Feel Like Carti

Aye, I feel like Carti
When I jump off the roof

Good head bitch
She suck me with no tooth

Bend little baby over
Beating her fuckin walls loose

Ain't got shit 2 prove
Baby ain't got shit to lose

Blowing on an oh
Neighbors always think I'm rude

Loud ass smell in the air
I'm so rude

Coughin cough off this pack
Cus shit really za

Laughin to the bank
Watch me hit my ha-ha

Sliding in this whip
Nigga hit the cha-cha

You ain't fucking with me
Tell that bitch to get lost

You is not the homie
Broke nigga kick rocks

My brother been with me
Since I wore G Shocks

Now we on top
Throwing money blowing stocks

Big rings too
Finna this bitch get tropical

Only one of me
If we fuck you hit the lottery

Nasty ass nigga I might
Lick you from the bottom babe

I ain't tellin stories know
These niggas just be rappin babe

You a superhero here you go
You might just need a cape

I get lots of dough
Bank on me talking fatty rolls

Better get your hoe
She be on me taking photos though

Aye I feel like Carti
When I jump off the roof

Good head bitch
She suck me with no tooth

Bend little baby over
Beat her fucking walls loose



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Writer(s): Mark Cottrell Jr.
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