[Verse] Hold up, who that bangin' on my door? If a nigga try to rob me imma blow him in his throat Hold up, uh, don't be blowin' up my phone Sounding like a lil hoe about some coke you fucking hoe It's Cartier, these diamonds let you niggas know You see these hunnids, these hunnids nigga we blow Fuck her under covers my nigga until the morn' She say "Carti, why you actin' funny?" "Ever since you got some money you been frontin' on me" Say no more The new cars, the new broads, you so bright but you so lost Damn, you let the lean get you so gone Don't let the drugs get you so gone Don't let the drugs get you so gone You so bright but you so lost Sippin' on this act don't know how to act My little whoadie got my back, he'll blow you back! My little whoadie got the strap, he'll blow you back!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
