CC's n CPNs Lyrics

(Full metal jacket cause its cold outside)

(All them niggas talking crazy gone be homicide)

Aye

Full metal jacket cause a nigga when I stepped in the party

I'm flipping packs Tony Hawk a Nigga feeling gnarly

We locked eyes she looked at me and said "what's yo hobby?"

I said "bitch you know I scam niggas"

I got them CCs coming in and they do damage baby

Just send yo SSN and ID I'll have you flexed up

Tired of niggas talmbout

"Yo Baby Cap you're next up"

Fuck up out my face for I leave yo ass with a wet shirt

Finally got the picture niggas see you up and love to hate

It ain't my fault you broke, bummy, and ain't got no Pape

It ain't my fault to get some play you got to dinner date

Bounce out of the 'Vette like I just came back from outer space

CPN just hit I'm finna go and blow some racks

Rocking drip that you don't even find inside a Saks

We ain't worried 'bout no Opp niggas now and never have

We got loadout drop

Forty Glock extended mags

Throw the frag I'm finna blow a nigga head off

Mechanic pencil, gone ahead and break that led off

Johnnys blurped

Had it on me so I sped off

Cherokee Bill I ain't finna have no standoff like blow blow

While he ain't looking

I don't care my morals all across the board right now

These bitches thick my money all across the floor right now

We copped a Telly so it's all type of whores right now

Remy Martin

Casamigos

Got these bitches bumping

Hope these hoes ain't beefing cause if so these bitches thumping

All these bitches ratchet so if one fight then they jumping

All these niggas looking at me funny gone get dumped at

Full metal jacket cause a nigga when I stepped in the party

I'm flipping packs Tony Hawk a Nigga feeling gnarly

We locked eyes she looked at me and said "what's yo hobby?"

I said "bitch you know I scam niggas"

I got them CCs coming in and they do damage baby

Just send yo SSN and ID I'll have you flexed up

Tired of niggas talmbout

"Yo Baby Cap you're next up"

Fuck up out my face for I leave yo ass with a wet shirt

Finally got the picture niggas see you up and love to hate

It ain't my fault you broke, bummy, and ain't got no Pape

It ain't my fault to get some play you got to dinner date

Bounce out of the 'Vette like I just came back from outer space

She looked at me and said "what's yo hobby?"

Like I'm a astronaut

I got them CC's coming in and they do damage baby

I said "bitch you know I scam niggas"

Just send yo SSN and ID I'll have you flexed up