Lyrics C'est la VIE (feat. Brisb) - Bianco

Blowing hella treesss

Im with Bris
Blowing hella trees
Rolling through the city then we pull up to the scene
C'est la vie do this shit with ease
Flow just keep on Burning like it's 500 degrees

Ok patek Philip
Hop out the frog I leap
Face defeat you niggas not hotter than me
All of my diamonds on fleek I think your girl she a freak
Echo Atlantic don't Schleep
I am the shepherd and you niggas sheep
Look in my eyes you can tell I am no longer alive
Stay baked like a pie rocket take off like the 4th of July
Leaking that sauce like a faucet
Nasa flow take off like rocket
These niggas watching my pockets
You better hand me deposits deposits deposits

These niggas they snoozing
While they still sipping the dutty
Yeah we still trapping the holidays
Fuck up we died in the foolery
They crazy and ready to rock like a Sudanese
Kick it back and watch up do the deeds
The chupacabra pull up in the beast

Now we ball major leagues thank goodness
Got some shooters with me and they born sinners
I just call shots we got a prize on your head
Crib looking like a magic wonderland
Ladies party but the pies coming from Berlin
Boogie nigga rockiee only timberland
Lighters do the crazy shit but never land

Bitches cappin cus they on the gram
Why they do this I can never understand
And we never say this but we finan smash
We don't Harlem shake we do the money dance
Counting 100's while we do the money dance
Gucci shopping echo gave me the advance
Ronald Reagan presidential
Only label,50 acres god forgive me

Im with Bris
Blowing hella trees
Rolling through the city then we pull up to the scene
C'est la vie do this shit with ease
Flow just keep on Burning like it's 500 degrees
Cest la vie do this shit with ease flow just keep on Burning like its 500 degrees
Im with Bris
Blowing hella trees
Rolling through the city then we pull up to the scene
C'est la vie do this shit with ease
Flow just keep on Burning like it's 500 degrees