Celestial Lyrics

Uh, yeah

Uh, yeah

Uh, yeah

Yuh, uh, yeah

Yeah, oh, uh, yeah

I'm in that big boy Tonka, yeah, no you won't catch me lackin'

Yeah, my fingers be swollen, yeah, from all of that money that I just be stacking

I'm on your block and I'm swerving around it

I throw some money, yeah, I do not count it

Ice on my neck and you know that I drown it

Niggas be scary, they really not bout it

Yeah, I'm rocking Celestial, yeah, I feel like an angel

Niggas know I ain't losin', yeah, I'm flipping the table

Uh, I do what I want, lil' nigga he mad, he do what he able

Ooh, I don't be messing with none of these niggas

These niggas be fake like a fable

Yeah, I done got big boy racks now

Got all these hoes in my trap house

Niggas know I won't back down

Turn his whole block to a ghost town

Play wit my twizz, me and gang gon' lurk

Up in the sky, I'ma plane, I'ma on my bird

Hop in that Urus, you know I'ma swerve

Your bitch, she giving me brain like a nerd

Ice on my Cartier lenses, uh, I cannot see em'

Yeah, niggas be hating my swag, oh, yeah, but I do not hear em'

Taking these niggas out one by one, yeah, you know that I clear em'

Ha, ooh, you know what I'm saying

These niggas fake and they lame

Young Soto, yeah that's the name, I do not care about the fame

I drop the top off the car, yeah, it don't got a brain

Hop in that coupe, you know I'ma race

I got your hoe, all up in my place

I bust a nut, all over her face

And y'know that I'm gone, yeah, I ain't gon' stay

I'm in that big boy Tonka, yeah, no you won't catch me lackin'

Yeah, my fingers be swollen, yeah, from all of that money that I just be stacking

I'm on your block and I'm swerving around it

I throw some money, yeah, I do not count it

Ice on my neck and you know that I drown it

Niggas be scary, they really not bout it

Yeah, I'm rocking Celestial, yeah, I feel like an angel

Niggas know I ain't losin', yeah, I'm flipping the table

Uh, I do what I want, lil' nigga he mad, he do what he able

Ooh, I don't be messing with none of these niggas

These niggas be fake like a fable

I'm wit my twin, slatt, riding a Hellcat

I got a big bag, uh, I got some real racks

I never trust in these niggas, these niggas some rats

She said that she love me, lil' bitch, it's a trap

Why would you lie? These bitches be cap

Shit is so fire, had to run that shit back

Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada

Yeah, I'm rockin' Balenci, Raver jeans, they hold my chopper

Yeah, I'm poppin' a perc, to run away from all the drama

I got that loot like a llama

I just keep getting these commas

I'ma go hop in that Tonka

Yeah, lil' bitch, these diamonds be flawless, yeah, I don't need a light

Yeah, uh, I'm rockin' all black, uh, I come like a thief in the night

Yeah, lil' bitch, you broke, you don't got no money, I do not care, ain't being polite

Flex on these niggas with all my might,

Lil' bitch, it's time to get right