Carti

[Intro]

Uh, let's go outside and play

I wanna go outside and play

I wanna go and play in the street, nigga, haha

[Verse]

Uh, spit it for the street, Griselda, we be the voices

Niggas rob and sell dope, they ain't have too many choices

Rock a Rollie on my left wrist, comfortable in a Royce

Pull up to the sea bar order a hundred oysters

My name in the class with the Eminems and the Royces

That's why I don't respond to you rap niggas, it's pointless

I keep my hammer close, I'm blicking it if I point it

Put tools in your mouth like a dentist, make your appointment

Go 'head and take a crack at me like I ain't got the strap with me

Grimiest of all time, and ain't no coming after me

My young boys'll whack for me

But I'll still pop a nigga, pull up on May, Fredo put this in the stash for me

Catch me in New York, riding through, 20 racks on me

Feeling real comfy, Lord Flee he gon' spaz for me

Call my niggas Fast Life I know he got the gas for me

Paris OG, he said he 'bout to bring a half for me

Not too many niggas in the game is a match for me

Face paralyzed, still nobody out rapping me

Grimiest of all, nah, I'm the illest actually

Keep the MAC with me in case these niggas try jacking me

It started as a robbery, but lead to a homi

The lead in the shottie, knocked his head from his body

I jumped back in my shit and sped in the Masi'

Let you forever sleep, that's a dead nigga hobby

I should have my own XXL cover, the spooky issue

I'm way too official, fuck a drum, now I spit cruiser missiles

Knock a limb off your body like a bazooka hit you

We nothing alike if you don't shoot your pistol

Them fuck niggas is goofy with you

I don't trust a soul, it be your own homies that plot to move against you

Set you up, wet you up, I can't let 'em catch me bruh

That's why I keep the heckler tucked

The hardest out is definitely us

Gx, uh, FR, AK's, the TECs and stuff

The MACs and all the extra stuff, you niggas get your vestes up

Get above your neck hit up, Griselda 'til the death of us

30 shots'll mess you up, mortician dress you up, ahhh