"Celine" lyrics

Rocaine baby
Racks
She just want me back
Right now I'm in Celine
Damn
I want Celine

Right now I'm in Celine
Right now I'm drinking lean
I just made 200 racks
She just want me back
I just took a perc
She look like dessert
She think her nigga it
We know he a bitch
She think her nigga it
We know he a snitch
I got a car in my garage that cost more than your crib
This AK like my rocket launcher, you get hit and disappear
Pull up with some army guns and get to aiming at your ear
Baby like to sip
Baby like to smoke
Baby got a cuban for all his chains, not no rope
Baby handle beef, but never ever online
Baby wait a couple months, and then he do a flagrant foul
Baby like to shoot
See Baby still the same
He built the Franchise, 40 crip what he bang
Baby had a bag, then he started scamming
Baby love phones, and then he started jamming
Baby love his AMG, do 140 when he bored
Baby take his niggas with him every time he go on tour
Baby keep drank, he feel like a lord
Baby always got a chopper, if you try him he gon' blow it
Baby in the dark, his neck still glowing
Baby barely fuck with niggas, they be fake and he know it
He know if he need it done, they'll really do it for him
I swear these niggas do whatever for the bitches Baby whoring