CARTI FRAMES

(Bitch ass nigga)
Now let me, kick you some pimping
The rules of breaking these bitches
The money always comes first and the pussy is never given up
Break out your cash, if you wanna touch my bitches ass
Label full of stallions, who coming at your pockets fast
The caddy [?], Louie-13 i'm sipping
[?] the only thing that you kissing is my, pinky ring
Break a chick off [?]
Open up my mouth, please work my magic [?]

Cold blooded pimping running through my veins
I could never love a hoe, i'm married to the fucking game
Come take a look right trough my Carti frames
Breaking bitches, making money, slanging dope, it's all the same
Cold blooded pimping running through my veins
I could never love a hoe, i'm married to the fucking game
Come take a look right trough my Carti frames
Breaking bitches, making money, slanging dope, it's all the same

I know this nympho, Rebecca
Coming straight out of Texas
She'll clean your crib
While sucking your dick and cook you some breakfast
And now there's Keesha, pussy to [?]
And then there's Tracy, who tried to trap me with babies
Who wanna come down and be your [?], (That ain't Rami baby)
Something rare, with these motherfucking tales, cause' these are
(The freaky tales, these are the tales that I tell so well)

Cold blooded pimping running through my veins
I could never love a hoe, i'm married to the fucking game
Come take a look right trough my Carti frames
Breaking bitches, making money, slanging dope, it's all the same
Cold blooded pimping running through my veins
I could never love a hoe, i'm married to the fucking game
Come take a look right trough my Carti frames
Breaking bitches, making money, slanging dope, it's all the same



Credits
Writer(s): Todd Anthony Shaw, Ivan Antonio Ramirez
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