笨小笨CEO (feat. Kevin Gates) (Explicit)歌词由Finesse2tymes&Kevin Gates演唱，出自专辑《90 Days Later (Explicit)》，下面是《CEO (feat. Kevin Gates) (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
CEO (feat. Kevin Gates) (Explicit)歌词完整版
Two of 'em
XO think he all that
Didn't nobody root for me
Now they reposting me
Bad b***hes open the door for me
Chauffer me
Talkin' 'bout a couple hundred thousand dollars
I'm cool bruh-bruh
That's too low for me
If you f**k with the opps
Stop approaching me
Big AO-19 gon' go for me
Hundred K on my neck and it's soaking me
CEO I ain't got no n***a over me
Mane
These rap n***as groupies
I'm cool on 'em
We catch 'em in public
We move on 'em
Money poke out my thigh
Leave a bruise on 'em
Man
Them AR-15's got boobs on em
Word in the streets
They got money on me
But if I want a n***a
I'm comin'
Homie
Mac 90 on me a hundred
Homie
And if 12 get on me
I'm punchin' homie
I'm shootin' first
It ain't no second guessing
Thirty-two shots gone in thirty-two seconds
I'm pullin' up if I feel disrespected
You stupid as f**k talkin' 'bout snatchin' my necklace
Die 'bout my reputation
Mane
These n***a keep me in they conversations
Won't even tell me Congratulations
I don't f**k with nobody
I'm masturbating
They say that got killers
But so what
It's gon' be me or them
I give no f**ks
I come to your city and go to your hood with fifty Vice Lords and post up
Now
This ain't no publicity stunt
We pull up and unload sticks out the trunk
I can't f**k with n***as for nothing
I don't celebrate Black History Month
I'm going straight in
Like f**k a hook
Sweatsuit and some Forces like f**k a look
I'm fed for real
Free Keon
Shout out CMG
I looked up to Jook
And I don't need no n***a vouchin' for me
If its war then its war
I ain't squashin' nothin'
My lil' n***as on go
I ain't stoppin' nothin'
Mini Drac' on my hip give me charlie horses
I was locked up
They threw shots at me
Now I'm free and they wanna send cops at me
I'm a Vice Lord with boss status
Got 'em up on they feet like a pep rally
I was f**ked up how they felt 'bout me
Kicked me while I was down
I kept at it
Now I cop ice like a meth addict
Yeah
I'm hard on n***as like step daddies
He my stepson
Bread winner don
Flip from a zip off a crumb
Tommy controlin' the slums
Housing authority
Pack up and movin' so much 'til we don't even know where we from
Broke as a joke
We shared each other's h*es
We wearin' each other's clothes
Stood over stoves
Stood over toilets
They cut off the water and kick in the door
Get on the floor
Brought it back out and I ran it back up and I ordered a load
Christian Dior
I pre-order my clothes
Posted in florida
I'm still on the go
Finesse said that he need to get in my face
I put on that water and got on the road
Blackballed
Backstabbed
Fell on my face helpin' n***as
Got kicked in my a*s
People I trusted ran off with money
Told my ho f**k her
And got in my bag
A lot of these orders
Fail to mention
They love how I'm rockin'
They copy my swag
Windshieldin' bricks
Redistributin' glass
Trapped in the trenches
I'm sellin' Hermes
Ancient syringes
We cut on the blender
And hit with the fender
I'm still in the trap
Big booty b***h
Punchin' d**k in her back
S**t done got lit
I'ma stay on the gas
Don't do no arguments
Goin' straight in
You get outta line
I'ma get on yo' a*s
Park break
Car parked
Hmm
Yellow tape
Chalk marks
Hmm
Binary issue
Regular artillery
Hop out with swtiches on top of the trigger
How do you cope when you know that you special
But everyone 'round you wan' play on your mental
S**t get depressing
You know you a vet'
And you don't get no credit but know you official
Take all the pain and strain
I remember
Days I don't do no complainin'
I'm flexin'
Take all this this away from me
One in the chamber
Bet I still know when I was standin' in the kitchen
