Not the Face
Corey Patrick
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Yea yea, CP Yea, Chicken Fingers I’m so fucking high I feel the beat but not my face I know my drank’s too strong But I can’t even taste it Going crazy Cause this bitch saying she loves me but I know she’s trying to play me Know the game and that it’s filled up with fugazi’s Riding around the town And I’m smoked out More clouds than a rainy day When we toke loud Folks proud Cause a youngin always on his grind On shawty train I’m running I got hundreds on my mind And I’ll be gotdamned if somebody fronts on my man Try me in the city sticks or find me in the island Chopping up the beat But you don’t want to see me violent Chopping up the heap and it’s still shining like a diamond White man With some brown skin And a green thumb Medusa on the belt Looking G’d up Fill her Solo She got D cups For the low low When I re-up I need mo-mo Never enough Never run dry Trees on bonsai Asian girl mixed Like a Mai Tai Pussy out this world Coochie sci-fi I be way up CP high rise My team rude boys Bunch of wise guys I got connects Like some WiFi Serve them out the window Like a drive by I’m so fucking high I feel the beat but not my face I know my drank’s too strong But I can’t even taste it Going crazy Cause this bitch saying she loves me but I know she’s trying to play me Know the game and that it’s filled up with fugazi’s I’m so fucking high I feel the beat but not my face I know my drank’s too strong But I can’t even taste it Going crazy Cause this bitch saying she loves me but I know she’s trying to play me Know the game and that it’s filled up with fugazi’s Too turnt should I turn back Got a bag full of herb Finna burn that Respect on my name CP earned that Probably got it because I brought it in a burlap Shawty bad but I ain’t about to buy a Birk’ bag Sometimes I’m quiet but I’m not the one to chirp at I’m smoking loud The blunt be screaming bloody murder Pull up on you like yea nigga what the word now You talking street until I turn you to a curb mouth So call me daddy Listen son you need to learn now I’m fucking sentence and giving birth to word childs A little bitch ain’t something that the world is going to turn around I’ve been going so hard day to day I’ve been with these ho’s off lean molly and K No time for a fake cause these niggas deceive like some makeup A lot of ho’s want a ring so they fake love so I’m cool Don’t need a boo because I’ve got jewels and I’ve got goons And they’ve got juice And they don’t want hands because they’ve got tools Hate to get reckless but I can’t get played as a fool In the rear view see them watching my moves I’m hot with the tunes but I’m a hot boy so I still get stopped by the blues That’s inevitable Peep what I pulled up in And after that check out his shoes I don’t play fair I’m such a good sport I ain’t a bad sport because my team doesn’t lose Call up your squad and we’ll mob on your crew Your chick wipe me down call it swabbing the deck Under my Gucci’s and pulled down my True’s Making some plays while your chick give me neck I’m so fucking high I feel the beat but not my face I know my drank’s too strong But I can’t even taste it Going crazy Cause this bitch saying she loves me but I know she’s trying to play me Know the game and that it’s filled up with fugazi’s
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