In primo piano

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cartier
Cartier
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carter Hardy
Carter Hardy
Composer

Testi

She want some loving
I just want some money
Baby we turnt girl you gotta fuck cutty
After you fuck me you gotta fuck Buddy fr
Pull out a light 10 boy that ain't shit
All of these blue strips think imma crip
Boy you think you tough?
Boy you a bitch cmon
I'm ODF yeah this shit on the floor
Dior my denim I jumped out the ghost
Dior my denim she want some Celine
Got Gucci got Prada she want everything
See I got motion she wanna go shopping
You got some great bows **** I cop it
You got a bad bitch I prolly hit it
Cartier Carter put P in the pimpin
Baby I can't chase you I chase racks
Baby I can't chase you I chase M's
Baby I can't chase you I trap packs
Baby I can't chase you I got chase
456 know I'm finna take bank
Bro locked up gotta sleep wit his shank fr
Baby I can't chase you I chase racks
Baby I can't chase you I chase M's
Baby I can't chase you I trap packs
Baby I can't chase you I got chase
456 know I'm finna take bank
Bro locked up gotta sleep wit his shank
I'm on the road
I need a 10 for a show
She know I come and I go
Step in balenci watch yo step around me
Better not tap this toe
That **** trippen
Tryna beef bout a lil bitch
Boy I been stacking my pros
I got motion I'm talking about real cash
**** yo motion been talking bout hoes
I'm shaking my
I'm shaking my mother fucking head
Got racks in the mattress
We fuck on the couch
Can't even lay down in the bed
My bitch she been trippen
She blowing my phone
I told her I said what I said
He a dead man walking tryna beef wit me
And boy I don't speak to the dead
He a lame ass **** he ain't got no cheese
So now he tryna beef wit me
Imma ball like bron right in my prime
He going like CP3
Lame **** never get no ring
Lame **** never get no ship
I'm paid up and I got a bad bitch
I'm like how much better can this shit get
Baby I can't chase you I chase racks
Baby I can't chase you I chase M's
Baby I can't chase you I trap packs
Baby I can't chase you I got chase
456 know I'm finna take bank
Bro locked up gotta sleep wit his shank fr
Baby I can't chase you I chase racks
Baby I can't chase you I chase M's
Baby I can't chase you I trap packs
Baby I can't chase you I got chase
456 know I'm finna take bank
Bro locked up gotta sleep wit his shank
Written by: Carter Hardy
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