T Cardi Flashcards
If we spinning, we hitting whoever you with, like, soon as I boom, better dip
Got a new Glock, I extended the clip, like, beam on this chop, I won’t miss
Told Dougie, “I’m fiending, bro, ain’t no assist”
Told Kay-Kay “Don’t worry, I’ma do the hit”
Nigga, Dougie my brother, I’m taking that risk, like, fuck it, let’s go take a trip
Yo, Dougz, you spin, I spin, you throw five, I throw ten
We spinning around like we did it again, like, fuck it, we up at his friend
Like bitch I’m MBK, so I throw up the trend
Two flocks, two chop’s we gon hop out again
Like fuck that, walk up on his friend, like, huh, we gon’, like
Why the fuck niggas smoke on my opps like, they do not rap what they live?
He tried to run but I clicked on his mans, like, hold on, I really rap what I did
Nadi gon flock, he don’t need rubber bands, like, what you think he gon do for the sig?
Hollows start spitting, shit hit through his rib, like, don’t get caught up in traffic again
On parole with a chop, still moving too hot like, it ain’t like he done clicked it again
On parole with a chop still moving too hot like, like, like
I ain’t no killer don’t push me, just gotta get back if he die, then it’s fuck it, look
Ace he just spot him, he got him, he don’t want no problems so who really bugging, look
Bitches be thinking they hot, backing out Henny and bitches be pop
Gotta call thotty, we getting the drop
If it’s up then it’s stuck, leave it up at the top
When you run into me, bitch it’s shoot or get shot
I got too many opps, we got too many chops
Bitch, I shoot double hands and I’m clearing the block