Germ, Ramirez - Carhartt Vest lyrics
[Germ, Ramirez - Carhartt Vest lyrics]
Carhartt vest (Huh?)
Two TECs like your intellect (Boom boom boom)
Bitch, hoes on my line, ain't no rest
Ever, shots at your neck (Hah)
Panamera swervin' lane to lane
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Candy apple paint
Bitch, look at my chain (Lil' bitch)
I got bad vibes and dick for days (Ayy, ayy)
Carhartt vest, two TECs like your intellect
Bitch, hoes on my line, ain't no rest
Ever, shots at your neck (Boom boom boom)
Panamera swervin' lane to lane
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Candy apple paint
Bitch, look at my chain (Hah)
I got bad vibes and dick for days
Run away, that's your bitch
She love what I be doin' (Huh?)
Mandem off the Perkys
Purple potions, drippin', loaded, movin'
Shit we did? I'll never
Tell, that's on slime
Not on my blood and them
New Forgis on that Demon
Puffin' Backwoods with the reaper them
(Huh? Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Fendi'd out, couple hunnid rounds
Lovin' them guns
I feel like walkin' out (Grrah, boom)
Flames out that gate, now here the play
(Boom, boom boom boom)
Boy, I'm sayin', got's to put you down
(Hah)
Ayy, paper chasin' Haitian on the move
Might gun you down, ayy
That's on slime, ayy, bitch
It's that time
Ayy
Who gon' ride with that fye, pop out
Jump out, slangin' that? I, ayy
Man, these niggas be scared
On some hot shit but turned fed
Where the fuck y'all niggas bread at?
Bendin' corners, gettin' my bread back
(Badshit)
Carhartt vest (Huh?)
Two TECs like your intellect (Boom, boom)
Bitch, hoes on my line, ain't no rest
Ever, shots at your neck (Hah)
Panamera swervin' lane to lane
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Candy apple paint
Bitch, look at my chain (Lil' bitch)
I got bad vibes and dick for days (Ayy, ayy)
Carhartt vest, two TECs like your intellect
Bitch, hoes on my line, ain't no rest
Ever, shots at your neck (Boom boom boom)
Panamera swervin' lane to lane
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Candy apple paint
Bitch, look at my chain (Hah)
I got bad vibes and dick for days
I been noddin' off the sticks
That got me swervin' in the coupe (Huh?)
I flip that bitch and cop another
'cause that's just how Rami do it (Yeah)
Ain't no thang, drop a check
And steal your bitch without me sayin'
(Yeah, bitch)
A single word, 'cause you know
Rami got this pimpin' in his veins
(Yeah, uh)
I said, hold up bitch, come ride on my dick
Bust my nut, you can swallow it (Ho)
All Piguets all on my wrist
That twinkle when you see it twist
Ben Davis quarter-zip conceal
The Glock that's on my waist (Boom)
Movin' how I'm movin'
So I'm prone to 'vade the fuckin' case
(Bow, bow, bow-bow-bow)
Transformer whip
Now watch me peel back the roofie
(Yeah, huh?)
Said you 'bout it, lil' bitch
But I know you ain't gon' shoot me
Screamin' that you got the loud pack, bitch
You smokin' on the boof (Yeah)
It's SMG, better speak nice (Ayy)
'fore I strip you out your shoes, bitch
Carhartt vest (Huh?)
Two TECs like your intellect (Boom, boom)
Bitch, hoes on my line, ain't no rest
Ever, shots at your neck (Hah)
Panamera swervin' lane to lane
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Candy apple paint
Bitch, look at my chain (Lil' bitch)
I got bad vibes and dick for days (Ayy, ayy)
Carhartt vest, two TECs like your intellect
Bitch, hoes on my line, ain't no rest
Ever, shots at your neck
(Boom boom boom)
Panamera swervin' lane to lane
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Candy apple paint
Bitch, look at my chain (Hah)
I got bad vibes and dick for days
Two TECs like your intellect (Boom boom boom)
Bitch, hoes on my line, ain't no rest
Ever, shots at your neck (Hah)
Panamera swervin' lane to lane
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Candy apple paint
Bitch, look at my chain (Lil' bitch)
I got bad vibes and dick for days (Ayy, ayy)
Carhartt vest, two TECs like your intellect
Bitch, hoes on my line, ain't no rest
Ever, shots at your neck (Boom boom boom)
Panamera swervin' lane to lane
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Candy apple paint
Bitch, look at my chain (Hah)
I got bad vibes and dick for days
Run away, that's your bitch
She love what I be doin' (Huh?)
Mandem off the Perkys
Purple potions, drippin', loaded, movin'
Shit we did? I'll never
Tell, that's on slime
Not on my blood and them
New Forgis on that Demon
Puffin' Backwoods with the reaper them
(Huh? Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Fendi'd out, couple hunnid rounds
Lovin' them guns
I feel like walkin' out (Grrah, boom)
Flames out that gate, now here the play
(Boom, boom boom boom)
Boy, I'm sayin', got's to put you down
(Hah)
Ayy, paper chasin' Haitian on the move
Might gun you down, ayy
That's on slime, ayy, bitch
It's that time
Ayy
Who gon' ride with that fye, pop out
Jump out, slangin' that? I, ayy
Man, these niggas be scared
On some hot shit but turned fed
Where the fuck y'all niggas bread at?
Bendin' corners, gettin' my bread back
(Badshit)
Carhartt vest (Huh?)
Two TECs like your intellect (Boom, boom)
Bitch, hoes on my line, ain't no rest
Ever, shots at your neck (Hah)
Panamera swervin' lane to lane
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Candy apple paint
Bitch, look at my chain (Lil' bitch)
I got bad vibes and dick for days (Ayy, ayy)
Carhartt vest, two TECs like your intellect
Bitch, hoes on my line, ain't no rest
Ever, shots at your neck (Boom boom boom)
Panamera swervin' lane to lane
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Candy apple paint
Bitch, look at my chain (Hah)
I got bad vibes and dick for days
I been noddin' off the sticks
That got me swervin' in the coupe (Huh?)
I flip that bitch and cop another
'cause that's just how Rami do it (Yeah)
Ain't no thang, drop a check
And steal your bitch without me sayin'
(Yeah, bitch)
A single word, 'cause you know
Rami got this pimpin' in his veins
(Yeah, uh)
I said, hold up bitch, come ride on my dick
Bust my nut, you can swallow it (Ho)
All Piguets all on my wrist
That twinkle when you see it twist
Ben Davis quarter-zip conceal
The Glock that's on my waist (Boom)
Movin' how I'm movin'
So I'm prone to 'vade the fuckin' case
(Bow, bow, bow-bow-bow)
Transformer whip
Now watch me peel back the roofie
(Yeah, huh?)
Said you 'bout it, lil' bitch
But I know you ain't gon' shoot me
Screamin' that you got the loud pack, bitch
You smokin' on the boof (Yeah)
It's SMG, better speak nice (Ayy)
'fore I strip you out your shoes, bitch
Carhartt vest (Huh?)
Two TECs like your intellect (Boom, boom)
Bitch, hoes on my line, ain't no rest
Ever, shots at your neck (Hah)
Panamera swervin' lane to lane
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Candy apple paint
Bitch, look at my chain (Lil' bitch)
I got bad vibes and dick for days (Ayy, ayy)
Carhartt vest, two TECs like your intellect
Bitch, hoes on my line, ain't no rest
Ever, shots at your neck
(Boom boom boom)
Panamera swervin' lane to lane
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Candy apple paint
Bitch, look at my chain (Hah)
I got bad vibes and dick for days