DOM KENNEDY, Casey Veggies, ​cARTer (Rap) - CDC lyrics

[DOM KENNEDY, Casey Veggies, ​cARTer Rap - CDC lyrics]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Young Veggies

Aw man, what you haters sayin to him?
Break a chick down
Work her out like the sand dunes
I be in the city at the
Function where I ran into her
Talkin to her friend too that's
How a youngin' maneuver
Go hard never bend, been on that better shit
I could say some simple shit
Still gone be better than
Destroy all you niggas see me
In that Nike letterman
Never talk about it all I do is show evidence

Fitted with a C on it, Belt with a G on it
Hold my dick up, man ya girl wanna be on it
It don't sound good
Sound good unless we on it
Name start with a D but I
Sound like a G on it
Shittin on this song like niggas
Can't pee on it independent artist
But there ain't nothing for free on this
If you gone put me on this
You know I number three on this
That's Dwyane Wade boy you better
Put some D on this
Damn I love rappin, got my cheese stackin
You must be out yo mind if
You think I ain't snackin
Never let no girl friend kick
It with no rapper
Dom come first, Veggies came after

I'm blowin up, now tell me how you feel
Makin racks off of rap and I
Ain't never signed a deal
I ain't never did no jerk shit
And I always keep it real
No disrespect to that jerk shit
But my music for real she don't want it
Then she frontin like Jay-Z and Pharrell
I do it, I do it big and man, I swear I kill
Thirty thousand and I'm with
My nigga Dom Kay
Not what you thinkin my older
Hoes is what I bring
Countin big Lincolns I'm puttin
On for my team
Buzzin through the city like Chirp
Phones when I was 13
High top Chucks and the polo is Burgundy
I been doin me before a
Nigga even learned to speak
Swear the boy Chick Hearn the beat shout
To LA thats where I be
Right out of Louisiana, coppin a 2 piece in
Hold on, let me not give up the location
Hoes chasin
Might find me while I'm eatin chicken
Goddamn it, they can't stand it
Man we doin damage men lie
Women lie but you can check the standings
LA swagger, gettin love in Atlanta
Havin fun no stressin, lets go to Obsessions

Niggas tried to play me on it, yeah, look

Carter got it, been had it
I ain't wanna use it
Y'all hatin from the stands while
Them girls is rootin
Why the girls was rootin
Well that's a dumb Pregunta
She ain't Ms cleo but I know
She know she see the future
Boys think they turned up
I got bars to mute them
Me and my niggas fell in
And then they start reducin
LA swag but don't ask if
The kid from Houston
My H high but I'm higher
Now let's keep it movin high rollers
We threw the one's then threw the deuces
Dom told her I want some head
Yo pussy useless gone off the Goosey
Plus she know I'm chiefin
A nigga wired up, it's just my eye sleepin
Try to box me out the game
Watch how I creep in
On the come up they wanna "Bone"
Us cause they think we easy
Please believe me, just go get my previous
And I hope you know the rate
Cause we don't do no free shit
Naw, we don't do no free shit, Carter, yeah

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