Corona ft. C-Trillionaire & DC DaVinci Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Yeah, just like Corona, I know these niggas sick of me
Yo bitch call me daddy, she take it literally
I'm like a caddie, I got the stick on me
These niggas hate, these niggas envy
I get the bag, so I know they remember me
I got the bags of exotic the Cali weed
I can put you on I double your salary
Independent, but I ball like a athlete
I can put you on and double your salary
Movin weight like I'm tryna lose my calories
They imitate, but niggas nothin' like me
Put em on to the jugg she like Run it by me
Got my eye on the money, I know I'm cocky
Got a pocket rocket for a pocket watcher
With a clean girl, but she suckin' sloppy
If yeen first, you last, its like Ricky Bobby
Cause my foot on the gas
Pushin' em bags, digital dash
My lifestyle fast
Let's be honest, honest
These them bitches want a nigga with them lumps
I'm just being honest, honest, I make her last spread, like Tonk
Yeah, just like Corona, I know these niggas sick of me
Yo bitch call me daddy, she take it literally
I'm like a caddie, I got the stick on me
These niggas hate, these niggas envy
I get the bag, so I know they remember me
I got the bags of exotic the Cali weed
I can put you on I double your salary
Independent, but I ball like a athlete
You can pull up wherever, I got what you want
My plug name ain't Kevin, I'm smokin' Durant's
You do what you can and I do what I want
I make what you make in a year and a month
If you live by the gun, then you die by the gun
I got them killers who smoke shit for fun
Run up them Digits, just keep runnin' it up
Like Andrew Jackson, all these niggas some dubs
Better watch your back, all these niggas some frenemies
Over some money, your friends turn to enemies
You can't believe what you see on the internet
These niggas just talkin', you know I ain't hearin' it
Why talk bout our life when you know you ain't livin' it
I be smokin' exotic, it can boost up my energy
Free all my niggas who locked down with sentences
Pull out them sticks, then my niggas we cinnamon
Yeah, just like Corona, I know these niggas sick of me
Yo bitch call me daddy, she take it literally
I'm like a caddie, I got the stick on me
These niggas hate, these niggas envy
I get the bag, so I know they remember me
I got the bags of exotic the Cali weed
I can put you on I double your salary
Independent, but I ball like a athlete