Yea...
CJE what
CJE what
All these hoe ass rappers
You think is a game?
Chyeah, nah man you tryna pop that shit
You’re howling at the moon
You’re howling at the moon
You’re howling at the moon
You’re howling at the moon
You’re howling at the moon
(Fuck you think, I’ma do my thing)
You’re howling at the moon
(CJE that gorilla gang)
You’re howling at the moon
(We killing lames, we killing lames)
You’re howling at the moon
(Keep claiming you dope, bitch I pop dat flame)
The sun said I'm a lunatic
Cuz every full moon I be losing it
Woke up smoking kush in the Vatican, with haters hanging from my scrotum like a crucifix
I can't pretend that I ain't a monster, when my dick extend like a uzi clip
Just came from the land where the pyramids stand, wit a brand new plug just to boost this bitch (Keep ya strung out)
Kitten with a yarn ball hoe, at first you said you wouldn't touch it, now you can't let go (Now you strung out)
Crackhead with a crack pipe yo, tryna ween off me, that's a lifetime goal
I could turn up the pressure on a muhfuka quick
Before he get started, make the mother fucker quit
Cuz first I smell the pussy, and then I eat the pussy
And ain't no pussy like Easter pussy
All i see is meal time
Rats disguised as feline
And kids that play with wolves
Die young like a blue born
This that new killa, I could give a fuck what u on
We innovate, you imitate, you been a fake
You’re howling at the moon
(Fuck you think, i’ma do my thing)
You’re howling at the moon
(CJE that gorilla gang)
You’re howling at the moon
(We killing lames, we killing lames)
You’re howling at the moon
(Keep claiming you dope, bitch I pop dat flame)
I’m just riding waves, cowabunga dude
And I ain't plan to fuck your bitch, but woo!, she finna choose
Said i'm just riding waves, like cowabunga dude
Silver surfing on these pussies,(Turn up! Turn up!) hang loose
Ok girl, pass me the yakk back
Said you finna sip, but you didn't bring no cash jack
What you want a gift?, boy I showed you how to wrap that
Why you think the guap double up like a flashback
Got the buck up toy for the fuck boys
Got that strong ass weed for ya weak nerves
Man, I just think it's funny how some niggas wanna hate
But be the same niggas begging for a cheap verse, Crown Jewelz
All I see is me time
Rap collabs I decline
Cuz kids that play with wolves
Taste like fried chicken with seasoning
This that new killa give ya something to believe in
We innovate, they imitate, they been afraid
You’re howling at the moon
(Fuck you think, i’ma do my thing)
You’re howling at the moon
(CJE that gorilla gang)
You’re howling at the moon
(We killing lames, we killing lames)
You’re howling at the moon
(Keep claiming you dope, bitch I pop dat flame)
You’re howling at the moon
(Fuck you think, i’ma do my thing)
You’re howling at the moon
(CJE that gorilla gang)
You’re howling at the moon
(We killing lames, we killing lames)
You’re howling at the moon
(Keep claiming you dope, bitch I pop dat flame)
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