Carti Flow Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I need a dub

Aye, rest in peace to Bray Wyatt

Wha Wha

Yeah, I keep a stick

Yeah, I keep a Choppa too

They ask me where my pain I leave it in the booth

And I don't give a fuck, and I swear that that's the truth

And if he talkin shit he'll end up on a noose

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, got one wit dis huh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, wha Wha

Yeah, I keep a stick

Yeah, I keep a Choppa too

I got my blick

And I put that on my bitch

Yeah, if you snitch

I don't really play that shit

Yeah the cops are here

Boutta load my fucking clip

Wha, yeah, yeah, yeah

I got some lean about to, take a sip

Yeah, I got your hoe in front of me

She asking for my dick

Yeah, but she ugly so I got a dip

And I can't fuck a Opps bitch

Cause when I turn around she snitch

And for the last time

I am not a crip

I don't even do any of that gang shit

Yeah, I've been working too hard

On this music shit to let it flop

Yeah, wha, wha

Yeah, yeah, gotta banger wit

Ayy, uh

Can't fuck a Opp bih

Yeah, wha, wha

Yeah, fa, fa

Ayy, wha, wha

Wha, wha

Yeah, yeah, fuck bitch, fuck bitch

Fuck bitch, fuck bitch

Yeah, I keep a stick

Yeah, I keep a choppa too

Yeah they ask me where my pain at

I leave it in the booth

And I don't give a fuck

And I swear, that that's the truth

And if he talkin shit

He'll end up on a noose

I keep a stick

Yeah, I keep a choppa too

Yeah they ask me where my pain at

I leave it in the booth

And I don't give a fuck

And I swear, that's the truth

And if he talkin shit

He'll end up on a noose