UPS ft. CarteltheVamp Lyrics

Yeah huh aye, I'm in dis bitch wit my bro CartelThaVamp,

I got my shooters posted up, UPS Stamps, uh,

Hoes they running wild, sound a lot like crazy fans,

Hit my phone about some sorry, we can never make amends,

Im in dat Rarri, the Ferrari, nah I didn't take the bens,

This the one that got the roof, cause Danteee took its topless twin,

She come over, she get naughty, someone jot her on the list,

I'm still rapping (wrapping) like a holiday, but I'm done giving out gifts

To these hoes

To these bitches

I swim in gold

And count my riches

Got a room like Scrooge McDucks

I swear to god my whole squad swim in

I don't ever give no fucks

But his hoe yearning for a fixing

That hoe itching to get wild

Joking round, okay I'm fibbing, I been kidding since a child

Choppa cook him like a Slim Jim, could be extra hot or mild

Cuban yellow like Bart Simpson, truck got spikes like bro hairstyle on the side of it

Lil bro hysterical

We clown that boy in spite of him

Nike wit my bank, them checks come in they always right, not left

I smack on her cake, and then I tuck her in goodnight wit dick

Know I keep the drake, could prolly get a deal with Sprite lil bitch

Yeah huh aye, I'm in dis bitch wit my bro CartelThaVamp,

I got my shooters posted up, UPS Stamps, uh,

Hoes they running wild, sound a lot like crazy fans,

Hit my phone about some sorry, we can never make amends,

Im in dat Rarri, the Ferrari, nah I didn't take the bens,

This the one that got the roof, cause Danteee took its topless twin,

She come over, she get naughty, someone jot her on the list,

I'm still rapping (wrapping) like a holiday, but I'm done giving out gifts

Im stepping in with my crocs, I'm making em damp

Your bitch be sucking my noodle we making a movie lady and the vamp

I'm turning shit up like I'm popping a wheeley then flip shit when I hit the ramp

Cartel Pastrana ripping the track this is you getting smacked by the champ

My chain chomp

Amos Moses the way I hit his ass with a stomp

They think I had aim bot

Johnson & Johnson my shooters only take one shot

Like Funko you getting popped

Hometown Buffet like I got Too much on my plate

She say she ain't a Juggalo until I paint her face

No madonna but I'm happy off the blunt I celebrate

Had CEOwen approve the days, I sent your bitch on holiday

Yeah huh aye, I'm in dis bitch wit my bro CartelThaVamp,

I got my shooters posted up, UPS Stamps, uh,

Hoes they running wild, sound a lot like crazy fans,

Hit my phone about some sorry, we can never make amends,

Im in dat Rarri, the Ferrari, nah I didn't take the bens,

This the one that got the roof, cause Danteee took its topless twin,

She come over, she get naughty, someone jot her on the list,

I'm still rapping (wrapping) like a holiday, but I'm done giving out gifts