Shooting at the opps

Yo, Pierre You wanna come out here?

Shooting at the opps, cause I run they block

Gimme top top, in my drop top

All these hoes gon' flock flock, when I drop drop x3

Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!

All these hoes want cash, all these hoes want bags

******* on yo *****, uh I'm her dad

All these ****** sound like cash, sound like cash

I'm a soldier, damn I thought I told you

Shootin' like a soldier like I'm from Magnolia

All these ******, all these foes

Big bank, never fold

Sippin, ac, man that **** slow me

******* on me, say she like my clothes

I'm in London, Young Carti global

Designer is on me, call it dirty laundry

All these ******* want Young Carti

Young Carti, yeah

Young Carti, young Carti what

Young Carti, young Carti yeah

All of your ******* they loose, all of your ******* they loose

All of my ******* is rich

And they stay rockin' that Rick huh

Rich *****

Cash Carti *****

Rich *****

Got a rich clique, she suckin' on the clique

She suckin' on the ****

Give that hoe a tip, told her buy some kicks

Then I brush my teeth, pop up in a whip

Glocky in the whip x2

And I'm cocky, ******' on a thotty

She just wanna top me

***** can't stop me

I'm riding in a Mase, this ain't even my Mase

Oh that's not yo thotty? Yo ***** look like a Aunty

Walked in with Ashanti

Damn that look like Carti, Damn that look like Carti

I think dat be Young Carti

Heard he spent a hunnid on a ******* watch piece

That's filthy

In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock

Running from an opp, then I shoot at opp

And I'm on the block, and I'm on the block

In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock

Hide in my sock, selling that rerock

In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock

Use to sell rerock, running from the cops

Shooting at the opps

Yo, Pierre You wanna come out here?