Carbon lyrics

[Intro]
Yea
GwappedUp
(Asten)

[Chorus: Big Phil GwappedUp]
Step off in the b*tch with that sh*t on with that 40 on me (yea)
Know I came from sh*t pockets stuff I got bout 40 on me (bout 40 on me)
He just throwing slick shots on the net I never saw lil homie (saw lil homie)
If he keep on hidin’ then guess what we gonna get his homie (get yo n*gga)
Now it’s steak for dinner, remember I used to eat rag bologna (I’m up now)
Circle small cause I found out most these n*ggas phony (yea)
My gunner keep that K like Carbon play he might shoot up yo party (blrr)
I’ve been known to finish sh*t look so please don’t start it

[Verse 1: Big Phil GwappedUp]
20k just in my mouth you see these diamonds sparkle (ice)
All this ice around my neck I bet my sh*t hit harder (sh*t)
Went and copped a hellcat that’s why I ain’t got the Carti (2 on the dash)
Hit the dash think this b*tch faster than a Rari (yea yea)
Yea Yea hurt her feelings didn’t say sorry told that b*tch I’m heartless (I’m heartless )
You can hate on my still know I’m gonna get rich regardless (regardless )
Standing firm on these prices I can’t do no bargaining (at all)
Country boy from out of town yea you know I’m charging him (charging him)
Free Pooh Shiesty keep that drac you know that b*tch know off a limb (Pooh Shiesty)
I smoke exotic this sh*t here fluffy this sh*t here came with no stems (no stems)
Free Pooh Shiesty keep that drac you know that b*tch know off a limb (know off a limb)
I smoke exotic this sh*t here fluffy this sh*t here came with no stems (no stems)
[Chorus: Big Phil GwappedUp & K Carbon]
Step off in the b*tch with that sh*t on with that 40 on me (yea)
Know I came from sh*t pockets stuff I got bout 40 on me (bout 40 on me)
He just throwing slick shots on the net I never saw lil homie (saw lil homie)
If he keep on hidin’ then guess what we gonna get his homie (we gonna find him)
Now it’s steak for dinner, remember I used to eat rag bologna (I’m up now)
Circle small cause I found out most these n*ggas phony (they fake)
My gunner keep that K like Carbon play he might shoot up yo party (on god)
I’ve been known to finish sh*t look so please don’t start it (It’s Carbon)

[Verse 2: K Carbon]
Step up in this b*tch with that sh*t on got this carbon with me (be fresh as f*ck)
In this b*tch with ice on these VVs be hitting different
I like n*ggas with big money, Why
Cause I like to spend it (on god)
I like to train my n*ggas make his ass sit and listen (sit and listen)
If you think I’m finna argue with a broke b*tch I’m not (I swear I’m not)
No mo ski got hunnid buns and sh*t stuff all in this Glock (all in this Glock)
Pop out solo with this ice on just me and my shots (a hunnid rounds)
He give me head I delete his number ghosted his ass he blocked (and then I’m gone)
Messy b*tch on my page lurking girl you lame as f*ck (you lame as f*ck)
If he cute I’ll take him make her give her n*gga up (give me him)
Now she mad but he mine tell her get him back in blood (get him back in blood)
He like that gangsta sh*t I’m on he be calling me his thug (I’m his lil thug)
Smoking on exotic bows from Cali up in Sacramento (this gas)
I’m a P baby go and run that game on a simp hoe (lame ass)
I’m a blow pop to that n*gga I’ll give him something to lick on (I’ll give him something)
She think he going broke but I’m who he spent they’re rent on (on god)
[Chorus: Big Phil GwappedUp]
Step off in the b*tch with that sh*t on with that 40 on me (yea)
Know I came from sh*t pockets stuff I got bout 40 on me (bout 40 on me)
He just throwing slick shots on the net I never saw lil homie (saw lil homie)
If he keep on hidin’ then guess what we gonna get his homie (get yo n*gga)
Now it’s steak for dinner, remember I used to eat rag bologna (I’m up now)
Circle small cause I found out most these n*ggas phony (yea)
My gunner keep that K like Carbon play he might shoot up yo party (blrr)
I’ve been known to finish sh*t look so please don’t start it