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k carbon - it's me lyrics

[intro]
these b+tches can’t f+ck with—
these b+tches can’t f+ck with—
these b+tches can’t f+ck with—
these b+tches can’t f+ck with— (daddy mayde this)

[verse 1]
me, motherf+cker, it’s me
they askin’ who i be, where i’m from (the slum), memphis, tennessee
name like the gun, carbon 223 (grrt, grrt)
evil, knievel, pop like the weasel
i’ll blow this b+tch like this b+tch like ether (bah)
hold on, this a payphone call me when you talkin’ ’bout money
i ain’t poppin’ out for free, bet you catch me somewhere hustlin’ (on god)
buster free, gotta keep these suckers off my knuckles (uh)
laughin’ to the bank, b+tch, i’m chucklin’ (hahaha)

[pre+chorus]
get to stompin’ in my air force ones, i’m dope boy, fresh
we don’t believe in one+on+ones, so don’t start no mess (uh+uh)
actually, i’m one+on+one, nothin’ like the rest (i’m up)
that b+tch (it’s carbon, b+tch)

[chorus]
it’s me, motherf+cker, it’s me (these b+tches can’t f+ck with—)
it’s me, motherf+cker, it’s me (these b+tches can’t f+ck with—)
it’s me, motherf+cker, it’s me (these b+tches can’t f+ck with—)
it’s me, motherf+cker, it’s me (these b+tches can’t f+ck with me)
[verse 2]
it’s only one carbon, yeah, b+tch, the big one
shoppin’ sprees, spendin’ stacks, ain’t gotta ask which one (on god)
my lil’ n+gga mask up, come out the cut tryna hit somethin’ (grrt, grrt)
and he be gettin’ cheese, but ’bout me, he’ll swiss one (d+mn)
they be askin’, “what’s tea?” b+tch, probably my body (my body)
i been turnt since i hit the party, wrecked the party (the party)
i got on two chains in here, feel like the feds watchin’ (the what?)
b+tches mad, they gon’ hate regardless when you pop it

[outro]
these b+tches can’t f+ck with—
these b+tches can’t f+ck with—
these b+tches can’t f+ck with—
these b+tches can’t f+ck with me

- k carbon lyrics

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