CARBON TOO SWOLE

Gotta get right to the shit, gotta get right to the bitch

The ice is too cold, n***a I went to go ice out my wrist

The carbon too swole, I had to go extend the clip

You don't need to know, but you know a n***a like me, you know that I hit

Man I'm lethal with that bitch, don't need a license with this shit

Got the money on my wrist, I threw the money on that bitch

Threw the money on that bitch, threw the money on that bitch

Adidas tracksuit, his nose runny in that bitch

I ain't even like the cold this snow bunny on my shit

She all up on that,