Don Caba - Centerfold

Yeah man
Yeah man
Whoa
Hol up
Bitch I got it like that (Like that)
I ain’t got no manners, Bitch I’m too explicit (Too explicit)
Getting to this paper, I be counting digits (Counting Digits)
Money in my pocket, you know how I get it (Yeah)
Bitch I’m popping like that (Like that)
You not on my level, card ain’t got no limit (Got no limit)
I be in my zone, I get it how I live it (How I live it)
Stunting on you niggas, that’s just how I’m living
Yeah
Bitch I got it like that (Like that)
Going for the win, I ain’t taking losses (Take no losses)
I call all the shots
I be wit the bosses (Wit the bosses)
Call Me Bron James
How a nigga balling (Swish)
I be grinding like that (Like that)
I ain’t got no time
I be counting bills (Counting bills)
Steady counting digits
Tryna reach a mill (Reach a mill)
I call all the plays
I be in the field (Look)
Like a magician
My flow is magic (Walah)
If you step out of pocket
Im’a let you have it (Yeah)
Dodging corona
At home alone (Home alone)
I be counting cheese
Talking provolone (Cash)
Your bitch on her knees
Tryna go along (She wit it)
Wit the plan, I’m the man
Keep a couple bands (Lit)
Champagne
You know I’m pouring (High)
Good kush
You know I’m blowing
Yeah
Bitch I got it like that (Like that)
I ain’t got no manners, Bitch I’m too explicit (Too explicit)
Getting to this paper, I be counting digits (Counting Digits)
Money in my pocket, you know how I get it (Yeah)
Bitch I’m popping like that (Like that)
You not on my level, card ain’t got no limit (Got no limit)
I be in my zone, I get it how I live it (How I live it)
Stunting on you niggas, that’s just how I’m living
Yeah
Listen you know how it go
Not a rookie, I’ma pro
I’ma true professional
I go harder than I ever went before
Check the score
Don King
King of 4
I’m the greatest, I’m the G.O.A.T
No I wasn’t pose to make it out the projects, out the slum (Yeah)
No I wasn’t pose to make my way to college, I’m the one (No way)
Wit the gang, at King Tut
Copped some hookahs, rolled a blunt (Zoning)
Getting higher than a skyline, twisted off the rum (Lit)
You know me, I just came here to body shit
This nothing but logic , I’m out this world
On my bobby shit
I came here to influence the game like a lobbyist
It’s 2020 dummy, diarrhea, I’m running shit
You know how I’m coming bitch
I’m living life, in love with the thrills (Yea)
Evolving into a higher power, giving me chills
Man these bitches want a made nigga (What!)
A made nigga
Not just a made nigga
A Don who raise niggas
Hol up
Yeah
Bitch I got it like that (Like that)
I ain’t got no manners, Bitch I’m too explicit (Too explicit)
Getting to this paper, I be counting digits (Counting Digits)
Money in my pocket, you know how I get it (Yeah)
Bitch I’m popping like that (Like that)
You not on my level, card ain’t got no limit (Got no limit)
I be in my zone, I get it how I live it (How I live it)
Stunting on you niggas, that’s just how I’m living
Yeah
Bitch I got it like that (Like that)
I ain’t got no manners, Bitch I’m too explicit (Too explicit)
Getting to this paper, I be counting digits (Counting Digits)
Money in my pocket, you know how I get it (Yeah)
Bitch I’m popping like that (Like that)
You not on my level, card ain’t got no limit (Got no limit)
I be in my zone, I get it how I live it (How I live it)
Stunting on you niggas, that’s just how I’m living
Yeah

Written by:
Don Caba, Michael Caba

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