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letra de cartier frames - president kiyane

[intro]
ooh-uh
woah, aye, oh, woah
ooh, switch, gang, gang
(merihem, you made this)
got some more glasses, whatchu gon tote
maybach, uh, pulled boof out the boat
yeah-yeah
ooh, say nothing n-gga, cash, cash
got some more glasses, whatchu gon tote
maybach, uh, pulled boof out the boat
(brrrah!)

[chorus]
got some new cartier frames, with the drip (drip)
rose gold pint, n-gga dripping sh-t from my lip (dripping from my lip)
take a tint off, lil sh-t, my whip (skrrt-skrrt)
golden grill, pop some, these n-ggas shoot to k!ll (boom-boom)
whole lotta money in the world, i need them (need it)
cashing out with vv, we can’t see them (nah-nah)
in a foreign, skkrt, like you beat them (no you can’t)
making money movements, you can’t be them (no)

[verse 1]
hop in a whip, that’s a foreign bugatti (bug)
made so much money, like i’m winning the lottie (cash)
wipe you nose, you looking like snotty (slat-slat)
playing your b-tch, like she some hotkeys (yeah)
moving sh-t, that’s all we do (mmh-mmh)
making cut, that’s why you better move (move-move)
passing beans, tote that sh-t, who are you (who you)
pay the rent, lil n-gga, we slide through (slide)
[chorus]
got some new cartier frames, with the drip (drip)
rose gold pint, n-gga dripping sh-t from my lip (dripping from my lip)
take a tint off, lil sh-t, my whip (skrrt-skrrt)
golden grill, pop some, these n-ggas shoot to k!ll (boom-boom)
whole lotta money in the world, i need them (need it)
cashing out with vv, we can’t see them (nah-nah)
in a foreign, skkrt, like you beat them (no you can’t)
making money movements, you can’t be them (no)

[verse 2]
bad lil thing, she making me look dumb (b-tch)
they don’t know me, better google sum (search fast)
they wanna copy me, they gon do sum (cut)
trying to ball, on these hoes, yeah, two-tone (gl!ck)
shooting hoops, that sh-t got me a new home (brrrah)
brand new crib, you better lose some (lose that)
if you wanna mix, you better shoot sum (mmh)
why you n-ggas lying, we gon shoot that sh-t (sh-t)
why you n-ggas lying, i’ma pop your sh-t (pop-pop-pop)
brand new buss on these b-tches think i’m carti (what)
don’t want no bape, i chase the shawty (ooh)
you done, you can’t get no sh-t from me (nope)
chasing bands, that’s why they on me (opps)

- president kiyane

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