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Artiste : Real Boston Richey
Titre : Carti
(Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe)

I´m like damn, baby girl, you thicker than a Snicker

Matter fact, I feel like you too thick for your nigga
You don´t think I can handle that? Pull up, let me dick you
Oh, don´t disrespect your nigga? Bitch, you still don´t get the picture?
I told you I´m a dripper slash trapper slash rap nigga
Project bitch a real eater, I saved her number as "lap ripper"
Usain Bolt when I run it up, I done overlapped niggas
I´ma leave your ass on read, I see you like cap niggas
You can fuck Vert, Glizzy, Dank, I probably´ll still hit you
Fuck ´round, jump in the DM, they say she eat it up like a dill pickle

Cool with poppin´ a strong back or a rhino, I ain´t poppin´ no pills
I got bitches all on my line, lil´ bitch, I ain´t even got to deal with you (Uh, yeah, come on)
Snatch a bad bitch, we gon´ go and get our nails done
I be havin´ way more plays than the ladies doin´ the mail run
That nigga you with, he ain´t no hustler, nigga ain´t even sell nothin´
She ain´t treat me right, I´m gettin´ out on her just like a bail bond
Mama used to whoop my ass ´cause my head hard
Seen a nigga try to be like Lil Richey and caught a cell charge
Over here we trappin´ frrt, nigga, and we sell hard
Boston Stanley, I´ll whoop a nigga ass ´bout bein´ in my damn yard

I´m just tryna tell you, baby, I´m really life of the party
Turn up like the white boys, shit, I´m livin´ my life gnarly
She said she gon´ ride for me, bitch, where´s your Harley?
You ever go out sad? Oops, baby, that´s hardly
I just shitted on your nigga, baby, I´m so sorry
Come through in a Ferrari, havin´ my way like Playboi Carti, ayy
I´m too fuckin´ rich to go and buy a fuckin´ Carti´
Cross ´em, Ja Morant, these niggas can´t guard me

Bitch, shake your ass like your life dependent hold on, hold on
Bitch, shake your ass like your life dependent on it (Uh)

Your nigga, he ain´t richer than me, I put my pendant on it (Come on)
Every time I fuck a bitch, I put my pendant on her (Ayy)
She know I´ma blow it while a bitch dependent on me (Ayy)
We don´t fuck with dog, that´s why we be spinnin´ homie (Uh)
I´m too fuckin´ piped to pull up in a hemi, homie (Hold on)
Every time I pop out, bitch, I got the switchy on me

I´m just tryna tell you, baby, I´m really life of the party
Turn up like the white boys, shit, I´m livin´ my life gnarly
She said she gon´ ride for me, bitch, where´s your Harley?

You ever go out sad? Oops, baby, that´s hardly
I just shitted on your nigga, baby, I´m so sorry
Come through in a Ferrari, havin´ my way like Playboi Carti, ayy
I´m too fuckin´ rich to go and buy a fuckin´ Carti´
Cross ´em, Ja Morant, these niggas can´t guard me