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We make figures everyday
Each and every way
Ima push it in your face
I can’t let it got to waste
Everybody scatter when they see me in the place
I can take your hunny if I pull up in the race
If I pop up roll my weed and grind for me
Cool off with the lean take time for me
Dark shades you ain’t seen don’t lie on me
Cartier on my sleeve 8 9 on me

If I pop up for the chikas feeling up my wave
Fucked up man I left the ciroc in the rave
Suns out you’d think I wear the whites with the greys
Straight goose, can’t let this vodka waste
Sweet one lips nice told her lemme taste
You say men are trash
Shawty you de craze
Me and these niggas ain’t the same
Shawty so hot man I’m finna make it rain
Momma raised me well
All I do is flip I told her buy and sell
Whipping in a foreign that drives itself
Carti or the rolly only time will tell (ayy)
Their drops quiet
Runuo on a hater if they try it
Their gyally calling me cos they’re tired
Cheeky phone call Yhh we vibzing

Cartier
We bought it in
Louboutin stepping yes it was a bloody day
Never been a runner ain’t gon’ see my running
Shawty want a break take her in a holiday
She’s a creeper yhh
Wanna see me rollin you can’t see naa ayy
Shawty wanna see my ye
Fila all my Fendi in the Beamerrr

When she see me like she running out of time
Fanny flutters Yhh I’m always on her mind
She wan’ chill hence why she’s coming mine Yhh
Cmon baby lemme hit it from behind
I drip drip you stay whipped forever want it
I vossi bop Ima boss ima take your chick
I’m the guy that’s got the girls shining
Mo stacks for my head in due timing