Cartier Frames

[Intro]
(Hey, Rick!)

[Chorus]
Cartier frames, I can't see a thing
Pull up on him, chopper really let it bang
I'ma drop the top down, drop the top up on the Range
Your girl giving top, she giving sloppy to the gang
Everywhere that I go, I know they gon' follow
Oops, I got no feelings, got no heart, my body hollow
Yeah, my pockets fat, pockets fat, call 'em Rylo
2-4 on my back, bitch, I'm gon' ball hard with my eyes closed

[Verse]
Yeah, stand it, hatin', I can't stand it
Cut a nigga off, that boy gon' need a bandage
Bitch, I keep my heater tucked, this chopper make you vanish
I said I'm just tryna fuck, she eat dick like a sandwich
Out my face, get out my way
Got too much on my plate so I don't wanna talk today
You don't love me, oh, so I'ma throw it all away
I see your shadows in my room, it's really hauntin' me
Pop a Percocet so I can throw it all away
But every time I'm solo baby end up calling me
You ain't taking part of me, yeah, you took all of me
Guess it's written down in history, yeah, to follow me

[Bridge]
Follow me
I'm still blacking out with my Cartier frames
I'm too rich to give a fuck
But I'm too fucked not to live it up

[Chorus]
Cartier frames, I can't see a thing
Pull up on him, chopper really let it bang
I'ma drop the top down, drop the top up on the Range
Your girl giving top, she giving sloppy to the gang
Everywhere that I go, I know they gon' follow
Oops, I got no feelings, got no heart, my body hollow
Yeah, my pockets fat, pockets fat, call 'em Rylo
2-4 on my back, bitch, I'm gon' ball hard with my eyes closed