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dayofkk - cartier lyrics

(hums)

i’m with the violence talking down i make you meet your maker
why shawty wylin she just mad cause i ain’t tryna date her
cartier eyelids put my frames on blocking out the haters
fly to the islands touchdown bali next up is jamaica
why’re you spying p-ssy boy need go and get your cake up
shawty stay crying can’t deal with it think we need to break up
feel like i’m flying when the thc hit me tha vapor
pounds and the benjamins are the only reason that i wake up

i think that my kicks banging pyro cause my bottoms they bl–dy
i remember days when b-tches played with me like silly putty
ever since my name began to pop b-tches been acting sl-tty
think my pockets needa hit the gym cause they been getting chubby

she whipped out the camera shawty wanna make a p-rno
catch me on the rebound i up the score that sh-t 4 and o
drip on tha regular louis belt wrapped round my torso
mixing up the wok like we tryna get rid of a sore throat

i know n-ggas chapped these n-ggas do not see me win
just to make em mad i turn myself into champion
hit em with a 30peat make them not wanna speak again
i just wanna buy my mom a mansion and buy her a benz

dont you think to ask me to buy you sh-t we never friends
you did me dirty now that i’m popping you wan make ammends
you got no hope all you do is ride the wave and follow trends
better watch ya block you know my n-ggas sliding in ya ends

baby stop it, why you always callin? (callin)
you gon blow my phone while you riding with the opps yea
(brrr brr)
i know that shawty plotting cause the calls they do not stop yea
(they do not stop yea)
she don’t really love me she just want me for guap yea
(just want my guap yea)
d-mn that sh-t is crazy
(crazy)
like why these n-ggas hate me
(hate me)
i used to whip a prius now i’m swerving in a ‘cedes
(skrrrt)
pull up to the dealer told that n-gga i ain’t renting
(i ain’t renting)
cause i just got my bucks up so no no i’m not playing
(money bags money bags)
all my n-ggas glocked up so they can get to spraying
(bop bop)
he talk down on the gang but we know that boy a lame
he looking for some clout he just want a ‘lil fame
heard that sh-t you talking bout we might pull up with the flame
pull up in the latest i pull up in a foreign
i know these n-ggas mad when they see me at the function
two tone diamonds, they ask where you find them
all these n-ggas they be cappin tired of the lying

(cartier eyelids)
(hums)

cartier eyelids put my frames on blocking out the haters

- dayofkk lyrics

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