Runaway to Vegas

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Jarad Carter

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Turn the AC down, we some eskimos
Got some ladies laying 'round so, no need for extra clothes
She shake it, shake it all year
Cashapp on every post
Max out on the Apple card
Hit the bank up after dark
Yesterday she saying that her favorite man is Adin Ross
And today she woke up faded
She saying I sound like Jay or Nas
Next day she complain 'bout her payments so I go pay 'em off
Next day she want Maison Margiela, I make her say the cost
Put away the fragrance, get naked, I make her take it off (yeah)
Runaway to Vegas, put "Poker Face" on the playlist
If I play this shit for Blaine, he gone pay me before the bass hits
Yeah 'cause there ain't no debating I'm making the flow contagious
Turned a raisin to a grape, been training for it for ages
Woke up late, it's one o' eight in the PM, lemme check my DMs (shit)
Blue checks with greetings
Sayin shit like "hey nice to meet you"
Okay but hey what's the reason you hitting me up on this evening?
He said he got eighty grams of reefer
to smoke away by the weekend, okay
Whenever it burn out
F*ck how it turn out
Hitting a burn out
F*ck how it turn out
F*ck how it turn out
Whenever it turn out
Hitting the burn out
F*ck how it turn out
Okay let's runaway to Vegas, J Carter all on the playlist
Interchanging the phrases in case the PD come chase us
Okay but basically I'm pacing to be the greatest in my nation
So let's face em' (yeah)
Talking 'bout the muhfuckin' blunts that's in rotation, (yeah)
Talking 'bout the muhfuckin' blunts that's in rotation and that's verbatim (yeah)
Talking 'bout these muhfuckas thinking they balling like Jayson and I'm really Tatum (yeah)
Talking 'bout these muhfuckas hatin'
Keepin my mind on my money, adjacent
Shit, it don't matter if I spend the whole paystub
Imma still make it right back when I say so
Hit it like Doja Cat, make a hoe run it back to me
No bap, one take, that's blasphemy
We in April, yeah this where the Masters be
And ESPN ain't taxing me yet
No TSA lane, no bag to be checked
Hop off a plane then we step to a jet
Checkers to chess, a rookie to vet
Had to compress (yeah yeah)
Hop out the hotbox
Two steps now I'm gone playin' hopscotch
When it's all said and done, need to cop scotch
For my girl when it's back to la casa
Killin' every single verse, need the cops called
And the first thing I tell 'em when the car starts
Is to never f*ck around with a rockstar
Only twenty years old but a hot shot
(it's J Carter)
Whenever it burn out
F*ck how it turn out
Hitting a burn out
F*ck how it turn out
F*ck how it turn out
Whenever it turn out
Hitting the burn out
F*ck how it turn out

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