Cartier

[Verse 1]

Catch you slipping with them all white Buffies

Take that like Puffy

I'll leave a nigga with some shit stains

Leave blood stains all on them wood frames

Catch you slipping with your feet up

Nigga, fuck that, even beat your bitch up

Catch you walking 'round North Lyn with Ye's on

Run up on her, snatch those, now they gone

I can get 400 for these wire frames

Fresh out the box, no scratches, mayne

Real deal, dog, no fake shit

Transition lens, nigga take shit

Seen a nigga with them old school Mayfairs

Caught a two piece, at the state fair

Seen a nigga at the Coney with some ice in him

Now the doctor tryna put some fucking life in him

That's how it is in the city of the motor

Where a nigga doing what he gotta do to get a quarter

Dime, nickle, penny, automatic, semi

Catch a nigga with them Cartiers and I'm like "Gimme!"

That's why we four deep in this Regal

Banging "Rock Bottom", dirty Desert Eagle

Finna hit the club, you know what's up

You got some Cartiers, you getting fucked up

[Hook]

And we going in the party and we snatching niggas Carty's

I say we going in the party and we snatching niggas Carty's

We going in the party and we snatching niggas Carty's

[Verse 2]

I seen a pair of woods, 22 hundred

I seen a nigga with 'em, I told that nigga run it

I leave a nigga dalmatian for them Malmaisons

For them Rosewoods, roses where you stood

And I think them wood frames better on me

Sold 'em for six, coulda got a G

You think you real, G? That heater on your ass

Lose your life over Cartier glasses

I'm where you get caved over shades

Wood on your caskets, flower on your graves

You think 'em wire frames shining?

I'll be at the pawn shop before this rhyme end

And I'm 'bout to get cake

Come to find out that this nigga glasses was fake

It's all good, G, it's aight

That's why I'm 'bout to hit the club tonight