CARTIER Lyrics

Fuck is you talking about? It's Six

Yuh

They get wet every time Six up on the set

(Every time that nigga on the set)

And them blues steady dripping Cartier

Yuh

Know them blues, Azul, Cartier

Aye

Yuh

They get wet every time Six up on the set

(Damn)

You should be the move only blues Cartier

Shawty tell em what to do I don't want to interfere

(only speak to blues on my chain Cartier)

They get wet every time Six up on the

Six up on the set

And them blues steady dripping Cartier

Aye

Look

She call another shot, but that's why that that bitch is scary

Take another shot, but I can't stop it, it's like Mary

Not the bloody one, 101, lot of guns tucked

Inside of that Ferragamo, know I got that drum tucked

Aye shorty

Please to meet you, but I'm tryna meet your body

I could show you around the crib while walking in hoes being naughty

Nice fine, bitch, I thought my hoe finally found me

How I'm supposed to know that hoe will leave, and say she doubt me

Bitch a clout fien

Substance incarceration found me

Got the devil on my shoulder, clean shit up just like it's downy

Nice, fine, bitch, I thought my hoe finally found me

How I'm supposed to know that hoe will leave, and say she doubt me

Bitch a clout fien

(Clout Fien)

Aye

Might get a Glock 10, I turn up on that spot, I get a lot

(I get a lot)

It's the drop top on the Benz, that's all I want

'Cause her new nigga, probably got the same shit, but in stock

'Cause her new nigga, probably been a lame all from the start

Since I came up from the bottom, I done lost a bad bitch

Only fuck wit savages

Nigga, they some 10's so

They call me the bandit

Shit I lose a hoe then steal her friend

Get some head

Walk it off then spin it back then hit again

Then hit again

Ayy, look, they call me a savage, cause I only fuck with 10s

They get wet every time Six up on the set

And them blues steady drippin' Cartier

She call another shot, but that's why that that bitch is scary

Take another shot, but I can't stop it, it's like Mary

Not the bloody one, 101, lot of guns tucked

Inside of that Ferragamo, know I got that drum tucked

Aye shorty

Please to meet you, but I'm tryna meet your body

I could show you around the crib while walking in hoes being naughty

If I walk up in that bitch, that hoe gon' know way 'round the booth

Ain't no Chrisean

Fuck it up

Might just lose a tooth

They know it's Six up on that mothafuckin' melody

Aye yo century, I might just be your mothafuckin' remedy

For what

You ain't know me, bitch, you only know them funds

Shit, I think she locked in, I'll fuck

I like Glock 10's, my bitch been locked in, I might get a lot then

I get clocked in, them niggas tight, but still been kicking rocks then

Off of Roxanne, my niggas turnt but they ain't get a lot then

I might turn up on that bitch, them niggas blitzing out that spot then for what?