CDG by Glamboy Lyrics

(Hook)

Yeah CDG on my T-Shirt
10 Bands for the feature
She gon suck me off till her knees hurt
Gucci, prada on my, what the fuck?

Yeah, Gucci, Prada on my sneakers
CDG on my T-Shirt
10 bands for the feature
She gon suck me off till her knees hurt

(1st Verse)

Had a Honda, now i gotta Benz now
I got opps, I dont got no friends now
I got opps that I gotta drop down
I got thoughts that I gotta break down
Broke her heart, watch the bitch break down
CLA coupe, it won't break down
Audemars wrist, thats a bustdown
Sippin double cups till the sun down
(Hook)

Yeah CDG on my T-Shirt
10 Bands for the feature
She gon suck me off till her knees hurt
Gucci, prada on my, what the fuck?

Yeah, Gucci, Prada on my sneakers
CDG on my T-Shirt
10 bands for the feature
She gon suck me off till her knees hurt

(2nd Verse)

Had to boss up and cop a bustdown
Call Air Canada cuz I can't bus now
I'm the manager, I call the shots now
Smoking Cannabis, I gotta cough now

Comme Des Garçons sweater, blew a bag on my drip
Shooters all around me like we making movie clips
Diamonds change the weather, they be cooler than some whip
I don't walk alone, i'm wit my bros or a bitch
At the club the only time they see me
Tryna stain my sauce, think he wanna be me
Give no handouts cuz I never had a freebie
And my jeweler like a cop, cuz he freeze me
(Hook)

Yeah CDG on my T-Shirt
10 Bands for the feature
She gon suck me off till her knees hurt
Gucci, prada on my, what the fuck?

Yeah, Gucci, Prada on my sneakers
CDG on my T-Shirt
10 bands for the feature
She gon suck me off till her knees hurt