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CYA L8r (feat. AnnDee) Video (MV)




Performed By: Ak40geven
Language: English
Length: 1:53
Written by: Andrew William, Geven Sanchez




Ak40geven - CYA L8r (feat. AnnDee) Lyrics




Linked up had to go do a settlement
Stacks on my back I had a lot to think about
Never fumble da pack I sell then I get it back
Buckle n stick you could call me da cowboy
But da double G's on it say im a street goon
Still keep it classy I know where I came from
I could dress broke but I know that I'm paid for
I could look like broke im not ur weak ass boyfriend
Endorsements
Money keep coming in bank keep approvin it
Lil whore bitch
F*cken her dirty face all in da sheets
My plug wip da crock pot he servin low fee
Da fiends and da junkies always trynnArticulate
I don't give a f*ck cause you ass stay f*cked up
Bringing the income das all that I care about
Money conversations dat be my language
Hold up

Pouring up drank see ya later
I'mma big dog Ion need a chaser
Bitch I'mma rock like a rager
Double up my cup for you haters
Getting more green than Gators
Ya mans a tot a tater boy Gon fold like paper
Knew that boy was a beta

U stay down I go up like vert
I'mma touch the rim I feel like Dirk
Smoking on reak doadie u smoking on dirt
Off this gas but it feel like a perk
I does shit best u doing the worst
Pray on my downfall it feel like a curse
Try to take what's mines let the Choppa burst
I'mma just hit em hit em where it hurt
Came with the gang came wit a purge
Looking sus on the block my shooter will lurk

Pouring up drank see ya later
I'mma big dog Ion need a chaser
Bitch I'mma rock like a rager
Double up my cup for you haters
Getting more green than Gators
Ya mans a tot a tater boy Gon fold like paper
Knew that boy was a beta
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Linked up had to go do a settlement
Stacks on my back I had a lot to think about
Never fumble da pack I sell then I get it back
Buckle n stick you could call me da cowboy
But da double G's on it say im a street goon
Still keep it classy I know where I came from
I could dress broke but I know that I'm paid for
I could look like broke im not ur weak ass boyfriend
Endorsements
Money keep coming in bank keep approvin it
Lil whore bitch
F*cken her dirty face all in da sheets
My plug wip da crock pot he servin low fee
Da fiends and da junkies always trynnArticulate
I don't give a f*ck cause you ass stay f*cked up
Bringing the income das all that I care about
Money conversations dat be my language
Hold up

Pouring up drank see ya later
I'mma big dog Ion need a chaser
Bitch I'mma rock like a rager
Double up my cup for you haters
Getting more green than Gators
Ya mans a tot a tater boy Gon fold like paper
Knew that boy was a beta

U stay down I go up like vert
I'mma touch the rim I feel like Dirk
Smoking on reak doadie u smoking on dirt
Off this gas but it feel like a perk
I does shit best u doing the worst
Pray on my downfall it feel like a curse
Try to take what's mines let the Choppa burst
I'mma just hit em hit em where it hurt
Came with the gang came wit a purge
Looking sus on the block my shooter will lurk

Pouring up drank see ya later
I'mma big dog Ion need a chaser
Bitch I'mma rock like a rager
Double up my cup for you haters
Getting more green than Gators
Ya mans a tot a tater boy Gon fold like paper
Knew that boy was a beta
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Writer: Andrew William, Geven Sanchez
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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