Carry-Out
Check me out, I should open up a carry-out
Cause I'll take you out
Bitch I took the hallway to the money,
Not the safer route
Had a kickback right at Satan house
All that shit they did for clout, we was staking out
I think my glock got ADHD, cause I can't calm it down
I can see the whole trap in HD, don't turn them cameras round
Made a cool fifty, wasn't no AC or no fan around
Niggas be fifty, that's why I keep this lil FN around
Bitch I be flooding the town
Soon as we catch him, you know I'm gone stretch him
That mean we breaking him down
I got them birds, but they ain't come with feathers
I'm on that curb service, extra
Got on they nerves from giving out testers
Person I serve had me feeling better
They say that thirst trap left that lil boy on a stretcher
After I beat this lil case, I'm a spit in they face
And I'm moving to Texas
I know you be fucking them niggas,
You setting em up, or I'm done with the texting
I can't even rap about the shit I be doing
You know I be leaving it messy
I'm trying to get a bag like Messi
Fuck nigga play, I'm a do him like Melly (Bitch)
I get the pills from Kelly
Bitch I been shooting since niggas wore Hellys
Trap got hot, so we cooked at the telly
Hundred round goon, got it tatted the shit on my belly
I said I ain't touching the fetty
ARs for switches, they shooting confetti
Bitch hit the ring, while I'm eating spaghetti
Lucked up, I met the plug at the deli
Really a nightmare, I'm goin Freddy
I just might swap the diamonds for the Presi
I bossed up, give me my credit
I kept it the same, with no edit
Got bands in the safe, and on the debit
I made the money a weapon
Gen four, never the west end
This trap shit really a blessing
Check me out, I should open up a carry-out
Cause I'll take you out
Bitch I took the hallway to the money, not the safer route
Had a kickback right there at Satan house
All that shit they did for clout, we was staking out
I think my glock got ADHD, cause I can't calm it down
I can see the whole trap in HD, don't turn them cameras round
Made a cool fifty, wasn't no AC or no fan around
Niggas be fifty, that's why I keep this lil FN around
Cause I'll take you out
Bitch I took the hallway to the money,
Not the safer route
Had a kickback right at Satan house
All that shit they did for clout, we was staking out
I think my glock got ADHD, cause I can't calm it down
I can see the whole trap in HD, don't turn them cameras round
Made a cool fifty, wasn't no AC or no fan around
Niggas be fifty, that's why I keep this lil FN around
Bitch I be flooding the town
Soon as we catch him, you know I'm gone stretch him
That mean we breaking him down
I got them birds, but they ain't come with feathers
I'm on that curb service, extra
Got on they nerves from giving out testers
Person I serve had me feeling better
They say that thirst trap left that lil boy on a stretcher
After I beat this lil case, I'm a spit in they face
And I'm moving to Texas
I know you be fucking them niggas,
You setting em up, or I'm done with the texting
I can't even rap about the shit I be doing
You know I be leaving it messy
I'm trying to get a bag like Messi
Fuck nigga play, I'm a do him like Melly (Bitch)
I get the pills from Kelly
Bitch I been shooting since niggas wore Hellys
Trap got hot, so we cooked at the telly
Hundred round goon, got it tatted the shit on my belly
I said I ain't touching the fetty
ARs for switches, they shooting confetti
Bitch hit the ring, while I'm eating spaghetti
Lucked up, I met the plug at the deli
Really a nightmare, I'm goin Freddy
I just might swap the diamonds for the Presi
I bossed up, give me my credit
I kept it the same, with no edit
Got bands in the safe, and on the debit
I made the money a weapon
Gen four, never the west end
This trap shit really a blessing
Check me out, I should open up a carry-out
Cause I'll take you out
Bitch I took the hallway to the money, not the safer route
Had a kickback right there at Satan house
All that shit they did for clout, we was staking out
I think my glock got ADHD, cause I can't calm it down
I can see the whole trap in HD, don't turn them cameras round
Made a cool fifty, wasn't no AC or no fan around
Niggas be fifty, that's why I keep this lil FN around
Credits
Writer(s): Davin Jackson, George J Hudnall Iii, Jeremiah Jackson Davin
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