[Intro]
Uh, uh (Cash Carti)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Zone 3 in this motherfucker)
(Money bags)
(2900, nigga, uh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Money bags, money bags)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Splur)
(Yeah, yeah, 29, yeah, yeah)
Cash Carti, yeah, uh, yeah
Cash Carti, ayy, Carti (Bitch, bitch)
Cash Carti, uh, uh (We in this motherfucker, nigga)
(Money bags)
(Yeah)
(What?)
[Verse]
I came off the porch with a duffle bag, uh, uh
Trap house, bathroom filled with cash, uh
And my loud blunts pressure pack, flippin' gas
Easter pink, sippin' slow, my life too fast (My life too fast)
My life a gamble, uh (Gamble)
Just like rolling dice (Just like rolling dice)
And this life so fast, uh (My life so fast)
You can die tonight, uh
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
I pulled in a foreign, uh
My old ho so boring, uh
Got another foreign
Pints and ozs (Yeah)
Ain't scarеd of no police
I said these niggas don't know mе (Yeah)
These niggas, they owe me (Yeah)
I ball like Ginóbili (Yeah, swish)
I won't cop no Rollie (Yeah)
Loadin' my 40 (Yeah)
We takin' his forty (Yeah)
[Outro]
(Ayy)
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