Cartier

Yea they mad cause I got it and they don't
Mad cause if I gave up they could make it but I won't, no
Keep it quick not a chance I'm ever moving slow
I mean at least you niggas keep me on my toes (Hey)
I'm wearing black I'm like a shadow, I know I got clones
I don't really do the Apple beefing with the drones
Give a fuck about a phone, I'm tryna flip a home
Make a band so I can help out mama with the loans, yea
More on my mind than rap shit, more on my mind than this
More on my mind than the past, yea
But I still won't forget
I turned my struggles into passion, that shit ain't easy in a broken home
I know I gotta cut out all these distractions (Cut em off)
Aye I can't ever fold (Ohh)
Aye I said I could never fold, we got spent cause you pussies went and sold
My men stick out through the high lows, call em crazy I guess we all psycho (Psycho)
We ain't doctors but we tap your spinal (Aye, yuh)
All you niggas trash I hope you recycle
Sean Kingston to the boy who ran up on us (Why?)
Cause I didn't know that he was suicidal

Cartier, only cost a rubber band
Parles tu francais? Out in Paris I got fans
I touchdown in LA and they treat me like the Rams
Yeah I'm rocking sheepskin, but I'm hopping in a Lamb (skr skr)

Heh, yea like yo I manifested this
Wasn't easy though went through a lot of extra shit
Had to get out of a tiny place, kept my head up no I didn't hideaway
And now I'm getting highly paid
Like lol smiley face, Ima take your wife away
In my own lane so I always get the right away
If Jake Paul wanna fight today, Ima take his title, K?
Prolly shoulda stuck to putting funny vids on cyberspace, yuh
Them tough words on the internet
They don't mean nothing
When your punches softer than some gingerbread, that's facts
Know a lotta people love to lie and do the cap
I can't even deal with it so I don't interact

Cartier, only cost a rubber band
Parles tu francais? Out in Paris I got fans
I touchdown in LA and they treat me like the Rams
Yeah I'm rocking sheepskin, but I'm hopping in a Lamb, uh
This Cartier only cost a rubber band
Parles tu francais? Out in Paris I got fans
I touchdown in LA now they treat me like the Rams
And yeah I'm wearing sheepskin, but I'm hopping in a Lamb (skr skr)
Cartier, only cost a rubber band
Parles tu francais? Out in Paris I got fans
I touchdown in LA and they treat me like the Rams
Yeah I'm rocking sheepskin, but I'm hopping in a Lamb, uh
Cartier, only cost a rubber band
Parles tu francais? Out in Paris I got fans
I touchdown in LA and they treat me like the Rams
Yeah I'm rocking sheepskin, but I'm hopping in a Lamb (Skr skr)



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Writer(s): Andrew Bazzi, Kevin Clark White, Michael Clinton Ii Woods
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