Denzel Curry – Certified

Denzel Curry – Certified Lyrics

Artist: Denzel Curry
Song: Certified

Because i ball out
Roll face
Hoping i don’t
Catch a case

Vibin’ hard
Swear to god
.45 up
On my waist

Ball out
Roll face
Hoping i don’t
Catch a case

Vibin’ hard
Swear to god
.45 up
On my waist

I said n#gg#s love to get they buzz up
It’s a fact them m#th*rf#ck*rs never loved us
I can be the main talk in a barbershop chair, but i’ll never let you see me get my buzz cut
Six shots like a call of duty split-screen

{?} so you know i gotta gang green
Stackin’ all of my currency for the n#gg#s who hurtin’ me, either they are supporting or either hatin’
Jealousy’s for b#tches, i’m not an enemy
Put my time into money instead of enemies

But you know they say it goes until it’s good, we could go in the next seven days
You don’t exist to me
Ya’ll can all watch the throne, i’ma still go ham
Stackin’ these o’s of the toucan sam

Bird game perp, there’s a killer on cam
I can turn any picture into silence of the lambs (woah)
That’s killer, denzel that n#gg# (woah)
People hate regardless and that’s a fact n#gg#

All i gotta do is die and stay racked n#gg#
But i’m ’bout to have the luxury of countin’ racks n#gg#
Real sh#t, see now we rich
Overhaters throw south, don’t even throw a fit

You can say what you want, but i know you ain’t dis
But in reality i prolly f#cked your b#tch
Boy eastside where you out yo vibe (damn)
n#gg# better clip the .45 (raa)

Ya’ll n#gg#s ain’t talkin’ ’bout {?} (damn)
I’m back to the money, who lie (oh)
Hatin’ #ss n#gg#s get popped (god damn)
I’m 32 zel to the five (oh shit)

If you think i’m not that n#gg# man, damn my n#gg# you cry
’cause i ball out
Roll face
Hoping i don’t

Catch a case
Vibin’ hard
Swear to god
.45 up

On my waist
Ball out
Roll face
Hoping i don’t

Catch a case
Vibin’ hard
Swear to god
.45 up

On my waist
Iced out like a motherf#cking frostbite
Pure ice, f#ck your snow white
Cold cap, bring da ice

Senile, ice cold, with a girl all froze
Now we eskimo bros
’cause we scared that ho like a url
I was born to give ya’ll hell so

All hail d-e-n, be like me
’cause i get the racks, why see you can’t
Compared to a profit, infinite, plus n#gg#s too many sockets
Goes in my pockets, n#gg#s be plottin’

For my dog, he gon’ c#ck it
Boys got rich like a firehouse
Pigs come through put the fire out
32 zel ’bout to ball out

I’m the name yo b#tch wanna call out
So how in the f#ck do you feel
You do not know what’s so real
Kick her right out of the door if she talkin’ ’bout feelings or not {?}

Oh you don’t like that sh#t
Tell everybody it’s how i say b#tch
See not glow, my n#gg#s been rich
Always good music ain’t f#cking with the clique

Boy eastside where you out yo vibe (damn)
n#gg# better clip the .45 (raa)
Ya’ll n#gg#s ain’t talkin’ ’bout {?} (damn)
I’m back to the money, who lie (oh)

Hatin’ #ss n#gg#s get popped (god damn)
I’m 32 zel to the five (oh shit)
If you think i’m not that n#gg# man, damn my n#gg# you cry
’cause i ball out

Roll face
Hoping i don’t
Catch a case
Vibin’ hard

Swear to god
.45 up
On my waist
Ball out

Roll face
Hoping i don’t
Catch a case
Vibin’ hard

Swear to god
.45 up
On my waist
That’s killer denzel that n#gg#

That’s killer denzel that n#gg#
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Denzel Curry Lyrics – Certified

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From the album:
MR.Doyathang
Release Year: 2020