Cartier Gucci Scarf (feat. Lil Duke)

(48 Hertz)

That's got' get me rich

Prezzley P, get you popped, **** (Get your ass popped, boy)

Wipe the Cartiers off with a Gucci scarf

Wipe the Cartiers off with a Gucci scarf

Wipe the Cartiers off with a Gucci scarf

Wipe the Cartiers off with a Gucci scarf, yeah

I came from the top

Big, big pointers in the watch

Filled up a party with some thots, woo

Pillsbury Doughboy the molly, yeah

I take the top of that Benz off

I take the top of your girl off

Richards the cost of your Murlock

I drop the top like a tank top

I was just bringin' the bread out

I pour the syrup out

Mix red with the green like a turtle

And a lil' workout

Aye, hopped out the Maybach coupe

Inside blue and the Patek came blue, aye

I'm 'bout to spray your boo

Knock it out the park, you can call me Baby Ruth, aye

I put the crap on the seat

All red guts, got the crap on the seat, aye

Paralyze a **** in the street, yeah

Riding with the carbon on the seat, hey

Pop out the new Wraith Spyder, yeah

Hop out the new Wraith Spyder, bitch

Hit your own mama, don't wife her, yeah

Heard you dance just like her, bitch

I'ma take a bar, Lil Peep, aye

Yellow school bus in my cheeks, aye

Rolls Royce stars in the seat, yeah

Stars in the seat, yeah

I'm Justin Bieber-ed up

The Maybach, the couple, but I keep it tucked

They couldn't stand down when I built it up

I'm ridin' 'round town with the semi tucked

I got my bundles up

Back burner if she don't got no tummy tuck

Money only thing my concern

I'ma come through like Big Worm

Wipe the Cartiers off with a Gucci scarf

Wipe the Cartiers off with a Gucci scarf

Wipe the Cartiers off with a Gucci scarf

Wipe the Cartiers off with a Gucci scarf, yeah

I came from the top

Big, big pointers in the watch

Filled up a party with some thots, woo

Pillsbury Doughboy the molly

I take the top of that Benz off

I take the top of your girl off

Richards the cost of your Murlock

I drop the top like a tank top

I was just bringin' the bread out

I pour the syrup out

Mix red with the green like a turtle

And a lil' workout

Hey, hoppin' out the Lambo coupe

I forgot the roof, ballin' like swoosh, hey

Spittin' like I lost a damn tooth

All my dawgs go roof, boy, you cuffin' the swoop, hey

I left the streets and I went to the booth

No hesitatin', I'ma shoot, hey

I'm 'bout to get somethin' new

I'ma geek that bitch up, I'ma paint that bitch blue

Hey, I'ma leave 'em dead in the street

Throw him in the river, won't find him for a week

Hey, all of my hoes, they freaks

She ain't got my money, then her ass gettin' beat, bitch

Shoot that bitch up with the stick

Had the Glock in the spot, pretty bitch suckin' my cock

She bad and she know it, she got a fat ass

How could I not? Hey

They're screamin' my name (Name)

They're singin' my shit all in Spain (Spain)

Kick so much shit, need a cane (Kick it)

I'm blowin' up good Mary Jane, hey

Look at my mama up

YSL hot as a sauna, we up (Sauna, we up)

Up like a Tonka truck (Tonka truck)

Not OJ mayo, but I get the bucks

Wipe the Cartiers off with a Gucci scarf

Wipe the Cartiers off with a Gucci scarf

Wipe the Cartiers off with a Gucci scarf

Wipe the Cartiers off with a Gucci scarf, yeah

I came from the top

Big, big pointers in the watch

Filled up a party with some thots, woo

Pillsbury Doughboy with the molly

I take the top of that Benz off

I take the top of your girl off

Richards the cost of your Murlock

I drop the top like a tank top

I was just bringin' the bread out

I pour the syrup out

Mix red with the green like a turtle

And a lil' workout