Wifisfuneral, Robb Bank$ - Carro lyrics

[Wifisfuneral, Robb Bank$ - Carro lyrics]

Hey Chris, fuck you hey Chris, fuck you
Ayy you know I love you, Chris
Yeah, yeah, uh, uh (Yuh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah, yuh, yuh)
Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy
(You dig? You dig? You dig?)

Hunnid racks up in the pantry
Look like a ransom
Niggas left me out for dead, well
Shit I need some answers
Don't cut my back for that
I only judge you off your actions
Bitch, fuck the way you talk, hold
Up, zoomin’ fast in the McLaren, stare
Bricks around my neck
It got me feelin' like a polar bear
Long shot from the eagle, seagull
Smokin' OG fungus
Got my face hangin’ like Ruckus
I'm the Grim Reaper
Main bitch bag leecher, all my opps
We oversee it i'm makin' out oh so clear
Please cuff your bitch
Before she assist, shit stiff like a stick
Crystal, molly
Rock or is done from that Percocet?
Shake, regret, it's in a minute
And my diamonds stacked like
Tetris, take the fade, forgot to mention
And I'm payin' close attention
Enemies prayin' I don’t make it (Facts)
But I took it, I ain’t waitin'
I was playin’ with the matrix, keep it low
You know what I'm sayin'
I was playin' with the matrix, keep it low
You know what I’m sayin' i was playin' with

I ain't even gotta speak, bruh
Let the drip talk
Why your bitch all up on me
Bruh? Better cuff your thot
Connect the plug like Cuban links, stuck
Smokin' through the drought
He a trick, get his lean cut
Karo at the bottom
He a trick, get his lean cut
Karo at the bottom
He a trick, get his lean cut
Karo at the bottom
He a trick, get his lean cut
Karo at the bottom
He a trick, get his lean cut
Karo at the bottom

Uh, yeah, yeah, you dig?
You dig? You dig? (The goat)
Brains right there class is in

Nigga, bet that thing smoke
Like you ain't asthmatic
I just put Biscotti in my inhaler
They like, "How you did that, kid?"
Killed my dawgs like Vert
Drinkin' on that syrup
Don't know how I ain't dead yet
Feel like Canada, I river up
My opp keep havin' to buy coffins
Jaden ballin' like I'm tryna share my percent
Actavis, drinkin' on that mango nectar
We don't keep no cups, no, no, no, no
That is not ever
I keep it one hundred like a Pokémon Center
Y'all niggas know that I'm on somethin'
Know somethin'? If he want somethin'
I'll toast him, I'll stomp
That nigga out, bitch, i'll roast him
I'm posted, I'm not braggin', bitch
I'm not boastin' go slow motion, she dark
Skin, bitch Kelly Rowland, like

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