CEO Trayle - Leland lyrics

Ayy nigga, it's a switchy on this glitchy
Better think fast ayy, before you try to run

Yeah, it's a switchy on this
Glizzy, better think fast, ayy, Ayy
Before you try to run
I tried to slime C4 out
Ain't know he had a gun
Turn this shit into a blowout
You know C4 'nem won
I ain't nothin' like you niggas
Know I'm one of none
I done made so much a money at the Chevron
I'ma slam on a nigga like C4 LeBron
Gettin' freaky with two
Bitches outta Lebanon

Ayy, ayy
Where is all that sauce that you said
That you had? I ain't seen none
Two four nicks at night, I got Kel
I got Kenan
Tried to get some bales, smelt the smell
Tried to refund
I finessed that boy again, this the rerun
Smokin' Metro, but nah, I'm not with Leland
When them shots get to goin' off
I won't even run ayy, different states
Where my Glock? I'm gon' need one
Ayy, tryna get some get back for some bodies
I'm a demon

You know what that shit cost
To get 'em knocked off
Don't try to call the boss
You can talk to CashOut
Ayy, them bodies get to droppin'
Niggas looking mad now
Up Drac' on him and his bitch
She put her back down
How the fuck did C4 grow to be
Rich? I was the class clown
Yeah, I shot out the stick
But them wasn't my last rounds
Yeah, I moved the bricks
But I ain't doing that bad now
Thought I was broke
I tell 'em look inside that bag now
You looking at me like you wanna catch one
You fuck around with Big C4
Might be my next one
Folks made him come up out that Cuban
Need the next one
Whenever we outside, we make a movie
It's the best one ayy, ayy
Tell the bitch pick up my
Pills or can't chill
Ayy, tell the bitch pick up
My Wock' or don't knock
A long way from stealing out cars
A door lock
Used to kicking doors with my feet
I don't knock
Do you really want the Big Boss in black 1s?
We was shooting big fullys, no cap guns
Ayy, nigga
You ain't having fun with no funds
Ayy, you can get the dog
But I don't want no buns got me fucked up
Thought I would eat that pussy cat
Ayy, you can look another way
Would you look at that?
I done sold three hundred P's off of Old Nat
Ayy, nigga walk all over you
You like a doormat
Nigga wasn't bustin' off a nothing
Can't afford flat
Talkin' crazy off IG, but I ignored that
Gotta wait at least six months to
Kill 'em after the conflict
I'ma drop the bag to the hitters
I'm on some don shit
It be sad how they label me a convict, ayy
I'm just tryna lay with me a bomb bitch
Ayy, who you know just like C4 except Saddam
Bitch?
Muslims chop his neck, that Shalom shit
You can put the bitch in front of 4
You know I'm gon' hit

Ayy, ayy
Where is all that sauce that you said
That you had? I ain't seen none
Two four nicks at night, I got Kel
I got Kenan
Tried to get some bales, smelt the smell
Tried to refund
I finessed that boy again, this the rerun
Smokin' Metro, but nah, I'm not with Leland
When them shots get to goin' off
I won't even run ayy, different states
Where my Glock? I'm gon' need one
Ayy, tryna get some get back for some bodies
I'm a demon