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lirik lagu liyah red - carter (drive by)

[verse 1: jenn carter]
when i got me some ice, all the thooties went nuts (like)
like, b~tch on my body, wan’ f~ck with a stud (like)
and my wrist like her coochie the way that it flood (grrah)
all this money, i’m feelin’ corrupt (it’s carter, d~ckhead)
don’t give me dap, you not my mud, like, grrah
b~tch, i’m on timin’, ain’t sh~t to discuss (d~mn)
and they mention my name ’cause they know i got buzzin’, grrah (grrah, grrah, boom)

[verse 2: liyah red]
bein’ a gangster
that don’t prove sh~t
you could be a p~ssy on my arouse sh~t
i can’t call myself that, it’s on bullsh~t
i can fight, just make sure you don’t do sh~t
they mention my sister name
like a drive by
carter, carter, tell thеm we ain’t scared
i’m shootin’ the pеlt
i’m a thot, a baddie, i get what i please
you’re lackin’ behind the team
he grab my jatt after i make him mad
b~tch you can’t have what i sees
n~gga a munch after i tell him i’m sad
but for real, i hit on friendlier jabs
carter, you just proved we ain’t mad
[chorus]
b~tch, i’ma tweak (b~tch, i’ma tweak)
and the opps, they popped, like (and the opps, they popped)
i got a freak (i got a freak)
like, bad b~tch, put the knock in her sock (put the knock in her sock)
that boy a baby, let him sleep, like
they gon’ rap what they not (grrah)
if he think that he crazy, he a dweeb
like, b~tch, i’m with kr da g, grrah
it’s a million thots who could give me some box (what the f~ck?)
b~bbl body or not
like, real love, i don’t get it a lot
(big pole on my—), no dancer
we in bamaz with multiple hammers (bamaz)
like, bro throw it back like a camera
and we takin’ the top off, no cancer (b~tch)

[verse 3: kyle richh]
gotta shake up the sprite every time that i’m pourin’ it up (like, d~mn)
money, i got more than enough
how is you dissin’, can’t show me a buck? (b~tch)
can’t lie, i don’t give a f~ck
i might pop out the cut, throw three out the truck
tried~tried to run, but he ran out of luck
like, new opp, f~ck, i’m f~cked (f~ck, i’m—)
[verse 3: jenn carter]
b~tch, i’m off the d’usse (i’m off the d’usse)
need a driver, i’m losin’ my screws
go swiss that v, throw three at his crew (throw three at his crew), like
he wanted fame, now that boy on the news (now that boy on the news)
b~tch, i’m the don and i’m sippin’ on julio (sippin’ on what?)
thooties in tune like i’m startin’ a [?] (it’s carter, d~ckhead), like
and i still keep a toolie though
n~ggas ain’t mention my name for the views
[verse 4: kyle richh, tata & jenn carter]
i got blues, but i don’t got a clue
who really love me? i do not know who
who gonna run on me? who gonna shoot?
who gonna tell on me? who gonna boom?
i’m on his body, no tattoos
why my name in they mouth? no cashew
like, i’m froze, i’m stuck, no statue (grrah)
like, put the g to his face, now he fragile, grrah (four~one shots to the head, b~tch)

[verse 5: tata]
and if he talk on my gang, he won’t do it again (he won’t do it again)
ebk, b~tch, i’m standin’ on ten (standin’ on ten)
wa~wa~watch how the b~tches call me ben (ayy)
how the dummy gon’ duck? put the beam on his head (ayy)
grrah, and i got the baddies, they tryna get bent (tryna get bent)
and you know the thooties wanna party with jenn (wanna party with jenn)
i be in the coochie, i might nut on her bed, like (nut on her—)
like, i’m tryna see which b~tch i’ma hit next, like (grrah, grrah, boom)
grrah, and i’m tryna see which thootie i’ma choose (one, two)
all the b~tches look thick [?] (word to bro)
if she pretty enough, i let her wear my chain
and if she do it good, i take her to the moon (take her to the movies)
if he run into me, he doomed (boom)
if i see ~~~~, i boom (grrt, boom)
if he get in the way, then he gettin’ hit too
they don’t know i snuck in with the deuce in my shoe (d~mn)
and right now, i’m chillin’ with the deuce in the booth (word to bro)
n~gga, i’m tryna smoke me a ~~~~ (ah, ah)
n~gga, i’m tryna roll up the ~~~~
n~gga, you wanna die with him too? (ah)
like, why they be all on my d~ck?
i get money and all of my n~ggas up top
n~ggas droppin’ diss tracks on christmas (what the f~ck?)
what the f~ck? your mans just died

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