C.M.L.
Bring Dem KayDaz Out
[Chorus]
It's time to bring them kaydas out, this shit I don't play about
Diamonds on me dancin', this the shit these n***as hate about
Got the drop up on an opp, I guess we 'bout to raid a house
All I do is keep it real, ain't shit for me to fake about
It's time to bring them kaydas out, this shit I don't play about
Diamonds on me dancin', this the shit these n***as hate about
Got the drop up on an opp, I guess we 'bout to raid a house
All I do is keep it real, ain't shit for me to fake about

[Verse 1]
All I do is keep it real, I got diamonds in my grill
Play with me, that's overkill, headshot, done deal
Bitch, I'm from the projects, fuck how a n***a feel
Plottin' on my downfall, get a fuck n***a spilled
Stomp a n***a out with these new MJs
We outside your mama house, bitch, with three, four Ks
We been in the same spot, bitch, for three, four days
And we'll send a couple hundred shots three, four ways
I'm a certified boss, bitch, fuck what it cost, bitch
Breath smellin' like you ate a bowl of dog shit
Very, very disrespectful, what they call this
If you don't wanna be in pocket, don't call, bitch
I swear to God these rap n***as be my mini-mes
If you ain't got shot yet, we ain't enemies
I'm a cold-hearted bitch, I'm talkin' ten degrees
I do not trust a soul, n***a frenemies
[Chorus]
It's time to bring them kaydas out, this shit I don't play about
Diamonds on me dancin', this the shit these n***as hate about
Got the drop up on an opp, I guess we 'bout to raid a house
All I do is keep it real, ain't shit for me to fake about
It's time to bring them kaydas out, this shit I don't play about
Diamonds on me dancin', this the shit these n***as hate about
Got the drop up on an opp, I guess we 'bout to raid a house
All I do is keep it real, ain't shit for me to fake about

[Verse 2]
Shawty, she a cold bitch, she be off them cold shit
Bust down both wrists, lookin' like a glow stick
Police askin' questions 'bout a murder, I don't know shit
I cut dawg off, he was on some five-oh shit
A certified goofy, n***a, you a groupie
Spikes on these red bottoms, kick you in your coochie
In and out of traffic, I ain't lackin' with this Uzi
Now meet me at the mansion, bitch, and we gon' make a movie
Million-dollar bad bitch, she wet like a jacuzzi
I'm a big boss, bitch, ain't shit that could move me
Lyin'-ass bitch 'bout to fuck around and lose me
Your bitch in my car on the set, she just blew me
I'm countin' up a lot of bands, they think I got a lot of hands
Tryna knock the bitch with your dick, that is not a plan
Thinkin' it's a joke until we jump up out the shotta van
It's lonely standin' at the top, so I ain't got a lot of friends
[Chorus]
It's time to bring them kaydas out, this shit I don't play about
Diamonds on me dancin', this the shit these n***as hate about
Got the drop up on an opp, I guess we 'bout to raid a house
All I do is keep it real, ain't shit for me to fake about
It's time to bring them kaydas out, this shit I don't play about
Diamonds on me dancin', this the shit these n***as hate about
Got the drop up on an opp, I guess we 'bout to raid a house
All I do is keep it real, ain't shit for me to fake about
It's time to bring them kaydas out, this shit I don't play about
Diamonds on me dancin', this the shit these n***as hate about
Got the drop up on an opp, I guess we 'bout to raid a house
All I do is keep it real, ain't shit for me to fake about