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harmonic hits - cartier frames lyrics

[intro]
(harmonics made a hit)

[chorus]
cartier frames, it’s a h+ll of a vision
‘member them days i ain’t have a pot to p+ss in
i was dead broke, now i’m sh+ttin’ on n+ggas
they hidin’ they women, a h+ll of a livin’
balenciaga, she want prada
i’m like, “ta+da”, i’m like, “voilà”
your n+gga broke, that’s a shame, ’cause i know you like nice things
hop on a flight, when you’re bored, you can call
i ain’t gon’ see you tomorrow
said she from texas, she tired of he ex’s
i ain’t one of ’em so we get along
she ask how i feel to be gone for so long
i’m tryna hit, why we talkin’ so long?
and these shoes on my feet and the boxes so long
i forgot that i had them but i’ll throw ’em on

[verse]
big plan, big trip to the hills
i was trippin’, i was poppin’ these pills
i was trippin’, i was countin’ these k!lls
don’t stop, keep goin’, just drill
i was sellin’ it hand+to+hand
i was sellin’ it gram for gram
now when i step on the block and they see me they holla out, “that’s the man”
yeah, that was the plan, yeah, that was the plan
been in the trap with a thousand grand
been in the trap with a thousand grams
yeah, uh, been on the block with a thousand mans
shower your block with a thousand rounds
i ain’t playin’ around (yeah, uh)
murder gang, yeah, i’m layin’ it down (yeah)
run up on me and i’m layin’ him down
locked up, i ain’t makin’ a sound
i ain’t makin’ a sound, yeah, yeah
[chorus]
cartier frames, it’s a h+ll of a vision
‘member them days i ain’t have a pot to p+ss in
i was dead broke, now i’m sh+ttin’ on n+ggas
they hidin’ they women, a h+ll of a livin’
balenciaga, she want prada
i’m like, “ta+da”, i’m like, “voilà”
your n+gga broke, that’s a shame, ’cause i know you like nice things
hop on a flight, when you’re bored, you can call
i ain’t gon’ see you tomorrow
said she from texas, she tired of he ex’s
i ain’t one of ’em so we get along
she ask how i feel to be gone for so long
i’m tryna hit, why we talkin’ so long?
and these shoes on my feet and the boxes so long
i forgot that i had them but i’ll throw ’em on

[outro]
balenciaga, she want prada
i’m like, “ta+da”, i’m like, “voilà”

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