Video C Notez de Ak Grey 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Ak Grey - C Notez Lyrics

[AK]
Ooohhh
Ayy
Designer it’s stuck on my body Ay
You just be mufuckin watchin ay
Shawty gon suck me and slop me
AK
Yahhhh

Versace n Louis V double G drown in designer it’s stuck on my body ay
Double my hunnids in under a month Imma run it up you just be walking
Fell asleep countin the commas i wake up and speed to the knots ricky Bobby ay
Life movin fast in that digital dash guess I passed em without even watchin
I just want c notes n no problems
You tryna beef bro like what’s drama
I just went beast mode on that Molly
I just popped three more I need water
I done met three hoes n they bout it
I got a cheat code it’s my wallet
Feelin like d rose with some pre rolls Vince Carter ballin’ I’m on it
You shoot a free throw n I block it
How you gon be broke n still talk shit
You coppin cheap clothes at hot topic
I’m droppin three rolls if I’m shoppin
Thottie a scene girl she got mileage
Let a hoe deep throat then I pound it
Lost her like Nemo and I found it
Wave from the speed boat and you drownin
Pussy my team dope and you not lit
I feel like I’m King Kong in that mosh pit
Turnmeup theme song not a thing wrong 3g raw of exotic
I call up Elon take of like a rocket
He said his tree loud but I doubt it
I’m on that chech and Chong snoop dawg shit
Hard see hate from on top of a mountain
Watch me I chop up the beat like a guillotine
Cookin don’t copy the recipe
They want the sauce dawg you gotta be kidding me
New level they envy the energy
I’ll turn an L to an M make a better me
Can’t even step in my embassy
I made some moves In the past that you’ll never beat
Spread out infecting the game like it’s leprosy
Road to the gold I feel like I could never peak
Flex up on all of my enemies
Commas they come in and pass you like every week
Bejamins end up on Cuban links
I roll a J shit get better with seven leaves
Grinded for this been a minute I’m fiending
They ask for the plan think meddling scheming to Benefit off of my talent bitch I need a
Blu coupe new Lamborghini drop tha top down so the haters see me
Rolls Royce for those hoes who ghosted got goza w me self titled cd
Bass bumpin get smoked out stick chromed out it’s hard to fight the demons
Goin’ up can’t fold dawg like a roller coaster can’t fight the feeling

Versace n Louis V double G drown in designer it’s stuck on my body ay
Double my hunnids in under a month Imma run it up you just be walking
Fell asleep countin the commas i wake up and speed to the knots ricky Bobby ay
Life movin fast in that digital dash guess I passed em without even watchin
I just want c notes n no problems
You tryna beef bro like what’s drama
I just went beast mode on that Molly
I just popped three more I need water
I done met three hoes n they bout it
I got a cheat code it’s my wallet
Feelin like d rose with some pre rolls Vince Carter ballin I’m on it
You shoot a free throw n I block it
How you gon be broke n still talk shit
You coppin cheap clothes at hot topic
I’m droppin three rolls if I’m shoppin
Thottie a scene girl I know she got mileage
Let a hoe deep throat then I pound it
Lost her like Nemo and I found it
Wave from the speed boat and you drownin
Pussy my team dope and you not lit
I feel like I’m King Kong in that mosh pit
Turnmeup theme song not a thing wrong 3g raw of exotic
I call up Elon take of like a rocket
He said his tree loud but I doubt it
I’m on that chech and Chong snoop dawg shit
Hard see hate from on top of a mountain
[DRE]
Yah
She want some gucci and Louis and Prada I got that shit all on my body ay
Shawty be suckin me topless she givin me sloppy that bitch is a goddess
Shawty gon suck it (Shawty gon suck it)
Yeah hahahaha-ha
She said that I was the one
She said that I was the one
But I told her that I wasn’t yeah
I get to spazzin yeah
It’s automatic uh yeah
I got lots of bitches
I got lots of bitches
Turn them bitches to a habit yeah
Ay put it all up in her throat yeah
Yeah she sayin I’m the goat ay
I get lots of money spendin lots of money
I don’t know where it go ay
That shit be goin it gone
I’m gonna make it right back
I hit that bitch from the back
Pull on her tracks
And she gon fuck me like that
My dash is digital
I pop a pill or two
That bitch is bad I know shawty ain’t feelin’ you
See you in killin’ you
Runnin’ up hunnids I’m countin’ a bill or two
They are not feelin’ you
(They are not feelin’ you)
(They are not feelin’ you)
(I got a mansion and I got a bad bitch and that bitch is all in the living room)
(Yeah)