Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cartier, artist - BOLDY JAMES. Album song The Versace Tape, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 13.08.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Griselda
Song language: English
Cartier |
| Where we at? |
| Blockworks |
| Two-way, deuce, siete |
| Big Creature |
| Let’s get it |
| I’m on a different type of time, whole hood call me Mr. 10:08 |
| Lay it out on the table, twist it down, then take it to the plate |
| Turn that bag around, then hop right back on the interstate |
| In and out of town, switchin' up more than my rental plates |
| When they wore two hundred eighty-eight eight-balls |
| In layman’s terms, with the thirty-six by twenty-eight |
| OG knew I was cool, back when I was yay tall |
| Dumpin' off all these blues, it look like a nigga play ball |
| From pitchin' base, I’m the one these niggas imitate |
| Can teach a class on how to beat the glass, let me demonstrate |
| Just had a blowout sale, it’s time to liquidate |
| The coke numbin' my tongue, I got expensive taste |
| The G5 come with a fifth wheel like Elimidate |
| It’s concrete 'til they free all my guys behind them prison gates |
| Was flippin' cakes while y’all niggas was playin' pencil breaks |
| My main concern was waitin' for my turn, not what this brick’ll take |
| Cuz hit me, said he found a line on some good work |
| What it’s taken, I had to find out what it took first |
| 'Fore I can hand you this brick, learn how to cook first |
| I always worked my damn wrist, and had some fancy footwork |
| Fancy footwork |
| I always worked my damn wrist and had some fancy footwork |
| Fancy footwork |
| Tap dancin' all on them bricks, I got foot work |
| Yo, yo |
| I used to put in mad work when only one nigga would ride for me |
| I would’ve died for niggas, but only Mom Dukes would’ve died for me |
| I used to tote the thirty, now I got the big four-five with me (Big four-five) |
| They doubted me bad and I made 'em eat they apologies (Hahaha) |
| Just make sure you tell 'em I’m rich when you acknowledge me (Tell 'em I’m rich) |
| Shit, I really been that nigga, in all honesty, uh (Keep it a buck) |
| I switch whips as the climate change (Skrrt) |
| I keep a lil' bad bitch with good credit that look beyond the fame (She look |
| beyond the fame) |
| I used to cook dope in Prada frames (Word) |
| My bro taught me the game at an early age and let me just dominate |
| That’s how we operate, I want the money, not the fame (Keep that) |
| On the block, we used to sell cocaine (We used to sell cocaine) |
| I want the money and the finer things (And the finer things, want the finer |
| things) |
| Rich, so we sip champagne (Rich, baby) |
| You can’t find my shit up in the store 'cause it’s sold out (Uh) |
| You can’t find your bitch, you know we bring the hoes out (Where's your bitch?) |
| I heard he told, man, he took the ho route (Took the ho route) |
| We don’t go 'bout (Go 'bout that) |
| We don’t know 'bout (What you know 'bout this nigga, man?) |
| I want the money, not the fame (Keep that) |
| On the block, we used to sell cocaine (We used to sell cocaine) |
| Why’d you move here? |
| I dealt with unions, back in Detroit |
| And politicians |
| There was a bit of trouble |
| Came here, for the magic dragon |
| What kind of trouble? |
| I killed Jimmy Hoffa |
| Hahahahahahaha, hahahaha, ha |
| Ah, fuck! |