1942

(ShittinCari)

(MAYDAY, MAYDAY, MAYDAY)

I say, "Lil' mama, shake it"

She drinkin' 1942, she already half-naked

I told my bitch that I ain't fuck no bitches in Jamaica

I don't want nobody close to me, I'm a real heartbreaker

It seem like everything I touch, it turn into some paper

I like to get a broke bitch so I can recreate her

And if you fuck one of my ****, that's a dealbreaker

You must be stupid if you think that I'll still take her

And if you ain't watchin' your mouth, then I'ma see you later

'Cause I got real paper

This a bust down Tiffany bracelet

If I drop 36K down, then they gon' four pop eight me

I'm talkin' 'bout GI, no fluorescent, see this shit in HD

If I buy you, bitch, these colored diamonds, you gon' be my baby

How the fuck you don't be in the city? I got kicked out Grady

But you know I learned to swing that stick right where my mama made me

And it really don't matter where I end up, I'm still uptown crazy

And you will get sent up 'bout this shit, I put that on my baby

And you will get sent up 'bout this shit, I put that on my child

Got a built-in switch on back my fuckin' glizzy, it go wild

Got a built-in switch on back my fuckin' glizzy, this bitch go, "Brrah"

I fucked that bitch, I'm proud

3B, you know my style

I come from shootin' up crowds

I come from a small town, bitch, I'm DC proud

That mean I step on you right now and then go spark up loud

That mean I put this hot shit on you and not give no fuck

That mean I spit this hot shit on you that's gon' lift you up

I say, "Lil' Cam, this on 5, swear they won't grow up"

This for my **** standin' on 5 who ain't tryna blow up

If I pop too many 325s, then I'm gon' throw up

Ayy, lil' mama, shake it

She drinkin' 1942, she already half-naked

They gon' see another body drop, I'll Turk Osama quake it

I don't want nobody close to me, I'm a real life-taker

I don't want nobody close to me, I don't know if they can take it

This a brand new bust down, rose gold, GI-certified Tiffany bracelet

Tryna take this shit straight to the top, I got it out the basement

And I do this shit here with my heart, ayy, 5, we almost made it

But he keep on buckin' with them switches, I think Lil' 5 crazy

You ain't doin' nothing with these bitches, Lil' 5 keep your lady

I was eatin' Popeyes with the Cajun sparkle, extra gravy

That was way before I got too lit up, now it's fuck you, pay me