CC by Mante Lyrics

I would never crash out out fucking with a female
CCS On my shit like email
Vs on my wrist paid retail

For you talk shit get the facts and details


Manté w The Shits
Mantéw the fits
Manté w the braids manté w the twists manté w ya bitch
Oh damn
Oh shit
I just came through slid on this bitch no grip

Ima so mfn recklesss
I wreck shit
I need diamonds on my necklace on my neck bitch

Yessir yessirr
Marijuana in my brain yeah I’m on the pressure
25 lighters on my mfn dresser
She don’t wanna be saved so you caint arrest her
I would never crash out out fucking with a female
CCS On my shit got me looking like a email
Vs on my neck paid young nigga paid retail

For you talk shit get the facts and details

Grind for the 4
Ima grind for my folk
For the streets she on go
So she ski it’s a no

12 racks for a Honda Accord
Laid up with yo broad cause I’m bored
Ion force shit
Do you want some head mante
Yes of course bitch
Fuck a short bitch
Pick her up like a fork lift
When I get these bands ima pay my mama mortgage
CMO I’m fucking with this chorus

When I spit it’s fact no fiction
Started rapping bout a year ago
But really for a minute
When my mama had the stroke I had to make me a decision
I would never crash out out fucking with a female
CCS On my shit got me looking like a email
Vs on my neck young nigga paid retail

For you talk shit get the facts and details