Athena (Version 1) [Duplicate] lyrics

[Intro]
(Let's go Maaly)
Crack money, I serve crack junkies

[Verse 1]
I got money coming, I got sl*ts coming, I got b*tches coming
I got money on me, I got hunnids' on me, keep them hunnids' on me
Keep them hunnids' coming, keep them b*tches coming, keep them opps runnin'
I just smoked a opp, you can keep it coming
I got bloodies wit me, I got cousins wit me, I got thotties wit me, I got sl*tties' wit me
I'm in the southside, I got two knives, I f*ck two hoes, cuz I'm too fine
I got hoes yeah, after hoes yeah, I change clothes yeah, I change clothes yeah
Different clothes yeah, different taste yeah, she wanna taste yeah, nut in her face yeah
Bad b*tch got a case yea, but I wanna give it to her, but I can't give her all yeah
So I can't see these b*tches, oh yeah I can't even stall wit ya
I got a money trip yea I got a money issue, I got a, uh hol' up
I got cash on me, bugs bunny yeah, shawty f*cking on me, yeah she love me yeah
I'm Cash Carti yeah, I need a barbie yeah, hoes be starving yeah, hol' up
I'm so fly like a martian yeah, I take off on these b*tches that be, uh hol' up
I take off on these b*tches now she calling, these b*tches just be costing hoes they cost
Uh yeah a n*gga floss

[Interlude]
Ice on me, I don't even know what it cost no more
Ice on me, I don't even know

[Verse 2]
Different sl*ts everyday, yeah
Different b*tches different play
I put it all in her face
Then we go on Mary K
I'm a do this everyday
I'm a nut in her face
Shawty better not be afraid
'Cause a n*gga keep a K
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Money everywhere, b*tches everywhere, these b*tches do not care, b*tches everywhere
Hol' up pus*y n*gga, you want smoke we can smoke, we smoke, we smoke hol' up, we can choke, we can choke hol' up
I'm a slime, a killer, I'm a hit wit a ten n*gga
Give a f*ck 'bout a victim, give a f*ck 'bout them n*ggas
I'm a enemy, I know I'm mean, that b*tch on me yeah like Vaseline
Hol' up, uh, hol' up, uh, why you checking on it? I bend b*tches up on me that be flirting, wait
I'm so fly like a muthaf*ckin' pigeon homie, I'm in New York with them n*ggas countin' digits homie
Run it up like scammer, my n*ggas keep a hammer
We f*cking write numbers, numbers don't lie lil b*tch hol' up
I'm in New York wit the homies just chillin' with New York
Got a b*tch right now she hating on Cash
Got a b*tch right now she waiting on me, got money on the floor young n*gga yeah
Tryna play wit this money yeah, those are checks, we got cash, we gon' flex, f*ck these n*ggas hol' up, bih back hol' up
They want smoke wit me and my n*gga let's go, n*gga want smoke with Cash yea n*gga gotta let it blow
I got these hoes just waiting on me, yeah they waiting fosho'
I get the cash, I get the money, I get a K fosho' yeah
Let's get it yeah let's get it slime, we gotta turn up for these n*ggas just for the one time
We got guns, and those young n*ggas gotta show us something
I'm in my prime so yeah I had to show em something
Guns on guns on guns on guns, cash on cash uhh
Me and my n*gga we bringing out nose, me and my n*gga gon' shoot at them both
f*ck these n*ggas they ain't talking 'bout nun, they don't want no war
I'm a put a n*gga on a T-shirt, I don't give a f*ck about nun
I'm gon shoot at a opp first, we don't give a f*ck 'bout your gun
I got a K on me, I make a opp run
I'm a cook up, I'm a cook up uhh, I serve crack, we got Macs, serve b*tches ayy wit the cash uhh huh, yeah yeah yeah
Turn up for me, yeah turn up for me, uh yeah uh yeah uh yeah uh
Diamond uh yeah yeah, styrofoam, mm, mm, bih', double cup uh yeah, double cup yeah hol' up
Double cup love, yea shawty wanna f*ck wit the drugs yeah
Double cup love yeah, shawty wanna f*ck my drugs yeah
I'm in love uh yea, I'm in love with drugs now, I'm in love yea hol' up yea
I'm the slime, we sluggin' hol' up, me and my n*ggas we thuggin' hol' up
I'm a f*ck this hoe hol'up, shawty wanna be my, hol' up, hol' up
I can't f*ck these hoes forever (uh, uh) yeah, I gotta get this money I'm too clever (ice, ice, ice)
All white Dior sweater hol' up (hol' up, hol' up, hol' up), I'm a pull up yeah change the weather (ahh, ahh ,ahh)
Got b*tches everywhere (yeah), got diamonds everywhere (oh yeah), this cash everywhere (oh yeah), these b*tches gotta stare (yeah)
These b*tches everywhere (oh yeah), tryna f*ck okay yeah (oh yeah), tryna f*ck on bands yeah (yeah), tryna pop these tags yeah (yeah)
And I'm on the Percs yeah (woah), and I'm on the lean hol' up (yeah)
Tryna check me out (ice, ice), man, too clean, I'm too yeah (yeah)
Hol' up (yeah) hol' up, slime fine, I'm tryna f*ck this b*tch hol' up, she gotta be mine hol' up uh huh yeah (uh uhh)
My slime fine (yeah), I'm tryna f*ck this b*tch hol' up she gotta be mine hol' up (hol' up, hol' up)
I wanna meet yo hoe yuh, I wanna take her out (oh yeah)
She gotta suck my di*k (lil bih'), she gotta eat me up (yeah)
She gotta uhhhh uhhhh yeah uhhhh uhhhh yeah, yeah hol' up yea, yeah

[Verse 3]
Shawty gonna f*ck on me cuz n*gga got cash yeah, got bags, shawty wanna Birkin bag hol' up
I ain't spending no cash on no thot, I don't trust these b*tches, no plot, young b*tch get smoked like a opp
We don't give no f*ck bout' none of these cops, I'm a shoot at a mothaf*ckin cop
I'm a shoot till the mothaf*cka drop, I'm a pour up the mothaf*ckin drop
Got hoes on hoes, for days fosho', I changed up these cars, I changed up these hoes
I changed up my wardrobe huh, b*tches suck me yeah uh huh
I'm a f*ck the bands up, uh yeah, I'm a f*ck the benz truck
Shawty wanna f*ck me yeah, shawty wanna get f*cked
We want smoke for days yeah, we got plays on plays
I'm a put a opp on a play, I'm a put a opp on a play aye yeah
I'm a hot n*gga in the A, I'm in the streets okay
I'm on the block, oooh, I want none of these hoes huh
Crack, crack, crack, I got crack money, crack money yeah we serve crack money, crack money hol' up, you a crack junkie yeah
We got blocks, you can't get a block from me
Hol' up, hol' up, I just hit this b*tch she f*cking up my pants
Balmain jeans, they ain't even come out yet, I just f*cked this b*tch I ain't mean no disrespect
Hoe gon' get it in, she gon, Loubitons bleeding on the Blatt hol' up
I been flexing since a freshman, I got, I got b*tches tryna f*ck yeah, white tee, you can get stuck wit it
Got that gun hol' up, you better run hol' up, my slatts shoot for fun hol' up, we want yo funds hol' up
Yeah hol' up, rob the money truck hol' up, yeah and we aim it at these ducks hol' up, uh
pus*y ass n*gga ain't keep it a hunnid, prolly gotta kill that hoe
I'm on the block with a stick right now, man gotta kill that hoe, they go
I got a stick on me yeah, n*gga got a K fosho', crack money, I serve junkies yeah
You a clout demon, I pull up wit them sticks we kill clout demons
You don't want no smoke with me, I'm that n*gga, n*ggas afraid of young Carti cuz I keep it
I just hit this b*tch, she f*ck my Balmain jeans up, we just got this money so we bout' to f*ck these streets up
We don't give no f*ck yeah, my n*ggas they stay geeked up, we gon' heat em up, yeah we keep the heat up
Uh, hol' up, uh, I don't let smoke get cold, slime a n*gga in the snow hol' up
I'm loving hoes across the globe (Blatt,bih, blatt, blatt, blatt), I made the b*tch touch her toe
I got bloody wit me, I got a sl*tty wit me, I got a thotty wit me, I got my cousins wit me
I got some bricks comin', I got some white hoes, that's cocaine money
I got crack, crack, crack, I got trap money, I serve trap junkies, we got money homie, we got money homie
You ain't the only one, you ain't the only one huh, you ain't the only one huh
Balmain jeans she f*cked them up when I f*ck the b*tch, got a b*tch at the crib waiting on this di*k, she waiting on Cash hol' up
Got bags on me, don't give a f*ck 'bout none of these opps
I'm a smoke me a n*gga right now, hop in that wagon, uh uh yeah
n*gga can have it, young n*gga want static, get hit, get uh, get-get-get-get-get
Young n*gga get attack, money on me young n*gga, yo b*tch a hoe check yeah hol' up