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volume red! - cartier lyrics
[intro: volume red]
(yo, pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
yeah (slatt), yeah (what?), hold up (what?), pour up (what?)
yeah (what?), yeah (slatt, what?), okay (what? slatt, what?)
ayy (what?), slatt (slatt), ayy (yeah, slatt)
ayy (okay), uh (okay), ayy (slatt, slatt)
[chorus: volume red]
i’m in this b_tch, yeah (what?)
i’m too lit, uh
i’ma die lit
i got a ak
big ass sticks (ak)
you could get hit (bow, bow)
you know that i’m pushin’ up (pushin’ up)
you know that i’m booted up (booted up)
my shawty be booted up (yeah, check it out)
i ride in the tonka truck (talkin’ bout)
these b_tches don’t give a f_ck
they f_ckin’ on cartier
[verse 1: volume red]
my diamonds are cartier
my watches are cartier
she talkin’ ’bout cartier
i hit up my baby, yeah
i bought her some cartier
yeah, brand new cartier (yeah)
two_tonе (h_llo)
yeah, brand new cartiеr
and i got a rolls_royce
it make the white folks stare
you think i give a f_ck ’bout them?
why the f_ck you think i care?
b_tch, i be everywhere
b_tch, i’m good everywhere (yeah)
don’t let my chain get under my shirt, that sh_t out everywhere (yeah)
cartier, i got cartier, yeah, everywhere
[chorus: volume red]
i’m in this b_tch, yeah (what?)
i’m too lit, uh
i’ma die lit
i got a ak
big ass sticks (brr, ak)
you could get hit (bow, bow)
you know that i’m pushin’ up (pushin’ up)
you know that i’m booted up (booted up)
my shawty be booted up (yeah, check it out)
i ride in the tonka truck (talkin’ bout)
these b_tches don’t give a f_ck (yeah)
they f_ckin’ on cartier
[verse 2: dread]
my diamonds like flashlight
i’m showin’ my ass right (showin’ my ass)
i turned to the bad guy
i smoke out the pack right (what?)
i’m drinkin’ the act’ right (yeah, yeah)
my new b_tch got cat eyes (yeah)
i just be coolin’ right here in the city
i bust on her face and it got on her titty (yeah)
my pockets, they stuffed, yeah, my sh_t’s never empty
i pulled up a hundred but only spent fifty (what?)
then ate a banana, you know that i clip it (uh)
i peel that b_tch back and play clean like i’m ricky (uh)
your b_tch, she pulled up to my crib
and she act like she ain’t wanna suck it, persuade her to l!ck it (suck it)
come on, baby, just come give me head like condition
she brought her lil’ friends, so i couldn’t even pick it (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i been on the jet like my name was scott disick
i said i’m in this b_tch, you better run the ballistics
[chorus: volume red]
uh, i’m in this b_tch, yeah (what?)
i’m too lit, uh
i’ma die lit
i got a ak (what?)
big ass sticks (brr, ak)
you could get hit (bow, bow)
you know that i’m pushin’ up (pushin’ up)
you know that i’m booted up (booted up)
my shawty be booted up (yeah, check it out)
i ride in the tonka truck (talkin’ bout)
these b_tches don’t give a f_ck
they f_ckin’ on cartier (slatt, slatt)
[post_chorus: volume red]
f_ckin’ on cartier (what?)
they f_ckin’ on cartier (lil uzi)
they f_ckin’ on cartier
f_ckin’ on cartier (talkin’ ’bout)
they f_ckin’ on cartier
they f_ckin’ on cartier (woo)
[outro: volume red]
(yo, pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
yeah (slatt), yeah (what?), hold up (what?), pour up (what? yeah)
they f_ckin’ lil carti, yeah (what? yeah, what? yeah)
they f_ckin’ lil uzi, yeah (yeah)
i got that uzi tucked (what? talkin’ ’bout)
yeah, i got that uzi tucked (what? what?)
b_tches ain’t shootin’ us
these n_ggas ain’t doin’ nothin’
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