Carter Iii // Barter 6

I came from the bottom like a bunch of dead fish I might put three pointers on my fuckin
Wrist I'ma put it in her mouth, beverage, I'ma be at her throat like her necklace
Runnin' I run it like fitness Not grantin' all of you hoes wishes
Swear that they made me vicious They just so malicious
I know they intendin' to assassinate my character They gon' be mad when they see me lift that
Patek up AI couldn't feel this good
Ain't tryna chop it up, y'all just some wood Run up on 'em, wish you would
Sit down at the chair with a cigar like I'm Suge Bitch, I'm always fly nah, your wings don't work
Ayy, no Witzki, but I'm shootin' like Dirk I'm just rollin' some purp, she rollin' off of that
Perc up Money growin' on the table, this soil not dirt
I'm sippin' purple crush, no more adrenaline rush Like a balloon she bust, a bad bitch come in clutch
I'm livin' like a rockstar, playin' with that G string like I know guitar
I put it in her guts, it's money over lust I get head like a brush, but Benji's all I trust
I'm bout' to build a building and build a building inside of that
I'll be right back, I'm bout' to go count this cash
AI couldn't feel this good
Ain't tryna chop it up, y'all just some wood Run up on 'em, wish you would
Sit down at the chair with a cigar like I'm Suge Bitch, I'm always fly nah, your wings don't work
Ayy, no Witzki, but I'm shootin' like Dirk I'm just rollin' some purp, she rollin' off of that
Perc up Money growin' on the table, this soil not dirt