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Lilkarti

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Thats Johntaae
That's Karti
I cant play with these boys
Im just starting
Important we gone pull up tardy
Swear I get them racks
And I split that shit partly
Protect lil T
We get these riches by flowing on beats
Came out the cut
We gone trap on the street
He gone hit the jerk
We shooting at his feet
I swerve every curb
Im dodging the Police
Swear I need a win
I cant go for defeat
Don't want the bitch
I put her in the friend zone
Bitch Im too playa
Put her in my mans phone
Im with El Chapo
We trap out in Mexico
No I cant go back and fourth
With the petty hoe
I make these hits
Im tryna make my way to your soul
Know every verse
Probably killing your whole song
Eagle on me so
I gotta let them birds go
Drip on the kid
You cant come to the fly zone
Getting too big Niggas micro
We got plenty sticks
If you wanna joke
Stuffed in the backpack coming like Dora
I cannot f*ck with these rats we extort them
Bitch Im a legend
Came straight out of Georgia
But I f*ck with Kodak not from Florida
These Niggas be snake I went that way
No they don't want you to win
They gone turn the page
We stay at this shit its like everyday
Im really not worried just keeping faith
Shawty too nasty like
Karti buss on my face
Know she want some of these riches
Come get a taste
I just be minding my business
Cause Niggas lame
We really carry extensions
No playing games
And Im too Slimey
Don't need you to beat the case
I just go in my mode and go Super Saiyan
I got way too much drip
To walk through the sand
I got way too much pride
Get a helping hand
Swear if he get to the money a happy man
She want to f*ck on me
But you done blowed your chance
Its foreign drip bitch
I got it from Pakistan
We in the street all day we done got a tan
My homie trippin he popped a xan
He cooked up the dope
He didn't need a pan
Go up with my folks I didn't need a friend
Bitch don't even come over here
You know where you stand
Lil Karti how the f*ck you make a hit again
Nigga thought that shit was sweet
We spraying at the Benz
If Im sliding on the bitch
She looking like a ten
The I fucked the little bitch
Without the chemistry
Really making hits without the book
But they aint hearing me
No I never hated on a nigga
Cause we sharing dreams
And I be so high
I really think that I be seeing things
I had to come wit a flow for them finer things
These niggas cant f*ck with me

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