Lyrics:
Doctor Seward's daughter
Four crates filled with earth
Were taken from
The port to Carfax Abbey
From the port to Carfax Abbey
From the port to Carfax Abbey
the carfax
Check out the carfax
Check out the carfax
Why don't you why don't you check out the carfax
Motha sucker go on run and tell that
Run and tell
You prolly heard about me
If you ain't heard about me
Go get the word about me
Ask em I'm really a rider you can check the carfax
Ask em I'm really
a Carfax
Naw
Tell em I be back yo I see you later
Running from these problems
Have a hard time tryna chase the paper
Hey
Another 24 I'm on the way up
When
don't surprise me how most these bitches act
Nine of ten of y'all don't be as high as me, that's just a simple fact
GLE came in, got the Carfax
Heard
card crack like he work his wrist
Tryna check dat hoe carfax he know she hit
I gotta knot these hoe a squirt fa dis
But my cock top notch gotta work for
stretch that (straight up)
Your lil' nigga starvin', send him a care pack
First-time owner, no CARFAX (big facts)
We got the same kinda guns like Star
straight from Europe
Check the CarFax (Facts)
We rich like the Jewish
You niggas too curious
I know you wanna have my sack (Know it)
Got a cute bitch, juice
Ready to smack, whips new, I don’t CARFAX
Give me the neck, shawty, no
I don't ever text
Fuck on a jet, leave the nut on her six pack
Goyard to death, in
diamonds, so you know how my block did it
Gun come with a Carfax, you know who I shot with it
Shop with us, you know me and my niggas
Cribs not furnished
pasta, creo que tú morra, ya me tiro al WhatsApp, llama al celular, dice cómo estás, ahora la tengo, mami sin descansar
Carfax está de regreso, empiezo de
mind
Thoughts runnin through my mind
Tell them stupid bitches hop off my dick Ajax
I got 10 racks, I made a sale, carfax
I weigh the scale, I made
Escobars at?
Oh ya homie gon ride?
Let me see the carfax
Cuz
Most dudes broke talking how they ball out
Oh you bout to run the game?
Hope you don't get
want a arch back
Bitch you got too many miles upon your CarFax
Fuck Zach Fox, I hope your Twitter stay deleted
Flex 51, got ectoplasm in my Seagram's
I
carfax
No card cracks
On hard knocks
Paper scissors Mars rock
They really think they stronger but I made them like I'm Bardock
Then Burst open mix
I'm
to make it sticky
Got the sauce yeah you so thicky, ok queen ill call you Nicki
Been a bad bitch, there's no need for carfax
Keep em' mad chick, charge them
bitch that I’m not a 2000s baby
But I can give her all that ooh
She on my dick on my ballsack
‘For I fuck her check her mileage her Carfax ooh
Nut on her
a poptart
Pistol talk like Paul Blart
Wetter than a fresh shart
Get groceries like a shopping cart
And I break my back
Show me the carfax
I make shitty tracks
my dick
Better yet I'll just be quick
She threw her trunk back
Wheres the carfax
So I clean that shit like ajax
Made her feel a type way like
say he like to spoil me, I’m a real life brat (Life brat)
Ya man for everybody go and check the Carfax
And if it ain't at least a milli, I won't sign
gotta tax
Tax his ass like Carfax
You know I got the racks
Pull up it smell like thrax
Hop in the back get out
Don't get smacked
Nigga don't try
niggas out here financing the pussy no carfax
He don't know she still on a lease
Spring and summer I just let her go free
Fall-october know she belong
destined
Bitch check ya engine
Pluck strings like john lennon
Bitch i been winning
Check my carfax here
Plexiglass niggas
Got not contrast here
Mad... we
pimpin' I'm a mack her
You can check my carfax up
You gone need some back up
The dress is what I'm after
Riding through the city with the top down
Had
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