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letra de cartier glass - lil gotit

[intro]
back in traffic right now
(ayy, cakeboy)
shouts out my broski (cakeboy bally)

[chorus]
dreads, braid to the back
cartiers on me, clear as glass
racks on me, keep drip on my ass
glock rotation, ready to warm anything
rock a lot of ice ’til it freeze up the drain
sendin’ out bags, put a patty on a plane
say i’m out in beijing, yeah, them folks insane
young and rich, can’t slander our name
i done seen broke hoes, hatin’ hoes and messy hoes
won’t pull up with bro if he don’t match my b-roll
break the internet, it’s time to go up on these lil’ hoes
my mindset been a check, it’s up and it’s stuck on the chicken wing hoes

[verse 1]
a ho can run her mouth
but she d-mn sure ain’t runnin’ this
i don’t want that clout
get that sh-t and step on that
watch me f-ck her mouth
pass her right off to the bruh that’s next (shifted)
fronted on so much money
they f-cked around and got lost in the check
i’m-i’ma air it up with a monkey and a tec
your crew doot-doot-dooted up
everybody ass gon’ remember that sh-t
nah, i ain’t change for sh-t
but i do got a cartier wrist and b-tch
big dawg ain’t real hood baby? you trippin’
and i’m eatin’ meals, not kibbles & bits

[chorus]
dreads, braid to the back
cartiers on me, clear as glass
racks on me, keep drip on my ass
glock rotation, ready to warm anything
rock a lot of ice ’til it freeze up the drain
sendin’ out bags, put a patty on a plane
say i’m out in beijing, yeah, them folks insane
young and rich, can’t slander our name
i done seen broke hoes, hatin’ hoes and messy hoes
won’t pull up with bro if he don’t match my b-roll
break the internet, it’s time to go up on these lil’ hoes
my mindset been a check, it’s up and it’s stuck on the chicken wing hoes

[verse 2]
you call cops, i shoot opps
get a mil’ and sign the block
f-ck your thots, i’m gettin’ guap
and i pipe it, on my life
i’m still dodgin’ crazy hoes
they know i caller id my line (let’s go)
if they talkin’ ’bout a mothaf-ckin’ bag (racks)
i might as well, they ain’t gon’ rely (let’s do it)
broke, went to sleep with nothin’ (yeah)
woke up, saint laurent (that’s crazy)
with ola, smokin’ runtz (ola)
b-tches love ysl and runtz
old head burnt and still a street punk
white boy with me, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout junkies
wanna get money? n-gga, come join me
hood baby lifestyle, n-gga, we up

[chorus]
dreads, braid to the back
cartiers on me, clear as glass
racks on me, keep drip on my ass
glock rotation, ready to warm anything
rock a lot of ice ’til it freeze up the drain
sendin’ out bags, put a patty on a plane
say i’m out in beijing, yeah, them folks insane
young and rich, can’t slander our name
i done seen broke hoes, hatin’ hoes and messy hoes
won’t pull up with bro if he don’t match my b-roll
break the internet, it’s time to go up on these lil’ hoes
my mindset been a check, it’s up and it’s stuck on the chicken wing hoes

- lil gotit

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