GLOCK 19 (feat. C.A.N.T.)

I took yo bitch to Haiti, I'm tryna f*ck yo lady, uh Pulling up in a Mercedes, Wondering why they hate me, uh Oh, cuz I make more paper? And cuz I get more bitches? I got a Glock 19, yeah, it's sittin' up under my britches I feel like a rockstar in 2023 I just told my mama that one day they gonna see Hoe it's ILN, cuz I love my Ecstasy Is it love or is it drugs? Tell me which of those you seek I just flooded out my neck Yeah, that shit on Tsunami Bout to have like 30 million by the time I'm 17 No, my bitch never gon' leave me cuz she's dripped out in Celine Hoe my cup, first name is Carti cuz it's a whole lot of red 20 sum shots up in the head and now you dead I've been off these narcotics, I'm in slo-mo, peep my movement I speak bad bitch language, I be rizzin' hella fluent I've been up, I've been on, huh Yeah, yo mom just peeped my song, huh Imma stunt, Imma flaunt, huh She be all up on my bod, huh I'm finna get this cash, then talk shit to all my haters HRR shit, we goin' up, we count this paper I be off this nicotine, yes, I be smokin' vapor I be towin' bitches that's why they call me Young Mater I took yo bitch to Haiti, I'm tryna f*ck yo lady, uh Pullin' up in a Mercedes, wonderin' why they hate me, uh Oh, cuz I make more paper? And cuz I get more bitches? I got a Glock 19, yeah, it's sittin' up under my britches It's just me and C.A.N.T., and we bodying this beat I feel like I'm Uzi, get my name tatted on your feet Hoe, It's Yeezy gang and we do not f*ck with Skete But I tell my other bitch to keep suckin', I'm bout to skeet