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Ahead (feat. Ilyqui) Video (MV)




Performed By: Ctmlildre
Language: English
Length: 2:14
Written by: Deandre Dess




Ctmlildre - Ahead (feat. Ilyqui) Lyrics




I get money, everyday, like I own a bank I don't need nobody, nah, I don't see nobody
Nah Bankrolls sit in my pocket, just stay down
You can run the shit up with me I got a stick and it hold like a buck fifty
Run up boy I leave ya dead, double cup it's full of red

Feel like I'm so far ahead, I'm so far ahead of y'all
I got a beam and a scope on the stick, yeah Aim it at you, boy, I'm never gon' miss
She begging' me just to come suck on this dick, okay
You think you better than me

No way, I ship a bag to Paleto bay,
These niggas faggots, to me, they gay I got a bitch, do whatever I say
Tell all my opps to come out and play I hit the bitch once, she know she can't stay
I hop out that coupe and hop in that Wraith I make your whole check in one bad day

Ha ha ha, I'm ending your life in one phone call And just by the pictures, you know that we ball
And we got them hits, got the plaques on the wall
She think she my bitch, cause I put her in Rover I'm way too geek, I never be sober
I can't even drive just give me a chauffeur She suck on my balls, so I gotta coach her, go

I be tryin' to tell y'all, I'm so far ahead I be countin' guap n that green
Y'all be broke instead
Woah, woah, woah, woah She bounce on' that dick like a yo-yo
I got a white bitch, she wanna f*ck me And my twin in the room, that's a Oreo

These bullets, they rippin' your torso She suck on that dick, she get sore throat
Catch up, we so far ahead, Run up, you get filled with lead
I think this lil' bitch a sped' She think Ima pay her then she must be dumb
I just wanna slay her, Breathe fire like dragons, Send me to the layer

Hold on, you run up on me, then you finish, aye hold on,
Get it with the boot like I'm ennis
I'm passin' that bitch back and forth like a tennis
If we catch a hat, we ain't sparin' no witness And no matter what, yeah, we standin' on business
We standin' on

Alright
We standin' on
Yeah, yeah
We standin' on

Woah, woah
We standin' on business
She ask where the frog at, I told her it's Bentley
I hop in the whip and she lean for the kiss me

When she look at the pot, then I told her it's empty
I'm havin' so much, Name my daughter balenci
I get money everyday, we get that money
We get that guac, we get that fetty

We get that cheese, call it spaghetti
She gettin' on her knees whenever I'm ' ready
I'm rocking' a mink the fur came from a Yeti
I'm rocking ' it, (Uh-huh) give me a show, I'm rocking it

Woah, having this shit, They ain't stoppin' it, no
I be tryna tell y'all, I'm so far ahead, dog
We pull on they block, Bet all these n****s go run, like we with the red dogs
All these n****s go run

These n****s look good to me, call em my sons
Me and Qui on the beat it's like Kobe and Bron, Got this chain on my neck it weigh down like a ton
We already won, uh-huh, we already won, uh-huh

I'm not f*ckin' with you
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English

I get money, everyday, like I own a bank I don't need nobody, nah, I don't see nobody
Nah Bankrolls sit in my pocket, just stay down
You can run the shit up with me I got a stick and it hold like a buck fifty
Run up boy I leave ya dead, double cup it's full of red

Feel like I'm so far ahead, I'm so far ahead of y'all
I got a beam and a scope on the stick, yeah Aim it at you, boy, I'm never gon' miss
She begging' me just to come suck on this dick, okay
You think you better than me

No way, I ship a bag to Paleto bay,
These niggas faggots, to me, they gay I got a bitch, do whatever I say
Tell all my opps to come out and play I hit the bitch once, she know she can't stay
I hop out that coupe and hop in that Wraith I make your whole check in one bad day

Ha ha ha, I'm ending your life in one phone call And just by the pictures, you know that we ball
And we got them hits, got the plaques on the wall
She think she my bitch, cause I put her in Rover I'm way too geek, I never be sober
I can't even drive just give me a chauffeur She suck on my balls, so I gotta coach her, go

I be tryin' to tell y'all, I'm so far ahead I be countin' guap n that green
Y'all be broke instead
Woah, woah, woah, woah She bounce on' that dick like a yo-yo
I got a white bitch, she wanna f*ck me And my twin in the room, that's a Oreo

These bullets, they rippin' your torso She suck on that dick, she get sore throat
Catch up, we so far ahead, Run up, you get filled with lead
I think this lil' bitch a sped' She think Ima pay her then she must be dumb
I just wanna slay her, Breathe fire like dragons, Send me to the layer

Hold on, you run up on me, then you finish, aye hold on,
Get it with the boot like I'm ennis
I'm passin' that bitch back and forth like a tennis
If we catch a hat, we ain't sparin' no witness And no matter what, yeah, we standin' on business
We standin' on

Alright
We standin' on
Yeah, yeah
We standin' on

Woah, woah
We standin' on business
She ask where the frog at, I told her it's Bentley
I hop in the whip and she lean for the kiss me

When she look at the pot, then I told her it's empty
I'm havin' so much, Name my daughter balenci
I get money everyday, we get that money
We get that guac, we get that fetty

We get that cheese, call it spaghetti
She gettin' on her knees whenever I'm ' ready
I'm rocking' a mink the fur came from a Yeti
I'm rocking ' it, (Uh-huh) give me a show, I'm rocking it

Woah, having this shit, They ain't stoppin' it, no
I be tryna tell y'all, I'm so far ahead, dog
We pull on they block, Bet all these n****s go run, like we with the red dogs
All these n****s go run

These n****s look good to me, call em my sons
Me and Qui on the beat it's like Kobe and Bron, Got this chain on my neck it weigh down like a ton
We already won, uh-huh, we already won, uh-huh

I'm not f*ckin' with you
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Writer: Deandre Dess
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