Italian Puerto Rican mami
Says she rolls her R's better
How blondes get wet
Brunettes get wetter n I should let her
Treat me like a beat
N she me of course
A crazy ride
I'm here but I cut some ties
Made something shake
It even came with fries
Winners think I'm cocky
Losers think I should die
When u this live they pay u in dead guys
Way too many hoes
& u Gotta tell ur bitch bye
The heir before carter
That's rank
The bud in my Russian
That's dank
Pound came with a gun in it
Treat the trap like a monopoly
While she gobble me
They know its Brooklyn
It's regular where I gotta be
The ppl that are not here
Were not for me
I let that juice drip
Put that sauce on everything
Im bout my blue strips
Can't do no wedding ring
She said me or this
I remember our last kiss
Pictures that I'm painting
I need these colors to work like this
Keep it pimpin
These niggas be simpin
Had u has my corner stone
In everything Thats buildin
Ever had to change ur blue print
Let the song cry
Lose long ass snap streak
Let the love die
Keep it strong brah
Keep it strong brah
At least it's not the girl plug
N it's still raw
What's the baddest bitch
To a better bitch
I think I always told u this
But never showed u this
Appreciation from my generation
MOB
Late nights I be faded
All this weighs on me
Love don't cost a thing
Pain ain't free
& to stand next to me
I had to up the fee
It's a bad bitch
When a pussy comes for me
This not a contact sport
No not for me
She won't stop for you
But she on go for B
& I been
Who u think
I'm bout to be
Heir Carter - Not for Me Lyrics
Heir Carter - Not for Me Lyrics
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Italian Puerto Rican mami
Says she rolls her R's better
How blondes get wet
Brunettes get wetter n I should let her
Treat me like a beat
N she me of course
A crazy ride
I'm here but I cut some ties
Made something shake
It even came with fries
Winners think I'm cocky
Losers think I should die
When u this live they pay u in dead guys
Way too many hoes
& u Gotta tell ur bitch bye
The heir before carter
That's rank
The bud in my Russian
That's dank
Pound came with a gun in it
Treat the trap like a monopoly
While she gobble me
They know its Brooklyn
It's regular where I gotta be
The ppl that are not here
Were not for me
I let that juice drip
Put that sauce on everything
Im bout my blue strips
Can't do no wedding ring
She said me or this
I remember our last kiss
Pictures that I'm painting
I need these colors to work like this
Keep it pimpin
These niggas be simpin
Had u has my corner stone
In everything Thats buildin
Ever had to change ur blue print
Let the song cry
Lose long ass snap streak
Let the love die
Keep it strong brah
Keep it strong brah
At least it's not the girl plug
N it's still raw
What's the baddest bitch
To a better bitch
I think I always told u this
But never showed u this
Appreciation from my generation
MOB
Late nights I be faded
All this weighs on me
Love don't cost a thing
Pain ain't free
& to stand next to me
I had to up the fee
It's a bad bitch
When a pussy comes for me
This not a contact sport
No not for me
She won't stop for you
But she on go for B
& I been
Who u think
I'm bout to be
Says she rolls her R's better
How blondes get wet
Brunettes get wetter n I should let her
Treat me like a beat
N she me of course
A crazy ride
I'm here but I cut some ties
Made something shake
It even came with fries
Winners think I'm cocky
Losers think I should die
When u this live they pay u in dead guys
Way too many hoes
& u Gotta tell ur bitch bye
The heir before carter
That's rank
The bud in my Russian
That's dank
Pound came with a gun in it
Treat the trap like a monopoly
While she gobble me
They know its Brooklyn
It's regular where I gotta be
The ppl that are not here
Were not for me
I let that juice drip
Put that sauce on everything
Im bout my blue strips
Can't do no wedding ring
She said me or this
I remember our last kiss
Pictures that I'm painting
I need these colors to work like this
Keep it pimpin
These niggas be simpin
Had u has my corner stone
In everything Thats buildin
Ever had to change ur blue print
Let the song cry
Lose long ass snap streak
Let the love die
Keep it strong brah
Keep it strong brah
At least it's not the girl plug
N it's still raw
What's the baddest bitch
To a better bitch
I think I always told u this
But never showed u this
Appreciation from my generation
MOB
Late nights I be faded
All this weighs on me
Love don't cost a thing
Pain ain't free
& to stand next to me
I had to up the fee
It's a bad bitch
When a pussy comes for me
This not a contact sport
No not for me
She won't stop for you
But she on go for B
& I been
Who u think
I'm bout to be
Writer: Kiplin Bethune
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