Celli
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You're not ready for this
2016
Year of unknown, UK known
Whatever the fuck you wanna call me
In the trap with my celli
Codeine, I'm steady
Heart beating slow (slow)
No, no, not ready (no)
No, no, not ready (no)
Made this money on my celli
Made this money on my celli (yeah)
Paper counting, yeah that fetty (yeah)
In the trap with my celli (celli)
Codeine, I'm steady (steady)
Heart beating slow (slow)
No, no, not ready (ready)
Made this money on my celli (celli)
Made this money on my celli (celli)
Paper counting, yeah that fetty
Paper counting, yeah that fetty (yeah)
Water whipping with the wrist (wrist)
Drop a brick, flip it quick (flip it!)
Poured a 4 in my Sprite (yeah)
Now you bitches want my dick (want my dick)
In the bandeau hit and lick
Got a house up on my wrist
Popping bottles yeah that crisp
Popping bottles yeah that crisp
Turned a quarter to an ounce
Turn that ounce into a pound
Bitches up on me now
Yeah, they want it in their mouth
Brown boy tryna south
Keep that gold up in my mouth
Keep that gold up in my mouth
Keep that gold up in my mouth
In the trap with my celli
And I'm smoking on that Mary
Arms so wavy like a ferry
Paper counting yeah that fetty
Blow sweet like a cherry
I'm next you're not ready
I'm next you're not ready
I'm next you're not ready
In the trap with my celli
Codeine, I'm steady
Heart beating slow
No, no, not ready (ready)
Made this money on my celli
Paper counting, yeah that fetty
Paper counting, yeah that fetty
Paper counting, yeah that fetty
In the trap with my celli
Codeine, I'm ready
Heart beating slow
No, no, not ready (no)
Made this money on my celli
Made this money on my celli
Paper counting, yeah that fetty
Paper counting, yeah that fetty
Yuh
I'm done
Game over
I'll be back again soon guys
Yeah
Shoutout to Jamie
Shoutout to Liam
Shoutout to myself 'cause I'm fucking sick
Shout me out