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RECVR
by Cartier Jacob
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Yea, Cartier
Gutta
Might fuck her wit no rubber
Ona mission okay
Think I miss her, no way
Steady switching them lanes
Today ina wraith
Took a flight from the bay
Bad bitch wanna stay
I told her no way
I just want that pretty face
I just want that pretty face
Like anyways
Got plenty cake
Bad bitch she got plenty taste
Might paint her face
Then do the race
I'm rocking shit
I'm popping shit
Hit rodeo man I'm copping shit
Judo flip I'm chopping shit
She love me I got options bitch
I came from out the gutta
Might fuck her wit no rubber
Rocking Undercover
I do this for my mother
She wanna be my lover
But I can not just lover her
I stay wit my bruddas
Too much drugs I gotta recover
Lil o got that new pint like fuck it I might crack the seal
I just need some millions fuck a label I'm like what's the deal
She faithful and she keep it real
No cleats but I be ina field
Pop a pill
2 shots to his face call that shit overkill
I keep it real
Free my cousin Quincy hope he get appealed
Can't even feel got numb to that pain man I can't even feel
No pain I just got numb to the pain
Cartier going Insane
Explain Holon lemme explain
Johnny dang for the new chain
Johnny dang for the new chain
I just got numb to the pain
Explain Holon lemme explain
I stay wit the gang
Go bang gotta new choppa go bang
Cartier going insane
N*ggas can't stop me
I pop me Molly
Like fuck it, I just be geeked out my body
She sucking it sloppy
Got me feeling godly
Like fuck it
All these lil n*ggas gone copy
Might up it
shooting shit right at his brain
Don't tuck it neva gone tuck my chain
She calling my phone all she do is complain
Ina rain whipping a digital dash
Fuck it ima keep stacking this cash
I love it foreign bitch wit a fat ass
Above it balling above the rim
Man you fuck n*ggas know that I'm him
You not my brudda bitch u not my ken
I can't go broke again
Putting shit on I might spend me like ten
I came from out the gutta
Might fuck her wit no rubber
Rocking Undercover
I do this for my mother
She wanna be my lover
But I can not just lover her
I stay wit my bruddas
Too much drugs I gotta recover
Yea, Cartier
Gutta
Might fuck her wit no rubber
Ona mission okay
Think I miss her, no way
Steady switching them lanes
Today ina wraith
Took a flight from the bay
Bad bitch wanna stay
I told her no way
I just want that pretty face
I just want that pretty face
Like anyways
Got plenty cake
Bad bitch she got plenty taste
Might paint her face
Then do the race
I'm rocking shit
I'm popping shit
Hit rodeo man I'm copping shit
Judo flip I'm chopping shit
She love me I got options bitch
I came from out the gutta
Might fuck her wit no rubber
Rocking Undercover
I do this for my mother
She wanna be my lover
But I can not just lover her
I stay wit my bruddas
Too much drugs I gotta recover
Lil o got that new pint like fuck it I might crack the seal
I just need some millions fuck a label I'm like what's the deal
She faithful and she keep it real
No cleats but I be ina field
Pop a pill
2 shots to his face call that shit overkill
I keep it real
Free my cousin Quincy hope he get appealed
Can't even feel got numb to that pain man I can't even feel
No pain I just got numb to the pain
Cartier going Insane
Explain Holon lemme explain
Johnny dang for the new chain
Johnny dang for the new chain
I just got numb to the pain
Explain Holon lemme explain
I stay wit the gang
Go bang gotta new choppa go bang
Cartier going insane
N*ggas can't stop me
I pop me Molly
Like fuck it, I just be geeked out my body
She sucking it sloppy
Got me feeling godly
Like fuck it
All these lil n*ggas gone copy
Might up it
shooting shit right at his brain
Don't tuck it neva gone tuck my chain
She calling my phone all she do is complain
Ina rain whipping a digital dash
Fuck it ima keep stacking this cash
I love it foreign bitch wit a fat ass
Above it balling above the rim
Man you fuck n*ggas know that I'm him
You not my brudda bitch u not my ken
I can't go broke again
Putting shit on I might spend me like ten
I came from out the gutta
Might fuck her wit no rubber
Rocking Undercover
I do this for my mother
She wanna be my lover
But I can not just lover her
I stay wit my bruddas
Too much drugs I gotta recover
