Humble Lyrics – CBLU
Singer: CBLU
Title: Humble
Gang
Grrah, grrah
Y’all know who I’m smokin’ on while I’m in this booth
I don’t even gotta say it
At all [Grrah
C Blu!
Yeah, they callin’ me G.O.A.T., but I gotta stay humble
Keep me a pole, why the f#ck would I tussle?
Hit her one time, then I block her, Mutombo
Mali my QB, I know he won’t fumble
Yeah, these n#gg#s be plottin’ on me
My chain, they can’ take it from me [At all
If he reach, no Kyrie, I teach
He thought he was tough, now his face on a tee
Yeah, that fummy got poked tryna get egg and cheese
Ain’t no takin’ me out, feel funny, I squeeze
Walk up, faceshot, left his brain on the seat
You get burned to a spliff, think you f#ckin’ with C
Send shots, get low, smoke up, then repeat
Send shots, get low, smoke up, then repeat
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