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[Intro]
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Grrah

[Chorus]
I came a long way just from tappin' sh*t (Just from tappin')
Loaded the "Bent," b*tch, they was doin' mad for sh*t (Doin' mad for sh*t)
Got a bigger bag, like just from this rappin' sh*t (From this rappin' sh*t)
Now I'm steady makin' noise like an activist (Like what?)
b*tch all on my body, look, she on some ratchet sh*t (On some ratchet sh*t)
Said she want a Birkin bag, I ain't havin' it (b*tch)
Popped b*tches need a new wig, steady pattin' it (Steady pattin' it)
Dirty b*tches dissin', I'ma get her, I'm too tact' with it (I'm too tact', like)
I'm a dog, when I'm in the pus*y, say, "Woof"
She got no motion, better get up out my face (Get up out my face, damn)
If she tell me call an Uber, I'ma ask her how she pay (How much you pay?)
She likе, "I guess we'll be friеnds," but I'm feelin' like I'm Drake, b*tch (Like I'm Drake, like)
M.A said they hatin', but they broke, though (But they broke, though)
Yeah, I know, I could tell just by they photos (I could tell, like)
41 the movement, that's the motto
I never needed help, I been doin' this sh*t dolo (On my doley)
n*ggas mad I read what I wrote, though (What I wrote, though)
And my money steady jumpin' like I'm pogo (Pogo)
Like n*ggas b*tches, think we sharin' the same hormones (Hormones, b*tch)
I don't need no famous b*tch, but I'll do it for the promo (I'ma do it for the promo)
40 barkin', this sh*t soundin' like it go, "Woof"
Money frozen, I don't wanna let it go (Damn)
n*ggas keep on startin' beef, I put it on the stove, n*gga (On the stove, like)
n*ggas talk behind computers, let me know (Let me know, b*tch)
I just copped a pinky ring, they not f*ckin' with me (They not f*ckin' with me)
I walked in with open arms, still not touchin' me (Still can't touch me)
They say Wock' bad for my health, pass the f*ckin' lean (Pass the f*ckin' lean)
I got high as f*ck, I'm still gon' roll the f*ckin' weed (Roll the f*ck up)
b*tch, I'm dripped in Trapstar 'cause I'm a trap star (I'm a trap star)
He ran like a jaguar, I'm in a Jag- (I'm in a Jag-)
Party light up on his feet, I thought he was a track star (He run track, like)
That's what he get for talkin' hot with all them bad bars (All them bad bars)
b*tch, I'm at the top like I left a landmark (Left a landmark)
n*ggas gettin' shot just for chillin' in them damn parks (In them damn parks)
I came with my chop, we turn 'em into lamb chops (Into lamb chops)
b*tch, I got anxiety, stop starin' at my damn watch (At my damn watch)
In the club, I might throw a couple hundreds (Couple hundreds)
Only comin' if they payin', b*tch, ain't no discussion (Ain't no discussion)
When we pull up to they function, all they chains they was tuckin' (Chains they was tuckin')
'Cause my n*ggas stay on timin', my neck cold like the Hudson, b*tch
[Outro]
Grrah
It's Carter, di*khead