CEO Trayle - Get In Line (Extended) lyrics
[CEO Trayle - Get In Line Extended lyrics]
Yeah mr c4, so stay dangerous
For sure (You know) it's Big 4
(Just pay the guy)
Ayy, I might call that bitch
When I'm tryna fuck
Ayy, I might cop a Hellcat and
Get my bitch a Tesla yellow tape shawty
Tell me what you got the stretcher for?
I'm up a cool hundred, nigga
What you think I'm flexin' for?
All speculations
You can keep on speculatin'
Ayy, I fucked her
Then walked past that bitch like
We ain't had relations (I don't know her)
You can call me Big Boss or Big C4 or Satan
Ayy, if I get on this shit
Everybody gon' play it
The way I dress, it make a statement
Just watch how I play it
I ain't never made no statement, if I do
Make sure I'm dead
All you hearin' is the Drac' click
Then my eyes turn red
And I wasn't surprised when- switched
It was out his hands i do this shit for my
Day-ones and all my fans
All them niggas wanna see me win
See me advance told the label they can't
Recoup no baby-ass advance
I just took that boy advance money
And bought three pair of pants
Just like I moved to southpaw
I just switched the stance
I do this shit for my grandpa
He couldn't feel his hands
High speed in my BM car, loaded full of Xans
And niggas used to see with
Me ain't here no more
They didn't stick to the plan
Anything for my baby boy
I'll risk that shit again
I can cut this shit one more time
I whip that shit again
All that bullshit be talkin'
It's gon' get back in the end
Them niggas was cool
But now these niggas dick suckin' like fans
Me and Big Folks ain't even with the
Same niggas that we started with
Pussy-ass niggas act like hoes
We don't be arguin'
Got niggas comin' back like they wan'
Be part the squad again
Naw, you can't get inside, bitch
Click it to the side, Switch
Fifty, sixty-nine fix
We was into buyin' bricks
All white just like my teeth
Invisalign my bricks
Couple million up in case I hit
The ground for my jit
Know I got them soldiers
They gon' get in line for that hit
She say, "What's your name?" Prada Papi 4
Walk around with knots and rolls
And since 2021 started
Kicked like thirty doors
Broski with the most like, "Why
Your pop so dirty, Joe?"
I break the bank, then up
The score, stay dangerous, Big Backdoor
Ayy, you can catch me two-tone Audemars
A Givenchy cardigan
Said that that's his block, well
That's that block he gon'
Get slaughtered in
Me and my bitch ain't go nowhere to eat
We ordered in
They had Big C4 fucked up, let me start again
(Start this one more damn time)
It's the same situation
Different complications
Bitch gotta get the fuck out now
No more accommodation
One a rental and two strikers
That I park adjacent
Know I keep that stick like a machete
Don't get caught with Jason
Get you squeezed like Capris
Now his knees showin'
They say bro got killed on the E-way
Big 4 say keep it goin'
Ain't no plans of stoppin'
Ain't no plans of slowin'
And it's still a Glock
But I still keep the drum right by my groin
Heard that he was hatin' on my hustle
Now his pussy showin'
These niggas 'round me don't
Play 'bout me, They might get to blowin'
Ayy, and I wasn't with them niggas
I was ridin' with my lil' tenderloin
He say he need an Addy and
Two Percocets to get him goin'
I need Weight Watchers, all these pounds
Traphouse stomach growin'
1080, we just like So Icey Gang
Niggas tryna join
Runnin' circles 'round these
Niggas, they like, "Where he goin'?"
Uh, really, I be talkin' when I'm rappin'
So this like a poem
Wanna see Big C4 get to murderin' shit
Ain't no confrontation
They know I be with glick
Fifty-round drum, titties to replace the dick
One phone call, ain't call
The police, nigga, I called a blitz
Tricks is for kids, best believe
See through the bullshit, The nonsense
It's weighin' on his conscience
He was tryna finesse the Big Backdoor
His own apartment
A hundred-thousand robbery
But I been calm since get you stepped on
Niggas know that 4 been a big homie
And my stick was fully automatic
Collectin' all them chonies
Ayy, I shift that bitch in track and
Get to driftin' like it's snowin'
And he ain't want nothin' but some money
I say I'm already knowin'
Ayy, free Boogie, nigga
1080, ayy, free Boogie, nigga
Ayy, 1080, get your shit tooken, nigga
Ayy, 1080, nigga, we richer, nigga
Yeah, ayy, come in through the backdoor
Yeah, ayy, ayy, come in through the backdoor
Ayy
Yeah, yeah, come in through the backdoor, ayy
Yeah, we gon' come in through the backdoor
Nigga, don't act slow present the cash flow
1080, squad, nigga
Yeah, and it's all about the squad, nigga
Money just make my dick hard, nigga
Yeah, it's no facade
For sure (You know) it's Big 4
(Just pay the guy)
Ayy, I might call that bitch
When I'm tryna fuck
Ayy, I might cop a Hellcat and
Get my bitch a Tesla yellow tape shawty
Tell me what you got the stretcher for?
I'm up a cool hundred, nigga
What you think I'm flexin' for?
All speculations
You can keep on speculatin'
Ayy, I fucked her
Then walked past that bitch like
We ain't had relations (I don't know her)
You can call me Big Boss or Big C4 or Satan
Ayy, if I get on this shit
Everybody gon' play it
The way I dress, it make a statement
Just watch how I play it
I ain't never made no statement, if I do
Make sure I'm dead
All you hearin' is the Drac' click
Then my eyes turn red
And I wasn't surprised when- switched
It was out his hands i do this shit for my
Day-ones and all my fans
All them niggas wanna see me win
See me advance told the label they can't
Recoup no baby-ass advance
I just took that boy advance money
And bought three pair of pants
Just like I moved to southpaw
I just switched the stance
I do this shit for my grandpa
He couldn't feel his hands
High speed in my BM car, loaded full of Xans
And niggas used to see with
Me ain't here no more
They didn't stick to the plan
Anything for my baby boy
I'll risk that shit again
I can cut this shit one more time
I whip that shit again
All that bullshit be talkin'
It's gon' get back in the end
Them niggas was cool
But now these niggas dick suckin' like fans
Me and Big Folks ain't even with the
Same niggas that we started with
Pussy-ass niggas act like hoes
We don't be arguin'
Got niggas comin' back like they wan'
Be part the squad again
Naw, you can't get inside, bitch
Click it to the side, Switch
Fifty, sixty-nine fix
We was into buyin' bricks
All white just like my teeth
Invisalign my bricks
Couple million up in case I hit
The ground for my jit
Know I got them soldiers
They gon' get in line for that hit
She say, "What's your name?" Prada Papi 4
Walk around with knots and rolls
And since 2021 started
Kicked like thirty doors
Broski with the most like, "Why
Your pop so dirty, Joe?"
I break the bank, then up
The score, stay dangerous, Big Backdoor
Ayy, you can catch me two-tone Audemars
A Givenchy cardigan
Said that that's his block, well
That's that block he gon'
Get slaughtered in
Me and my bitch ain't go nowhere to eat
We ordered in
They had Big C4 fucked up, let me start again
(Start this one more damn time)
It's the same situation
Different complications
Bitch gotta get the fuck out now
No more accommodation
One a rental and two strikers
That I park adjacent
Know I keep that stick like a machete
Don't get caught with Jason
Get you squeezed like Capris
Now his knees showin'
They say bro got killed on the E-way
Big 4 say keep it goin'
Ain't no plans of stoppin'
Ain't no plans of slowin'
And it's still a Glock
But I still keep the drum right by my groin
Heard that he was hatin' on my hustle
Now his pussy showin'
These niggas 'round me don't
Play 'bout me, They might get to blowin'
Ayy, and I wasn't with them niggas
I was ridin' with my lil' tenderloin
He say he need an Addy and
Two Percocets to get him goin'
I need Weight Watchers, all these pounds
Traphouse stomach growin'
1080, we just like So Icey Gang
Niggas tryna join
Runnin' circles 'round these
Niggas, they like, "Where he goin'?"
Uh, really, I be talkin' when I'm rappin'
So this like a poem
Wanna see Big C4 get to murderin' shit
Ain't no confrontation
They know I be with glick
Fifty-round drum, titties to replace the dick
One phone call, ain't call
The police, nigga, I called a blitz
Tricks is for kids, best believe
See through the bullshit, The nonsense
It's weighin' on his conscience
He was tryna finesse the Big Backdoor
His own apartment
A hundred-thousand robbery
But I been calm since get you stepped on
Niggas know that 4 been a big homie
And my stick was fully automatic
Collectin' all them chonies
Ayy, I shift that bitch in track and
Get to driftin' like it's snowin'
And he ain't want nothin' but some money
I say I'm already knowin'
Ayy, free Boogie, nigga
1080, ayy, free Boogie, nigga
Ayy, 1080, get your shit tooken, nigga
Ayy, 1080, nigga, we richer, nigga
Yeah, ayy, come in through the backdoor
Yeah, ayy, ayy, come in through the backdoor
Ayy
Yeah, yeah, come in through the backdoor, ayy
Yeah, we gon' come in through the backdoor
Nigga, don't act slow present the cash flow
1080, squad, nigga
Yeah, and it's all about the squad, nigga
Money just make my dick hard, nigga
Yeah, it's no facade