Pot3nt - CCC Lyrics

Ain't got time for these hoes, I'm chasing cheese
She quarterback on my mans, no hands
I told her "baby please"
Now I'm sitting in first class, noise complaints
I told them "it's the weed"
Hans Zimmer, man it's a movie
Got it on HD, check your screen
I don't lose control
Cruise control
I could take you places you don't know
Cruise control
Cruise control
Hotbox in my spaceship
Let's just let it flow
I need me a Benz (vroom)
I need me a house with a pool (splash)
All of my friends dope
They cannot fuck with the crew (gang)
Officer asking for coke money
I got a bag in the boot (bag)
Cruising the night with a snow bunny
Clearly I gave you a clue
Yeah, andele andele eeyah
I want a bag and I'm stacking it knee high
Whole lotta huns like I'm running a bee hive
Don't even know her, she said I'm ariba, yeah
I need my neck two tone
Diamonds be dancing like Jason Derulo
Don't mix me up with the homies that you know
Look at my drip they confuse me for Migos
Ain't got time for these hoes, I'm chasing cheese
She quarterback on my mans, no hands
I told her "baby please"
Now I'm sitting in first class, noise complaints,
I told them "it's the weed"
Hans Zimmer, man it's a movie
Got it on HD, check your screen
I don't lose control
Cruise control
I could take you places you don't know
Cruise control
Cruise control
Hotbox in my spaceship
Let's just let it flow
If it ain't 'bout guap for me, Ima leave my phone on read
Ima keep burning these trees, and they come from overseas
Work then count my cheese
Bitch, ain't nun for free
She don't got a degree, but a sensei on her knees
Please don't get me started
One of my bitches calling
She made that bounce, Spalding
One of my bitches calling
No, no time for talking
One of my bitches calling
Caller ID, I saw it
One of my bitches calling
One of 'em blowing my phone, ain't pick up
One of 'em hit my box on Twitter
Ima go ghost, MJ thriller
One of 'em psycho, one of 'em bitter
Heart so cold, if you want it then take it
Soul so warm like God been baking
Ain't cuff yet but the hoes been claiming
Ain't got a cape but they all need saving
Even on my Sunday break my pocket's buzzing
Try my best to hide it, but you know they're up to something
I can't take the pressure anymore, my heart is clogged
You could be the one who could ride without assumptions
This is problem for me
But I won't let the cycle repeat
GTA, Ima lower the heat
Mm
When you see me, I'm never the same
Got my stylist to dress me in fame
Coz I know that it's part of the game
Yeah

Ain't got time for these hoes, I'm chasing cheese
She quarterback on my mans, no hands
I told her "baby please"
Now I'm sitting in first class, noise complaints
I told them "it's the weed"
Hans Zimmer, man it's a movie
Got it on HD, check your screen
I don't lose control
Cruise control
I could take you places you don't know
Cruise control
Cruise control
Hotbox in my spaceship
Let's just let it flow
I need me a Benz (vroom)
I need me a house with a pool (splash)
All of my friends dope
They cannot fuck with the crew (gang)
Officer asking for coke money
I got a bag in the boot (bag)
Cruising the night with a snow bunny
Clearly I gave you a clue
Yeah, andele andele eeyah
I want a bag and I'm stacking it knee high
Whole lotta huns like I'm running a bee hive
Don't even know her, she said I'm ariba, yeah
I need my neck two tone
Diamonds be dancing like Jason Derulo
Don't mix me up with the homies that you know
Look at my drip they confuse me for Migos
Ain't got time for these hoes, I'm chasing cheese
She quarterback on my mans, no hands
I told her "baby please"
Now I'm sitting in first class, noise complaints,
I told them "it's the weed"
Hans Zimmer, man it's a movie
Got it on HD, check your screen
I don't lose control
Cruise control
I could take you places you don't know
Cruise control
Cruise control
Hotbox in my spaceship
Let's just let it flow
If it ain't 'bout guap for me, Ima leave my phone on read
Ima keep burning these trees, and they come from overseas
Work then count my cheese
Bitch, ain't nun for free
She don't got a degree, but a sensei on her knees
Please don't get me started
One of my bitches calling
She made that bounce, Spalding
One of my bitches calling
No, no time for talking
One of my bitches calling
Caller ID, I saw it
One of my bitches calling
One of 'em blowing my phone, ain't pick up
One of 'em hit my box on Twitter
Ima go ghost, MJ thriller
One of 'em psycho, one of 'em bitter
Heart so cold, if you want it then take it
Soul so warm like God been baking
Ain't cuff yet but the hoes been claiming
Ain't got a cape but they all need saving
Even on my Sunday break my pocket's buzzing
Try my best to hide it, but you know they're up to something
I can't take the pressure anymore, my heart is clogged
You could be the one who could ride without assumptions
This is problem for me
But I won't let the cycle repeat
GTA, Ima lower the heat
Mm
When you see me, I'm never the same
Got my stylist to dress me in fame
Coz I know that it's part of the game
Yeah