CEO Trayle - Jackie Chan Eyes lyrics
[CEO Trayle - Jackie Chan Eyes lyrics]
Ayy, uh black the tint
Ayy
Black the tint
Ridin' 'round in that car with sticks, uh
Jackie Chan eyes, one phone call
He called the blitz
My bitch pussy super pink
But she as dark as Trish
Pick a side, stay on that side
You can't be on the fence
Uh, uh, catch a pussy boy
You ain't got no condiments
They set up that boy 'cause
He thought with his dick
They lit up that car
He was out with his bitch
My bitch mad I ain't pickin' up her
Calls 'cause I just caught a six
Pull this shit out, Mr big
Shit Talker talkin' shit, Uh
Super thirty bopper turn me straight
To Clark and Kent
Thirty shots out my lil' situation starter
I need Sean Carter kind of money
Run this like the Carter
Phone died, he can't text his shooter
Lookin' for a charger
Walker Texas Ranger shooter
Double Glock my partner
Uh, he go crazy with the guys, but dolo
He go harder
Had to get back out on that block
But I move low-key lil' smarter
He said that he need to come and get it
Finna catch the MARTA
They say blood is thick, but
Water, my shit hit, My shit hit harder
Drop some blood inside the smartwater
Make the water smarter
Ayy, I didn't even call her
I was tryna place an order
Black the tint
Ridin' 'round in that car with sticks, uh
Jackie Chan eyes, one phone call
He called the blitz, Uh
My bitch pussy super pink, but
She as dark as Trish, Uh
Pick a side, stay on that side
You can't be on the fence
Uh, uh, catch a pussy boy
You ain't got no condiments
They set up that boy 'cause he
Thought with his dick, uh, Uh
They lit up that car
He was out with his bitch
My bitch mad I ain't pickin' up her
Calls 'cause I just caught a six
Ayy
Black the tint
Ridin' 'round in that car with sticks, uh
Jackie Chan eyes, one phone call
He called the blitz
My bitch pussy super pink
But she as dark as Trish
Pick a side, stay on that side
You can't be on the fence
Uh, uh, catch a pussy boy
You ain't got no condiments
They set up that boy 'cause
He thought with his dick
They lit up that car
He was out with his bitch
My bitch mad I ain't pickin' up her
Calls 'cause I just caught a six
Pull this shit out, Mr big
Shit Talker talkin' shit, Uh
Super thirty bopper turn me straight
To Clark and Kent
Thirty shots out my lil' situation starter
I need Sean Carter kind of money
Run this like the Carter
Phone died, he can't text his shooter
Lookin' for a charger
Walker Texas Ranger shooter
Double Glock my partner
Uh, he go crazy with the guys, but dolo
He go harder
Had to get back out on that block
But I move low-key lil' smarter
He said that he need to come and get it
Finna catch the MARTA
They say blood is thick, but
Water, my shit hit, My shit hit harder
Drop some blood inside the smartwater
Make the water smarter
Ayy, I didn't even call her
I was tryna place an order
Black the tint
Ridin' 'round in that car with sticks, uh
Jackie Chan eyes, one phone call
He called the blitz, Uh
My bitch pussy super pink, but
She as dark as Trish, Uh
Pick a side, stay on that side
You can't be on the fence
Uh, uh, catch a pussy boy
You ain't got no condiments
They set up that boy 'cause he
Thought with his dick, uh, Uh
They lit up that car
He was out with his bitch
My bitch mad I ain't pickin' up her
Calls 'cause I just caught a six