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Carter VI Ayo, the cocaine whiter, the rope chain brighter The choke chain tighter, the close-range sniper The dope-game lifer, her throat game nicer The propane lighter, money old like Biden I walk around like King Tut, got it out the mud, I cleaned up I'm blinged up, shirt off, bitch, I'm inked up, don't blink once Sip pink punch, she drink nut, she eat dick, I bring lunch Say she 'bout that action, I'ma fuck her 'til she scream, "Cut" Woah now, one shot, knock his door down Silencer on, no sound, catch him with his nose down and wipe it This game is a bitch, you gotta price it 'fore you wife it Nothin' gettin' between me and the team, not even a hyphen You a dead man walkin', it's a madman talkin' Leave his body in the garbage, left the trash man nauseous Eatin' on these streets like a fat man starvin' And the semi go brrt like I pressedfast-forward, motherfucker Disclaimer, plenty paper Pla-play with somebody safer Bl-bl-black mask on, Darth Vader Send the money now, k-kill 'em later B-bitches know they can't outpace her N-New York Nick, LA Laker T-that's what you call a game changer She don't like me, c-can you blame her? Can you blame her? I am the main her Word to the baby in the manger Swerve on these hoes, no indicator Cake for days, I don't need a baker One Barbiana, Vogue Italiana The best dressed, just shut down Met Galiana They won't go farther, hoes ain't got fathers Don't call me mother, you hoes ain't my daughters Mm, every season, Anna Wintour Ten-four, Gag City for the win tour We outside, smokin' indoor Bitch, is you deaf? I'm signin' at the in-store Jamaica, Queens bitch You reap what you sow, you better get a seamstress When I dead 'em, I don't double back, peace, bitch Say you pushin' P, okay rest in pee, bitch (Brr) 'Bout to cop you slides, all you do is flip-flop If I send a pic of Shannon, you ain't that sharp 'Cause you still can't spel Prague and that's horrible Weezy F. Baby, and the F is for phenomenal Man, bitches already fadin' like a barber They know it don't decline, so they never face card her French vanilla hazelnut in my Starbucks NFL, fire some nigga and then call us Disclaimer, plenty paper Pla-play with somebody safer Bl-bl-black mask on, Darth Vader Send the money now, k-kill 'em later B-bitches kno they can't outpace her N-New York Nick, LA Laker T-that's what you call a game changer She don't like me, c-can you blame her? Ayo, the cocaine whiter, the rope chain brighter The choke chain tighter, close-range sniper I'm the dope-game lifer, her throat game nicer Propane lighter, money old like Biden I walk around like King Tut, got it out the mud, I cleaned up I'm blinged up, shirt off, bitch, I'm inked up, don't blink once Sip pink punch, she drink nut, she eat dick, I bring lunch Say she 'bout that action, I'ma fuck her 'til she scream, "Cut" Fuck her Rrr, Carter VI, Carter VI I been outchea turnin' crumbs to bricks I been outchea turnin' crumbs to bricks, nigga I turned my sons to rich niggas I turned them ones to six figures My daughter turned away all them bitch niggas Ferrari license plate 666, nigga

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