The Carter lyrics

by

Rick Ross


[Intro: Shy Glizzy]
Yeah
Young Jefe, holmes
Elijah
GG
Shinners
Oh

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
It's 2018, but we trappin’ like the '80s
And I'ma drive you crazy, I’m a dope boy, baby
I promise if I want you, then you gonna be my lady
And baby if I f*ck you, you might want to have a baby
When it come to money, yeah, I used to have a problem
I had a single mom, she said I acted like my father
Streets what I was watchin', so I turned into a robber
b*tch, skills no dollar, Shy be jumpin' like the Carter, uh

[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
On my way to B-More and I'm ridin' with a K
Long live 30 30, that's forever and a day
Slidin' through the west, they say that's Jefe and they wave
Shout out Scoota, up next
b*tch, we live from the A
b*tch you got your nerve, oh, you must ain’t heard
My hittas like The Purge, they just waitin’ on the word
Ain't mean to say I love you, you just had me on the verge
Now I’m scurtin' off like Tino when I hit you with that curve
[Pre-Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
Gone salute me, or gone shoot me
She said that this a new me, but she really never knew me
I know n*ggas had millions but they ended up like Pookie
Might be too hood for Hollywood, but my life is a movie

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
It's 2018, but we trappin' like the ’80s
And I'ma drive you crazy, I'm a dope boy, baby
I promise if I want you, then you gonna be my lady
And baby if I f*ck you, you might want to have a baby
When it come to money, yeah, I used to have a problem
I had a single mom, she said I acted like my father
Streets what I was watchin', so I turned into a robber
b*tch, skills no dollar, Shy be jumpin' like the Carter, uh

[Verse 2: YBS Skola]
In DC coolin' with GG
This Colt 3 pass me the Gushers
It's the way that we be shinin'
Got them bad ones wanting to f*ck us
Walk in just me and Vicky, no security, who gone touch us
Keep runnin' up them bands, so allergic to you busters
Hollerin' 30 30 and Scoota and Truz
I know they smilin' down
A lot of n*ggas turned they back on me
And just don't turn back around
I see four-five lemon squeeze, don't reach for that Rollie Crown
All this lean probably gone f*ck up my kidneys, I need to slow it down
I just stand tall
Tryna get these Ms like John Wall
Get ate up on a jail call
Gotta make sure my mans ball
Five deep and we can't fall
All my n*ggas dope boys
Came up off of straight raw
Middle of the summer
Have you ever seen this snow fall
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
It's 2018, but we trappin' like the '80s
And I'ma drive you crazy, I'm a dope boy, baby
I promise if I want you, then you gonna be my lady
And baby if I f*ck you, you might want to have a baby
When it come to money, yeah, I used to have a problem
I had a single mom, she said I acted like my father
Streets what I was watchin', so I turned into a robber
b*tch, skills no dollar, Shy be jumpin' like the Carter, uh
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