Cartier Gucci Scarf

Original

48 Hertz

Dez gon' get me rich

Prezzley P. get you popped, nigga (Get your ass popped, boy)

Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf

Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf

Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf

Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf, yeah

I came from the top

Big big pointers in the watch, woo

Filled up a party with some thots, woo

Pillsbury Doughboy the molly, yeah

I take the top of that Benz off

I take the top of your girl off

Richards the cost of your Murlock

I drop the top like a tanktop

I was just bringin' the bread out

I pour the syrup out

Mix red with the green like a turtle

And a lil' workout

Ayy, hopped out a Maybach coupe

Inside blue and the Patek came blew, ayy

I'm 'bout to spray your boo

Knock it out the park, you can call me Babe Ruth, ayy

I put the crap on the seat

All red guts, got the crap on the seat, ayy

Paralyze a nigga in the street, yeah

Riding with the carbon on the seat, hey

I bought the new Wraith Spyder, yeah

I bought the new Wraith Spyder, bitch

Hit your own mama, don't wife her, yeah

Heard you dance just like her, bitch

I'ma take a bar, Lil Peep, ayy

Yellow school bus in my cheeks, ayy

Rolls Royce stars in the seat, yeah

Stars in the seat, yeah

I'm Justin Bieber-ed up

The Maybach, the coupe, but I keep it tucked

They couldn't stand down when I built it up

I'm riding 'round the town with the semi tucked

I got my bundles up

Back burner if you don't got no tummy tuck

Money only thing make it certain

I'ma come through, I be working

Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf

Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf

Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf

Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf, yeah

I came from the top

Big big pointers in the watch

Filled up a party with some thots

Pillsbury Doughboy the molly

I take the top of that Benz off

I take the top of your girl off

Richards the cost of your Murlock

I drop the top like a tanktop

I was just bringin' the bread out

I pour the syrup out

Mix red with the green like a turtle

And a lil' workout

Hey, hoppin' out the Lambo coupe

I forgot the roof, ballin' like swoosh, hey

Spittin' like I lost a damn tooth

All my dawgs go roof, boy, you cuffin' the swoop, hey

I left the streets and I went to the booth

No hesitatin', I'ma shoot, hey

I'm 'bout to get something new

I'ma geek that bitch up, I'ma paint that bitch blue, hey

I'ma leave him dead in the street

Throw him in the river, won't find him for a week, hey

All of my hoes, they freaks

She ain't got my money then her ass gettin' beat, bitch

Shoot that bitch up with the stick

Had the Glock in the spot, pretty bitch suckin' my cock

She bad and she know that she got a fat ass

How could I not? Hey

They're screaming my name (Name)

They're singing my shit all in Spain (Spain)

Kick so much shit, need a cane (Kick it)

I'm blowing on good mary jane, hey

Look at my mama up

YSL hot as a sauna, we up (Sauna, we up)

Up like a Tonka truck (Tonka truck)

Not OJ Mayo, but I get the bucks

Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf

Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf

Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf

Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf, yeah

I came from the top

Big big pointers in the watch

Filled up a party with some thots

Pillsbury Doughboy the molly

I take the top of that Benz off

I take the top of your girl off

Richards the cost of your Murlock

I drop the top like a tanktop

I was just bringin' the bread out

I pour the syrup out

Mix red with the green like a turtle

And a lil' workout, ayy