Carhartt Vest

(альбом: The Tragedy Of A Clown - 2020)

[Germ:]
Carhartt vest (Huh?), two TECs like your intellect (Boom-boom-boom)
Bitch, hoes on my line, ain't no rest, ever, shots at your neck (Hah)
Panamera swerving lane to lane (Skrrt, skrrt), candy apple paint
Bitch, look at my chain (Lil' bitch), I got bad vibes and dick for days (Ayy, ayy)
Carhartt vest, two TECs like your intellect
Bitch, hoes on my line, ain't no rest, ever, shots at your neck (Boom-boom-boom)
Panamera swerving lane to lane (Skrrt, skrrt), candy apple paint
Bitch, look at my chain (Hah), I got bad vibes and dick for days

Run away, that's your bitch, she love what I be doing (Huh?)
Mandem off the Perkys, purple potions, dripping, loaded, moving
Shit we did? I'll never tell, that's on slime, not on my blood and them
New Forgis on that Demon, puffing Backwoods with the reaper them (Huh? Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Fendi'd out, couple hunnid rounds, loving them guns, I feel like walking out (Grrah, boom)
Flames out that gate, now here the play (Boom, boom-boom-boom)
Boy, I'm saying, got's to put you down (Hah)
Ayy, paper chasing Haitian on the move, might gun you down, ayy
That's on slime, ayy, bitch, it's that time, ayy
Who gon' ride with that fye, pop out, jump out, slanging that? I, ayy
Man, these niggas be scared, on some hot shit but turned fed
Where the fuck y'all niggas bread at? Bending corners, getting my bread back (Badshit)

Carhartt vest (Huh?), two TECs like your intellect (Boom, boom)
Bitch, hoes on my line, ain't no rest, ever, shots at your neck (Hah)
Panamera swerving lane to lane (Skrrt, skrrt), candy apple paint
Bitch, look at my chain (Lil' bitch), I got bad vibes and dick for days (Ayy, ayy)
Carhartt vest, two TECs like your intellect
Bitch, hoes on my line, ain't no rest, ever, shots at your neck (Boom-boom-boom)
Panamera swerving lane to lane (Skrrt, skrrt), candy apple paint
Bitch, look at my chain (Hah), I got bad vibes and dick for days

[Ramirez:]
I been nodding off the sticks that got me swerving in the coupe (Huh?)
I flip that bitch and cop another 'cause that's just how Rami do it (Yeah)
Ain't no thang, drop a check and steal your bitch without me saying (Yeah, bitch)
A single word, 'cause you know Rami got this pimping in his veins (Yeah, uh)
I said, hold up bitch, come ride on my dick, bust my nut, you can swallow it (Ho)
All Piguets all on my wrist, that twinkle when you see it twist
Ben Davis quarter-zip conceal the Glock that's on my waist (Boom)
Moving how I'm moving, so I'm prone to 'vade the fucking case (Bow, bow, bow-bow-bow)
Transformer whip, now watch me peel back the roofie (Yeah, huh?)
Said you 'bout it, lil' bitch, but I know you ain't gon' shoot me
Screaming that you got the loud pack, bitch, you smoking on the boof (Yeah)
It's SMG, better speak nice (Ayy), 'fore I strip you out your shoes, bitch

[Germ:]
Carhartt vest (Huh?), two TECs like your intellect (Boom, boom)
Bitch, hoes on my line, ain't no rest, ever, shots at your neck (Hah)
Panamera swerving lane to lane (Skrrt, skrrt), candy apple paint
Bitch, look at my chain (Lil' bitch), I got bad vibes and dick for days (Ayy, ayy)
Carhartt vest, two TECs like your intellect
Bitch, hoes on my line, ain't no rest, ever, shots at your neck (Boom-boom-boom)
Panamera swerving lane to lane (Skrrt, skrrt), candy apple paint
Bitch, look at my chain (Hah), I got bad vibes and dick for days