Marnz Malone - Chy Cartiers Adlibs (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Marnz Malone - Chy Cartiers Adlibs (en) Lyrics
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Take me in your arms tonight
Somebody, take me in your
arms tonight, yeah
Somebody, take me in your arms tonight
Cowboy spinner and I got
it from a rapper friend
Same night, Folkz made it slap at them
He heard Chy Cartier's ad-libs,
that's bap, bap and bap again
Since then, I ain't heard
no chat again
Yo, this weren't no accident,
I run it up like Mo Farah
You know, I go nala, I fill
up this whole ladder
Sent the car to go grab her, wait,
I'm 'bout to go madder
Bro don't do graffiti, but believe
me, he's a known tagger
Running through these bands,
need a bigger bucket list
I don't want no drama but won't
hesitatе to up the blick
Double M but nine doublе-M's
when I stuff the clip
He'd still be alive right now if he
just done this, that's insane
I done years on that blue
mat, my back's in pain
This money got a hella
niggas acting strange
Like, just because I rap now,
the facts are changed
I still got packs of 'caine,
still got waps for days
Still got jakes on my tail,
I'm off the map with, shh
Still got tricks up my sleeve,
might drop my track with, shh
And if you don't know my name
then go and ask your bae
Twenty-five thousand
if you want a verse
I don't want that slow shit,
I want the one that skrrs
Bro, I brought my mum a purse,
it came with her initials in
I was going servery, now
it's five-star Michelin
Ayy, bro, you listening, you
see how my shit glistening?
I'm Muslim but if he reaches for
it then I'll christen him
Strip club, eating chicken wings,
she told me to stick it in
The clip went viral like when bro
and them was clipping him
I'm missing in the wind,
I put my foot down
Was locked up, one hot meal, changed
their outlook, nigga, look now
They threw the book at me, I'm getting
booked now, I'm good now
Shut down everything then pushed out
Airport scanner and I got
it from a trapper mate
Ran a few tests, now I'm patterned
when I pack a case
Baby bells in the plastic but
I ain't packing lunch
Upgrade the glee with the switch,
call it Pack-a-Punch
Tryna write bars in the stu
when I'm with Marnz
But cash wanna talk, trapper
me, I can't help myself
Got M's put away, music can't
put me on a shelf
Paranoid and on point, I love
it, I've got mental health
Airport, diplomatic fast
track patternings
My OG's are snatching souls, my
YG's are snatching chains
Scrap the Golf, buy a pack, cunch
time, catching trains
Had cream smoke to the chest
or downtown smacking veins
We move random so there
ain't no catching me
She's business based, selling pussy,
me, I just smack it free
Before you put a wap down, you
gotta go and slap a tree
And wartime ain't a joke so make
sure you're stacking P
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