Carbon Lil Kee
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[Intro]
Yeah
No
Let's go
No
[Chorus]
Uh, uh, baby, what you gon' do?
You gon' ride 'round in this 'Rari, just me and you
Uh, uh, all I know is racks
He want me to go down on my price, but I can't go for that, uh
She wanna spend a night at my house, it look like the whore's back, uh
If we break in the house and take all of the pounds, the key under the doormat, uh
You don't wanna get killed, talkin' 'bout takin' my chain, just think 'bout the lord, jack
This where my heart at, uh
Fell in love with carbon, uh
[Verse 1]
I don't like nothing
So the racks by my pocket lil' puffy
No, she don't say nothing
She just fuck me and leave like, "Fuck it"
You gon' die, keep on playin' like you thuggin'
You a bitch, I don't know why you clutchin'
Fuck your mama, your lil' brothеr, man, these niggas ain't on nothing
Up quick, but I ain't gon' rush it
Take thе stock off the stick so it fit in my duffel
This stick, it came from Russia
To the hospital, folks gon' rush you
Say you a killer, but that don't mean nothin' to me
I was younger, big bro gave a gun to me
Always wondered why ma said, "No company"
Boy, you know you don't step, you a wannabe
High school, you were lame, your homie's ass watched you get beat up, I made you a son to me
These niggas suspect
No, these pistols, better not touch that
Fifty shots on a good day
Leave you with the stuck face
This niggas lil' opps, can you roll up a Dutch, bae?
Yeah
No
Let's go
No
[Chorus]
Uh, uh, baby, what you gon' do?
You gon' ride 'round in this 'Rari, just me and you
Uh, uh, all I know is racks
He want me to go down on my price, but I can't go for that, uh
She wanna spend a night at my house, it look like the whore's back, uh
If we break in the house and take all of the pounds, the key under the doormat, uh
You don't wanna get killed, talkin' 'bout takin' my chain, just think 'bout the lord, jack
This where my heart at, uh
Fell in love with carbon, uh
[Verse 1]
I don't like nothing
So the racks by my pocket lil' puffy
No, she don't say nothing
She just fuck me and leave like, "Fuck it"
You gon' die, keep on playin' like you thuggin'
You a bitch, I don't know why you clutchin'
Fuck your mama, your lil' brothеr, man, these niggas ain't on nothing
Up quick, but I ain't gon' rush it
Take thе stock off the stick so it fit in my duffel
This stick, it came from Russia
To the hospital, folks gon' rush you
Say you a killer, but that don't mean nothin' to me
I was younger, big bro gave a gun to me
Always wondered why ma said, "No company"
Boy, you know you don't step, you a wannabe
High school, you were lame, your homie's ass watched you get beat up, I made you a son to me
These niggas suspect
No, these pistols, better not touch that
Fifty shots on a good day
Leave you with the stuck face
This niggas lil' opps, can you roll up a Dutch, bae?
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