO

Young young CEO, young young CEO
I'm a young CEO, young young CEO
We got the- young CEO
We got the- young CEO
We got the

Double B up on the belt
He hurt no one but himself
I'm 2 Alivë I hit that bell
He gone fumble I don't care

We gone scare him send a prayer
I said we gone scare him send a prayer
I'm double R like really rare
I-I'm double R like really rare

Totting choppas stay aware
Totting choppas stay away
He gon' say he's saving grace
I'ma ask him how that blood taste

I'ma ask, I-I I'ma ask
I-I-I-I-I-I-I'ma ask him how that blood taste
I'ma ask him how that blood taste



Credits
Writer(s): Mae Zim
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