van go

carti

let it rain

she said this how she feel when she on a pill

once the smoke marinate

you don't feel the chill

handsome ass nigga i got bitches cause

fuck yo block

pistols pop

cause we don't give no fucks

i swear my life is a fucking blessing

all my problems disappear when i'm in rotation

the room spinning

i'm that situation

i'm so motherfucking faded with your old lady

2 blunts ventilation

good brain

highly educated

getting paid is my occupation

i don't feel safe in the streets

my tommy is a beast

nascar

you never fly past a g

hoe

carti rocking tommy like we in the 90s

carti rocking stussy

carti get the pussy

lame niggas out here trying do me

salute me

or shoot me

i'm on the avenue

standing on top of my toes

eyes closed

selling heat

watch your nose

i got connects with the pope

my lookout she know

foreign car keys kick spark

please ten deep stitched

bitch quick

don't touch my shit

new watch on my wrist

she like

damn what happened to your wrist

oh don't worry bitch

my diamonds cut this shit

hold up

let me roll up

smoke some good stuff

quick puff

then i start seeing stuff