Buggin (feat. Marbie, SYNC & Rara)
Carter Z
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(Aye Carter Z You Going Too Crazy) Stepped up off a plane I been running Diamond shit, Necklace chain been too bussin' And me and lil' bro ain't been going out for nothing So why you done fold We ain't f*ck around with buddy Come round here buggin' Ain't walking down for nobody and honestly you funny If u test me get to dol on him And count up all blue hundreds If it's up then stuck bitch we just stick to thumbing Ain't walk in less I'm thuggin' No we don't go for nothin Clean work with a dirty shirt to leave it stainless She gone twerk drop down on her knees until she brainless Tried to get some clout for your gang and now you nameless Balling on some wade shit, this shit been getting crazy Yeah yeah what that's how we coming I just caught the opps down the block and now they running Rock Balenci down up to my sock that's how I'm stunting I was counting greens and fifties now I'm getting to the hundreds Why you tryna play up with me I'll blow it like it's nothing, damn Broke trap then I turned it rich cause it ain't shit Stand up when I talk my shit cause I can't sit Got my bands up swear to god can't worry bout no bitch yeah Stepped up off a plane I been running Diamond shit, Necklace chain been too bussin' And me and lil' bro ain't been going out for nothing So why you done fold We ain't f*ck around with buddy Come round here buggin' Ain't walking down for nobody and honestly you funny If u test me get to dol on him And count up all blue hundreds If it's up then stuck bitch we just stick to thumbing Ain't walk in less I'm thuggin' No we don't go for nothin Bah, these niggas talking Hit him head left that boy without his Noggin We been getting bread everyday ain't no stopping Come up to his door pussy boy ain't no knocking Yea, uh, I'm finna spazz off niggas talking crazy hit his head I'm finna blast off You ain't getting money bitch I'm standing in the cash zone If he f*ck around we gon' come and now your bag gone Put tag on him now that boy he made his last song Gang up in this bitch we smoking shit yea it's too strong Shooting on my pivot like I'm KD with that shot hoe Niggas talking crazy like I said you don't want war Nah Stepped up off a plane I been running Diamond shit, Necklace chain been too bussin' And me and lil' bro ain't been going out for nothing So why you done fold We ain't f*ck around with buddy Come round here buggin' Ain't walking down for nobody and honestly you funny If u test me get to dol on him And count up all blue hundreds If it's up then stuck bitch we just stick to thumbing Ain't walk in less I'm thuggin' No we don't go for nothin
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