Talk

Hol'up, who that banging on my door?
If a nigga try to rob me, I'm a blow him in the throat
Hold up, don't be blowing up my phone
Sounding like a little hoe, about some coke you fucking hoe
It's Cartier, these diamonds let you niggas know
You see these 100's, these 100's, nigga we blow
Fuck her under covers, my nigga until the morn'
She say, Carti why you acting funny?
Ever since you got some money, you been fronting on me
Say no more!
The new cars, the new broads, you so bright but you so lost
Damn! You let the lean get you so gone
Don't let the drugs get you so gone
Don't let the drugs get you so gone
You so bright but you so lost!
Sippen' on this act, don't know how to act
My little whoadie got my back, he'll blow you back!
My little whoadie got the strap, he'll blow you back!
So fucking Lost
Lost
Lost
So, so fucking lost
Lost