CAROL OF THE SHELLS ft. RioTheMenace Lyrics

We almost at the 25th

D on his 4th oz, that nigga smoking 20 5ths

10 bitches in the room, Rio counted 20 tits

Or maybe 18 cause Emily wear silicone

You talking confident for someone who was never on

Have her learning new shit, cause now she's hooping with the pros

Warning shot make him stand up, these are not jokes

Gut shot make him sit down, legs pins and needles

That's not me that's with the heater

I'm the rapper, he the demon

I'm the king, he the beacon

I'm the pastor, he the deacon

He gon move without a reason

If I tell him move

Automatically, he's in agreement

So I know I gotta keep him

Nigga free him

It's the season of giving, why don't y'all give me back my nigga

One night with the gang, turn a angel to a sinner

It's no wonder that her man don't want a girls night out

Christmas tree before bed, we gon knock his light out

The way she sliding on the balls, it got her wet, wipe out

She could use both hands like she calling time out

What's the time tho?

Call her soprano, she hit the high notes

Vamanos, I'm off the bottle

Don't call the 5-0

Represado, I'm seeing Shiloh

Wild, I'm going psycho, we brothers by code

Side note, I'm the best that's in the game

I wouldn't lie, no

God damn it, I wouldn't lie, no

Damn, uh

He ain't lying tho

With my niggas, if we go he go, we ride or die bros

Why that girl keep acting like my bitch, she ain't mine tho

Side note, it's a couple ones I left behind tho

Fuck, but you know I had to do it

Niggas trippin, send a bullet never missing, I be shooting

Going toe to toe, my niggas stay on go, we never losing

See you with your bitch, I look into her eyes and see she choosing

My bad, that's that charm of the lightskin

When you got it how I got it, boy there ain't no point in fighting

But don't get it twisted, I'm still boxing niggas cause I like it

Let me tell you about this time the other week, man I'm excited

I don't usually be dissing, so let's take this on the whim

Pussy niggas talking shit and he got slapped up out the gym

Man that nigga weak as fuck I don't know why he think he him

Had to put him in his place, he lucky I ain't wear my timbs

Cause bitch I'm never defeated, never been even, only winning

Niggas never believed it till they see the bullets was spinning

I got the flow and the lyrics, I promise that nothing missing

We will flash off on your block with all the lights like Merry Christmas

Main bitch tweaking, cut her off, I'm tired of waiting

Hit the plug and we meeting, we sorting out our arrangements

Fuck, if he talking crazy, get to flaming

My nigga still little, but he gon shoot like Calvin Cambridge