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 f*cks
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
CEOwen - UPS (feat. CarteltheVamp) Lyrics
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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 f*cks
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
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 f*cks
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
Writer: CarteltheVamp , CEOwen
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid