CTS (feat. TK solo)

Sure, what is it Would you please let me suck it out Absolutely Ivory Baby Slatt, yeah I'm a Treadsetter, yeah That certified bitch, no stamp We go all night, all black my bitch like vamp Girl, that's Louis V, and ima mix it wit that chimp All these bad hoes came with me Wont allow pussies in my camp Pull up and slide You cannot get with my guys Stay with that thing like we blind I want the baddest bitch up in here Make sure she thicc from behind I'm like nobody you used to Oh, I'm one of a kind Inside my brain I got a little screw I go crazy for mine Just tell me I'm wasting your time Tell these niggas they can't stop me Ain't no sense in trying Can't buy my swag. No, you can't copy This a different kind I'm mixing Goyard and Dior Bending Michael Kors Throw that Bentley up in sport Come through Swerve and I get bored Bitch, I'm balling off the course Play that rock and pass the torch I hopped out that 911 Not the Towers, bitch, the Porsche I'm a Treadsetter, yeah That certify bet no stout Girl, that's Louis V Said I'm mixing with that chum All these bad hoes came with me While I put these in my account All the bad hoes came with me Dripped out in that Louis V I can't put you up for free Boy, you gotta pay that fee Them niggas try to play with me I leave that nigga dead to see Murder on my mind every night I try to go to sleep Fuck that lil' ho like a G She came all on my Louis V The ho better chase her dreams Instead of chasing after me I'm getting into that cheddar cheese That money bag, them Benjamins Don't gotta try, still better Make her kitty get real wetter Way before, ain't that better Pussy tastes better than ever Fuck her good and then just laugh her Keep my clock up on her dresser Pop an AMV Tesla We be spinning that new Tesla, yeah I don't play no games, you niggas envy me I put you niggas on the MDT I'm a real rapper All you niggas wanna be Yeah