Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Carter, artist - Shy Glizzy. Album song Fully Loaded, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 300 Entertainment, Glizzy Gang
Song language: English
The Carter |
Yeah |
Young Jefe, holmes |
Elijah |
GG |
Shinners |
Oh |
It’s 2018, but we trappin' like the '80s |
And I’ma drive you crazy, I’m a dope boy, baby |
I promise if I want you, then you gonna be my lady |
And baby if I fuck you, you might want to have a baby |
When it come to money, yeah, I used to have a problem |
I had a single mom, she said I acted like my father |
Streets what I was watchin', so I turned into a robber |
Bitch, skills no dollar, Shy be jumpin' like the Carter, uh |
On my way to B-More and I’m ridin' with a K |
Long live 30 30, that’s forever and a day |
Slidin' through the west, they say that’s Jefe and they wave |
Shout out Scoota, up next |
Bitch, we live from the A |
Bitch you got your nerve, oh, you must ain’t heard |
My hittas like The Purge, they just waitin' on the word |
Ain’t mean to say I love you, you just had me on the verge |
Now I’m scurtin' off like Tino when I hit you with that curve |
Gone salute me, or gone shoot me |
She said that this a new me, but she really never knew me |
I know niggas had millions but they ended up like Pookie |
Might be too hood for Hollywood, but my life is a movie |
It’s 2018, but we trappin' like the '80s |
And I’ma drive you crazy, I’m a dope boy, baby |
I promise if I want you, then you gonna be my lady |
And baby if I fuck you, you might want to have a baby |
When it come to money, yeah, I used to have a problem |
I had a single mom, she said I acted like my father |
Streets what I was watchin', so I turned into a robber |
Bitch, skills no dollar, Shy be jumpin' like the Carter, uh |
In DC coolin' with GG |
This Colt 3 pass me the Gushers |
It’s the way that we be shinin' |
Got them bad ones wanting to fuck us |
Walk in just me and Vicky, no security, who gone touch us |
Keep runnin' up them bands, so allergic to you busters |
Hollerin' 30 30 and Scoota and Truz |
I know they smilin' down |
A lot of niggas turned they back on me |
And just don’t turn back around |
I see four-five lemon squeeze, don’t reach for that Rollie Crown |
All this lean probably gone fuck up my kidneys, I need to slow it down |
I just stand tall |
Tryna get these Ms like John Wall |
Get ate up on a jail call |
Gotta make sure my mans ball |
Five deep and we can’t fall |
All my niggas dope boys |
Came up off of straight raw |
Middle of the summer |
Have you ever seen this snow fall |
It’s 2018, but we trappin' like the '80s |
And I’ma drive you crazy, I’m a dope boy, baby |
I promise if I want you, then you gonna be my lady |
And baby if I fuck you, you might want to have a baby |
When it come to money, yeah, I used to have a problem |
I had a single mom, she said I acted like my father |
Streets what I was watchin', so I turned into a robber |
Bitch, skills no dollar, Shy be jumpin' like the Carter, uh |