Celine Frames - Big30 Lyrics

Celine Frames Lyrics[Intro]
Blrrrd
Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd
Big Blrrrd
Ayy, I got
Uh, uh, dead aim
Uh, uh, Celine frames
Blrrrd, blrrrd
(Run it back, Playboi)

[Chorus]
I got seven cars (Seven), seven chains (Seven), dead aim (Blrrrd)
Pop out (Out), racks on me, Celine frames (Frames)
I stand on murder (Murder), these niggas know I bring pain (Pain)
I'm team splat (Splat), knock shit back, I seen brains (Brains)
This ain't no Scat (Scat), got hips and thighs on this Hellcat (Skrrt, skrrt)
Widebody (Skrrt), turn off the track, get nasty when I snatch
Got that get-back (Back), smoke on Paw Nasty, turned him to a pack (A pack)
I stand on wax (Wax), keep playin' with Nuski, watch somethin' else get whacked (Get whacked)
[Verse]
Can't lie, I cried (Cried), wipin' my tears, loadin' up that Drac' (That Drac')
Tеars fallin', hopin' the clip don't catch my DNA (My DNA)
I'm spazzin' out (Out), like, fuck this switch, he gotta feel this K (This K)
It's Friday night, on his block latе, got a show the next day
You got me lost (Lost), you pissed me off, let them pussies get off (Get off)
Me versus me (ThirtBall), I'm stuck between bein' a shooter or boss
I'm crackin' seals (Wock') while sheddin' tears like I got a dry cough (What? What?)
And we put shit under (Under), it's only right I put you in that wall (In that wall)
I fiend murder (Murder), these niggas know I mean murder (Murder, murder)
Ever catch me loafin' (Murder, murder), cut me open, I bleed murder (Murder)
Black Draco, Century Arms (Blrrrd), flippin' shit like a cheeseburger (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
We heavily armed (Armed), can't name a chopper we ain't heard of (Blrrrd)
My bitch by my side through thick and thin, I don't want for nothin' (Know what I'm sayin'?)
I'ma get it together ('Gether), stop the bullshit, cut out the pluggin' (Blrrrd)
'Cause I can't even stomach just the thought of my lil' bitch fuckin'
And she know how it get 'bout the smallest shit, it get ugly (Get ugly)
Lord know I love my kids (Kids), about Ashton, go at the preacher (Preacher)
'Bout Realan, take out the teacher (The teacher), play with Riley and meet the reaper (The reaper)
Don't play 'bout Camille and Nesha (At all), same shit go for Talisha (On God)
'Bout Big Rod, send you to God (Blrrrd), it's strictly murder 'bout my people, blrrrd, blrrrd

[Chorus]
I got seven cars (Seven), seven chains (Seven), dead aim (Blrrrd)
Pop out (Out), racks on me, Celine frames (Frames)
I stand on murder (Murder), these niggas know I bring pain (Pain)
I'm team splat (Splat), knock shit back, I seen brains (Brains)
This ain't no Scat (Scat), got hips and thighs on this Hellcat (Skrrt, skrrt)
Widebody (Skrrt), turn off the track, get nasty when I snatch
Got that get-back (Back), smoke on Paw Nasty, turned him to a pack (A pack)
I stand on wax (Wax), keep playin' with Nuski, watch somethin' else get whacked (Get whacked)You might also like