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Cartier Yah yah Me and Tjay, oh Times like this, times like this Times like this, yeah I miss My momma I miss her yeah Yah yeah, Dexter yeah Hi mom, yeah, I miss us Ooh, momma I miss you, yeah I miss you, yeah, Dexter, Tjay, yah Ride around with me a blick Can't trust a n***a, 'cause a n***a did the slick Run up on me swear to God, boy, you get dismissed Yeah, yeah, you get dismissed I remember I was broke, I ain't have it Now a n***a got the cheese he got that cabbage She wanna f**k me and she married I don't wanna f**k you baby have my baby, no no I heard you was a whole hoe Call Lil Tjay that's my lil' bro We all slammed on some good blow Any n***a lookin' stupid shot him to the floor Trynna make it, huh All these n***as trynna take it You run up on me swear to God that .50 shakin' That b*t*h got titties on it yeah its bakin' Yeah, yahh, I want the money I don't want no fake sh*t I'm not a dummy All these n***as round me got no money If you ain't talking 'bout no business or the money Gone yeah, you go can go real far, yeah Real far yeah, you can go real far, yeah And momma, rest in peace, yeah I miss ya Chasin' the money, I get to the bag I know they hatin' on me and it's sad Never wanna lie I'ma keep it a stack Shootin' to the top and I ain't goin' back I had no choice but to hop in my bird They want my face on the front of a shirt If I call Dexter he goin' berserk I call the gang they put you in the dirt Ooh, I'm doin' my thing You think I'ma slap then you goin' insane Paid industry I be makin' it rain Bro relation but any hoe ain't a thing Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh I'ma pull up with the gang Huh, huh, huh, huh No we ain't playin' no games No we not playin' no games That .30 on me, yeah, it bang Huh, ooh, you better stay in your lane I keep my shooters with me, you know they gon' bang It's me and Tjay swervin' in the Ranger I remember days I was broke now I remember days I was sleepin on that floor now I f**k her then she want some more now Ooh girly, yeah, I know, yeah She wanna f**k me then she f**k my bro I can't DM her 'cause that b*t*h a sl*t It's me and Tjay, yeah, we turnin' up Yeah, on fire On my bag I have my berk Got a b*t*h she wanna Perc' Couple of big mans in the hearse Wait, I make em squirm And use a sub a n***a just sub me up Ooh, and I'm, yeah, yeah Ooh, yeah, yeah And the money on me why I ain't sad, yeah I'm 300 I don't care, yeah f**k that b*t*h I tell her yeah I'll pull her by her hair Yeah, yeah, yeah
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