[hook]
Sacred
girl you got me down bad, but you perfect
i don’t really need yo’ love, girl i want it
i need that bad bitch in you and you know that
Sacred love, i kill a nigga, you kill a bitch, now that be love
i broke yo heart and girl i know that shit was tuff
take a chance, and girl you know i won’t break it
yeah yo’ heart be sacred (sacred)

[verse]
hol’ up, this feeling so crazy
i can’t even break it down
would you believe me if i said that
i loved you ?
would you be down for me like i be down for you ?
yo’ signals mixed but i still fuck with you
yeah yeah
bad as hell, you played me but i fuck with you
yeah
CCG that nigga, i’d go far with you
love you like yo’ momma do
girl i would do anything 
just tell me what i gotta do

ion know what it is
i don’t know what it do 
but baby girl i want you
i don’t know what’s the issue
girl you know that i miss you
tryna be with you

[bridge]
i can’t fight the feeling
of missing love
i just want a kiss you, till we make up
i know your heart be sacred
take a chance, girl you know i won’t break it (break it)

[hook]
Sacred
girl you got me down bad, but you perfect
i don’t really need yo’ love, girl i want it
i need that bad bitch in you and you know that
Sacred love, i kill a nigga, you kill a bitch, now that be love
i broke yo heart and girl i know that shit was tuff
take a chance, and girl you know i won’t break it
yeah yo’ heart be sacred

AMBER

AMBER+

(verse)
and i know better than to fuck with that nigga
CCG that boy, i walk with all my straps nigga
i got midcity & kempton on my back nigga
i ain’t got time for all these niggas
they serve but lacking, nigga

yeah 
me and my boys we in that CLA
we got fabricated fame, y’all niggas MIA
we just some young bloods in your spot
in your vicinity 
now all your bitches scream and wile out
yeah we just touched the base

let’s have some fun (yuh!)
convoys in this bitch
y’all niggas got nowhere to run (yuh!)
pull up on you (yuh!)
huh
make your bodies drop real quick
that’s money real quick 
we cash it out and dip

(hook)
running up this cash my fingers bleed
y’all niggas hating on my boys 
that shit ain’t easy
calling on your hoe, that shit for free (yeah yeah)
no disrespect but damn
she got down on her knees

she saying…
we too much
too much (yeah)
we too much
yeah she pouring up my cup
she yelling…
we too much 
too much
we too much
too much

And I Know Better...

LOVE's CAPACITY

(hook)
all of my money legit
you look at my niggas and me yeah we rich bitch
i took a chance with the shit
now all of these bitches they suck on my dick shit!
i feel like i run this shit
these niggas they creep then they see i’m legit bitch
i grab my phone
right in the morning
bitch
i check it
i’m still legit bitch

(verse)
check it
i’m still that nigga, you read it
baby
that ass gon make me go crazy
fuck it girl let’s have a baby
you know i’m gon’ rock in that yellow mercedes
yeah we gone
yeah all the cops gon’ be singing like this
“uh oh oh oh”

if it don’t make dollaz
it don’t make no sense
Baby I ain’t Peter, I don’t pay no fucking rent
Yeah my squad legit we just be cashing
Checks, checks, checks, checks

Look at the water, my neck
All my diamonds are a blessing

I just touched your bitch, nigga what u gonna do ?
Nigga u a loser, haha boohoo

[my squad legit, your girl taking pics— nah ion like that]

LEGIT

LEGIT!

(hook)
yeah i’m riding on my own
i don’t need you
so girl quit blowing up my phone (yeah)
baby just leave me alone
leave me alone
leave me alone (yeah)

girl!
yeah i’m riding on my own
i don’t need you
so girl quit blowing up my phone (yeah)
baby just leave me alone
leave me alone
leave me alone (yeah)

(verse)
first things first
the bag
the racks
all you niggas talk down on my name, when it’s a fact
that i got brand new hoes, i got brand new clothes
i got bitches on top of bitches
they gon’ sing the bro’s songs

i just don’t know what you thought lil baby
i know the niggas on your phone been driving you crazy
you really thought i was gon change ?
but baby i ain’t been the same
i’m blaming u for everything 
you better stay tf away but…

girl i feel the pain everywhere i go
all these bitches show me love
but never wanna take it slow, take it slow
i don’t even know 
i’m guessin’ it’s my fault
baby i’m a bad bad boy
girl please don’t give me hope

LEAVE ME ALONE

PULL UP (2002)

PARTY

Written, Produced by @ccgtoocrazy
all plats <3 (https://songwhip.com/ccg2/allidoisthinkboutu)


Pass me that shit!
Pass it right now
I wonder 
What they be saying ‘bout me ?
When i’m not around

We ain’t the cool kids
But n***** be scared when we ‘round
All i think about is money & bitches
Now you know why i frown 

Take a hint
Let me breathe
All these bitches overworking me
This is the last chance 
To prove that i’m better than me

I’m tired, so tired
Gotta step up my game
I ain’t whylin’
I don’t know why you back
B*tch u childish
Gotta get to the racks and be like

All I do
Is think about you
All I do
Is think about you

Call up my b*tch
Why she whylin' like this ?
Call up your best friend 
Give her good d*ck then dip

You been hurt so much
Imagine how i feel
My n**** we in it for life
My n***** and i we too real

I’m lit
I slit
I k*ll
Ya dig ?
I’m getting the bag how it feel ?
I’m getting the bag how it feel ?

Now why’d you do that if you’re real ?
Stabbed me in the back, but it’s no big deal
Thinking ‘bout all the times
I did shit for you, yet you didn’t do shit for me

All I do
Is think about you
All I do
Is think about you

All I Do, Is Think 'Bout U

episode one of the braai mix saga!
s/o to Loatinover Pounds for the gem

now enjoy the remix produced by yours truly!
@ccgtoocrazy

sosh plata (braai mix)

stop it

rockstar with a stick **

lovebirds**

lean & molly**

ran up a cheque

Written, Produced & Performed by CCG

Mixing by @Clxrity

red beam**

Written & Performed by CCG & Sensei
Produced by CCG

[hook]

pour dat sprite with the  lean
pull up in a ghost
yeah, her ass back it up
leave you in a pose

yeah my balance fye asf
ooh she on dat toke
pull up with the homies
and the guap is overload

[Verse]
bag is in the bank now
yeah young nigga keep that strap now
cruisin’ in a beamer, take the top off
looking at the commas, spend the racks up( yeah yeah yeah )

shawty wanna ball with the team
yeah she scope the swag, and her squad like “nah mean” ( you know what mean ? )
pockets looking fat, B.I.G (r.i.p)
woke up like dis, i’m a star margiela jeans( cap, slaattt )

yeah he move dat loud
smoking on dat pound
looking at lil mama, bend it over, made me proud

she my BFF
(yep), now we flexing
money stacking 
ain’t no stressing

overload

Written & Performed by CCG
Produced by Season98

( Chorus )
copped a chain
gucci shoes
yeah she f the crew
yeah my niggas be like ooh

copped a chain 
gucci shoes
we like ooh
money to the roof

( Hook )
money to the roof
pull up ,foreign, zoom
she got clout( what ! )
headed to the moon

money to the roof
pull up ,foreign, zoom
f a spouse( what ! )
i’m just outchea boolin’

[Verse]
i’m just outchea boolin’
(what) with my woedies
yeah we got dat pack
pull up rari swervin’

got a hunnid (cash)
yeah we buzzin (slaattt)
tiptoein’ in the trap
gotta run it( yeah, what ! )

hol’ up wait, my nigga copped a wraith
steppin’ on dat gas, while he poppin percocets

yeah she pullin’ up, ask her what she need
she said she want weed, but she went straight for da keys

i’m like woah, molly on the floor
i’m a star, yeah a nigga raised the bar

pullin’ up, in droptop, never stop( slaattt )
now we up, pull up to the spot, dat shit pop

to the roof [prod. season98]

Written, Produced & Performed by CCG

[hook]
she my BFF
now we flexing
money stacking 
ain’t no stressing 

[verse]
ooh i think she like me, yeah she like
pull up in rari, with sprite please 
nike kicks ,  nike shorts
f your b****, that’s the daily sport

all the diamonds wet , now
ooh she switched up
getting money, flexing now
now she geeked up

yeah she flexing for a nigga
she think she rich now
now i pulled up w the 4 door
ooh she lit wow

yeah she like me, ooh she lit wow
ooh she lit

my bff

Written, Produced & Performed by CCG

whole lotta ass, i think about it
whole lotta cash, i dream about it
you ain’t my nigga, you lost
i’m losing my shit, i’m gon’ drum
drum
drum
i’m losing my shit, i’m gon’ drum
drum
drum
i’m losing my shit, i’m gon’ drum

[hook]
open my sunroof, open my mufuckin’ sunroof
open my sunroof, open my mufuckin’ sunroof


(verse)
smh (ooh yeah), smh (ooh yeah)
all of the diamonds they glossed up
them shits skate( ooh yeah )

smh (ooh yeah, smh (ooh yeah)
your bitch she coming in late
i had to cancel my date

rolling around w the vape
i vaporize all of her cake
she know that she biddy bad, she your chick
my nigga i’m tryna get hit

lit , lit, jewelry & swag is so sauced up
ice on my chest, it’s too frost up

woah, i spend dat money, i blow( pause )
getting a k for dat show
she twerking dat ass, i’m gon’ float

yeah my life really a mess
i cannot live man i’m stressed
fake friends, i leave & regret

sunroof interlude

Written, Produced & Performed by CCG

[hook]
i’m gon’ fuh dat bih
she know that she lit
CCG get richer
she told me she ain’t wit it

i’m gon’ fuh dat bih
thru the mornin’ shi’
drip too fye, no stylist
ice my wrist, she bite it

drip too fye, no stylist
ice my wrist, she bite it
close the door, got a bad bitch
cash on me, got mad bricks

[verse]
cash, cash, nigga brought the bag
ice my wrist, she bite it
clothes on me, mad titan
cece got that walk, ooh yeah, do the talk
baby got dat ass, ooh yeah, gotta rock it

baby girl no nun, she just wanna fuck
had to run it uh, cash countin’ ain’t fun
she search for my hurt
baby you know i’m so stuck
had to run it uh
no lie i keep wanting bucks

glasses in the air, she playin’ solitaire
card games w my brain, but she gave me head

she knows she a groupie 
let her know she losin’
love myself, got a bad bitch
bands up, big bank, squad shit

fye freestyle

ice cream ** (prod. ABEL)

need to sip**

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CHIMERA

uh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah uh

uh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah uh (yeah)

uh
yeah
uh
uh
uh

(intro)
run around town & i flex (she fled)
she just wants baguettes
i said, run around town & i flex and
she just wanna cuddle
she just wanna cuddle
all of the time i gave

(verse)
shawty, a diva ?
yeah run around the city
run around the city
she wanna meet me
hol’ uh my diamonds, they ain’t ready

run around town and i flex
slatt
she just want baguettes
ran around town and i flexed on the bitch
hold up my diamonds, now they’re scared (died lit)
hold up my diamonds, now they’re scared (died lit)

run around town she telling my slime i kill
she wanna party w the nigga that’s in her dreams [inaudible lmao]
but she suck me good now i can’t, i can’t breathe 

she wanna go (yeah uh)
hold up my diamonds (slatt slatt)
shawty a diva
yeah she wanna meet me
she wanna win
she want da wizard 
she want da wizard

but i’m like—

[hook]
shawty she died, died lit
shawty she died, died lit
shawty she died, died lit
shawty she died, died lit

yeah, shawty she died, she died on me
ran around town she geeked
ran around town & i flexed on your bitch
while she gripped on my dick

all my diamonds wet, like a nigga on a sled
hold up my diamonds, they froze
i’m on a roll
why i ain’t runnin the show ?
run around sellin that soap

she qwerty (kwirty : krazy + dirty)
she wanna meet me, bitch you crazy
your body say i’m finna get it

[hook II]
run around town and i flex  (slatt)
yeah shawty she died, died lit (slatt)
runnin outside in the cold (yeah)
i want that soap
why i ain’t runnin the show ?
run around, sell me that soap

shawty died lit

JUST LIKE ME!

[prod. CCG]

(hook)
bih
bih
bih
bih
dis my type uh shit
me and my niggas ? we getting rich, i’m like

bih
bih
bih
bih
you can’t do like this
nigga, dis my type uh shit

soon gon’ zoom right in a hellcat
baby where ya at ?
all my pockets, looking super fat, call me batman man
i got racks damn, damn
what’s the plan man, damn
i’m that nigga damn
CCG man

(verse)
dip, dip
did the dash, in that whip
all my homies counting bills
shawty twerking for my ben-ja-mins
you can’t do it like this
baby callin my tens
oh no baby not again
heard you got a new mans

that’s a fake ass hoe
how you acting like an angel
when you know your role
there’s no hoe in team
but she for the team, the E! says everything yuh

shawty called me broke
that’s a fucking joke
i went through half the fucking team
and she still talk like she ain’t know

nigga pass all that liqour huh
CCG that nigga huh
my niggas they filthy 
they all rich, they eating huh

when i get a mill
i spend it on some sneakers huh
when i get a mill
imma pass it to my sister huh
when i get a mill
nigga i’ll be on my throne like damn
now baby what’s the plan ? cause i’m like

(hook)
bih
bih
bih
bih
dis my type uh shit
me and my niggas ? we getting rich, i’m like

bih
bih
bih
bih
you can’t do like this
nigga, dis my type uh shit

soon gon’ zoom right in a hellcat
baby where ya at ?
all my pockets, looking super fat, call me batman man
i got racks damn, damn
what’s the plan man, damn
i’m that nigga damn
CCG man

TYPE UH SH*T!

Charlie’s Angels

Lyrics by CCG

(Intro)
she knows that i’m callin’ her
she can’t oppress me
and she knows i love the way 
she try to test me
but now i realize 
she be telling lies
and all i got is my heart broke down in pieces

(hook)
she knows
she knows
she knows
she knows
she knows
she knows
she be telling lies
that i realized 
and all i got is my heart broke down in pieces

(verse 1/bridge)
yeah my money long i’m finna get it
bought a new chain, bitch no credit
yeah i’m in the hood, a nigga reppin’
posted w the gang, these girls be trippin’

on me

yeah nigga i see
these two face motherfuckers
they be hating on me
they hate it when i pull up
with the racks
with my bitch
she got ass
and we pull up then we hop out
cause my money gonna last and she knows

(hook)
she knows
she knows
she knows
she knows
she knows
she knows
she be telling lies
that i realized 
and all i got is my heart broke down in pieces

(verse 2)
what you need ?
baby i got anything you want
what you need ?
but what about me ?
you said you love me
yet things ain’t been the same
girl you blowing my brain

you don’t care about me
you just want me for the cash
CCG that nigga
baby girl just twerk that ass
i’m gon’ love you like you mine
but i won’t waste my fucking time
yo body so sublime
girl you know for you ? i’d die

(Bridge)
yeah my money long i’m finna get it
bought a new chain, bitch no credit
yeah i’m in the hood, a nigga reppin’
posted w the gang, these girls be trippin’

on me

yeah nigga i see
these two face motherfuckers
they be hating on me
they hate it when i pull up
with the racks
with my bitch
she got ass
and we pull up then we hop out
cause my money gonna last and she knows

(hook)
she knows
she knows
she knows
she knows
she knows
she knows
she be telling lies
that i realized 
and all i got is my heart broke down in pieces

CCG

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