If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way (way way way)
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way (way way way)
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way (way way way)
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way (way way way)
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way (way way way)
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way (way way way)
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way (way way way)
If I go dumb in this bitch
Yeah
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way
Walkin' out till I gotta go go adele
Never lackin' always keep that thang on me
My lil baby taste good like a Crème Brûlée
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way
Walkin' out till I gotta go go adele
Never lackin' always keep that thang on me
My lil baby taste good like a Crème Brûlée (ayy)
She gon get it today
Manicure, pedicure, everything her way (yeah)
Just left from the bank
Money up, health up, gas in the tank (yeah)
Crib got real estate
New 812 sitting up in the driveway
Franklins in the safe
Keep a roster in rotation
I ain't no saint
She gon get it today
Manicure, pedicure, everything her way (yeah)
Just left from the bank
Money up, health up, gas in the tank (yeah)
Crib got real estate
New 812 sitting up in the driveway
Franklins in the safe
Keep a roster in rotation
I ain't no saint (Who the f*ck are these niggas, man?)
Ain't no saint (I don't know! Shit!)
Ain't no saint (Ah, shit. Get him)
Ain't no saint (bang! bang! bang!)
73 million to my name
Teddy keep playing if you want to
You know this shit a dirty game
When you part of that life
When it's time rollout wit da gang
Aim at a f*ck nigga let it bang
Let that hoe sang
Let that hoe sang (yeah)
Let that hoe sang
Let that hoe sang (yeah)
Private planes I can arrange
Top dawg of the food chain
What's make you think
I won't walk in this bitch and let it rain? (ayy)
She gon get it today (Ah, f*ck. Motherf*cker)
Manicure, pedicure, everything her way (yeah)
Just left from the bank
Money up, health up, gas in the tank (yeah)
Crib got real estate
New 812 sitting up in the driveway
Franklins in the safe
Keep a roster in rotation
I ain't no saint
She gon get it today
Manicure, pedicure, everything her way (yeah)
Just left from the bank
Money up, health up, gas in the tank (yeah)
Crib got real estate
New 812 sitting up in the driveway
Franklins in the safe (Todd, nigga?)
Keep a roster in rotation (booommmm!)
I ain't no saint
Justin Cartier - Crème Brûlée Lyrics
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If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way (way way way)
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way (way way way)
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way (way way way)
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way (way way way)
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way (way way way)
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way (way way way)
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way (way way way)
If I go dumb in this bitch
Yeah
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way
Walkin' out till I gotta go go adele
Never lackin' always keep that thang on me
My lil baby taste good like a Crème Brûlée
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way
Walkin' out till I gotta go go adele
Never lackin' always keep that thang on me
My lil baby taste good like a Crème Brûlée (ayy)
She gon get it today
Manicure, pedicure, everything her way (yeah)
Just left from the bank
Money up, health up, gas in the tank (yeah)
Crib got real estate
New 812 sitting up in the driveway
Franklins in the safe
Keep a roster in rotation
I ain't no saint
She gon get it today
Manicure, pedicure, everything her way (yeah)
Just left from the bank
Money up, health up, gas in the tank (yeah)
Crib got real estate
New 812 sitting up in the driveway
Franklins in the safe
Keep a roster in rotation
I ain't no saint (Who the f*ck are these niggas, man?)
Ain't no saint (I don't know! Shit!)
Ain't no saint (Ah, shit. Get him)
Ain't no saint (bang! bang! bang!)
73 million to my name
Teddy keep playing if you want to
You know this shit a dirty game
When you part of that life
When it's time rollout wit da gang
Aim at a f*ck nigga let it bang
Let that hoe sang
Let that hoe sang (yeah)
Let that hoe sang
Let that hoe sang (yeah)
Private planes I can arrange
Top dawg of the food chain
What's make you think
I won't walk in this bitch and let it rain? (ayy)
She gon get it today (Ah, f*ck. Motherf*cker)
Manicure, pedicure, everything her way (yeah)
Just left from the bank
Money up, health up, gas in the tank (yeah)
Crib got real estate
New 812 sitting up in the driveway
Franklins in the safe
Keep a roster in rotation
I ain't no saint
She gon get it today
Manicure, pedicure, everything her way (yeah)
Just left from the bank
Money up, health up, gas in the tank (yeah)
Crib got real estate
New 812 sitting up in the driveway
Franklins in the safe (Todd, nigga?)
Keep a roster in rotation (booommmm!)
I ain't no saint
Imma find my way (way way way)
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way (way way way)
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way (way way way)
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way (way way way)
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way (way way way)
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way (way way way)
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way (way way way)
If I go dumb in this bitch
Yeah
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way
Walkin' out till I gotta go go adele
Never lackin' always keep that thang on me
My lil baby taste good like a Crème Brûlée
If I go dumb in this bitch
Imma find my way
Walkin' out till I gotta go go adele
Never lackin' always keep that thang on me
My lil baby taste good like a Crème Brûlée (ayy)
She gon get it today
Manicure, pedicure, everything her way (yeah)
Just left from the bank
Money up, health up, gas in the tank (yeah)
Crib got real estate
New 812 sitting up in the driveway
Franklins in the safe
Keep a roster in rotation
I ain't no saint
She gon get it today
Manicure, pedicure, everything her way (yeah)
Just left from the bank
Money up, health up, gas in the tank (yeah)
Crib got real estate
New 812 sitting up in the driveway
Franklins in the safe
Keep a roster in rotation
I ain't no saint (Who the f*ck are these niggas, man?)
Ain't no saint (I don't know! Shit!)
Ain't no saint (Ah, shit. Get him)
Ain't no saint (bang! bang! bang!)
73 million to my name
Teddy keep playing if you want to
You know this shit a dirty game
When you part of that life
When it's time rollout wit da gang
Aim at a f*ck nigga let it bang
Let that hoe sang
Let that hoe sang (yeah)
Let that hoe sang
Let that hoe sang (yeah)
Private planes I can arrange
Top dawg of the food chain
What's make you think
I won't walk in this bitch and let it rain? (ayy)
She gon get it today (Ah, f*ck. Motherf*cker)
Manicure, pedicure, everything her way (yeah)
Just left from the bank
Money up, health up, gas in the tank (yeah)
Crib got real estate
New 812 sitting up in the driveway
Franklins in the safe
Keep a roster in rotation
I ain't no saint
She gon get it today
Manicure, pedicure, everything her way (yeah)
Just left from the bank
Money up, health up, gas in the tank (yeah)
Crib got real estate
New 812 sitting up in the driveway
Franklins in the safe (Todd, nigga?)
Keep a roster in rotation (booommmm!)
I ain't no saint
Writer: Nolan Jennings
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