My Squad CCB Lyrics – Bmoneyy
Singer: Bmoneyy
Title: My Squad CCB
Trell and Relly just got freed, and they still totin’ they straps (Gang)
They say f#ck that P-O, say clue ‘out one, you get wrapped
Voices in my head keep tellin’, “Take over, you can rap”
But my brothers dead and gone, I can’t just focus on this rap (Long live the guys)
n#gg#s out here dyin’ ’cause they beef without no pipes
And he always makin’ statements, he tryna get killed just for likes
It was rough when I came up, I couldn’t get every mic’ (Damn)
Put my faith up in these guns ’cause that’s gon’ help me through the night
Beefin’ over hoes, that sh#t ain’t me, it’s not just right
I’ll just cut her off and meet some new hoes and f#ck them every night
Tryna be on top, it come with hatin’ and that’s okay
‘Cause them members got my back and if you play, they’ll shoot your face (They be on it)
Be there for the guys, if I take off, we all gon’ leave
Talkin’ ’bout them boys who I be thuggin’ with and only CCB (They know who they is)
Reminiscin’ ’bout my brothers, why the f#ck y’all had to leave?
Tired of y’all, that’s not enough, I want them opp n#gg#s all deceased (Boom)
My team like the Army, we got FNs, switches and rifles
Shorty ‘nem score like Bryant in the finals
He wanted the clout so we made his #ss viral (Damn)
My squad CCB, we got pipes, hoes, and money
Sumo be shootin’ like his first name was Buddy (Hield)
If we don’t hit your head, then we fill up your tummy (Buddy Hield)
We smoke hella sh#t, we smoke opps, OG, and Za
Only trust God ’cause hoes be thots and n#gg#s stay switchin’ for guns and funds
Take off his legs, that boy tried to run
My gun so big ’cause we added the drums
She thick as hell, she got some big buns
But I’m takin’ her down, I’m makin’ her run (BB approved)
n#gg#s always flagin’ on the ‘net
We gon’ catch that boy and wrap him up and send him with his set
I can’t beef with you about no ho, I’d rather chase a check
It’s this one lil’ ho from West side, only called her for some neck
And she gon’ give it to me
n#gg#s always flagin’ on the ‘net
We gon’ catch that boy and wrap him up and send him with his set
I can’t beef with you about no ho, I’d rather chase a check
It’s this one lil’ ho from West side, only called her for some neck
And she gon’ give it to me
Trell and Relly just got free, and they still totin’ they straps (Gang)
They say f#ck that P-O, say clue ‘out one, you get wrapped (f#ck 12)
Voices in my head keep tellin’, “Take over, you can rap”
But my brothers dead and gone, I can’t just focus on this rap (Gang)
n#gg#s out here dyin’ ’cause they beef without no pipes
And he always makin’ statements, he tryna get killed just for likes (Goofy dude)
It was rough when I came up, I couldn’t get every mic’
Put my faith up in these guns ’cause that’s gon’ help me through the night
Gang, gang
That’s gon’ help me through the night, mm-mm, mm
And that’s gon’ help me through the night
Every time I’m goin’ home, I got Glocks up on my side
Every time I’m goin’ home, I got a Glock up on my side, gang, gang
CCB, ayy, I’ma keep that
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