CARTIER Lyrics – Bino Rideaux
Singer: Bino Rideaux
Title: CARTIER
Lil’ bae, come here, yeah [Woah
Bae, your sh#t some bomb, yeah
Lil’ bae, your shit’s so kill, yeah [Bae, your shit’s so kill
Bae, your sh#t too poppin’
Lil’ bae, your sh#t for real, yeah [Lil’ bae, your sh#t for real
Bae, you’re super top
When I met you, I could tell, yeah [Woah, woah
We was flockin’ home, we would put sh#t on that scale, yeah [On that scale
Bae, I used to be thirsty, tryna make it out of hell, yeah [Out of hell
Bae, come do me dirty, but it ain’t gon’ feel like an L, yeah
p#ss# ain’t got no smеll, yeah [Two words, keep goin’, baby]
Baby, tell me I can put this on your wrist? [On your wrist, shawty
‘Causе you that type of bih [Bih
f#ck you ’til you never love nobody else again [No, not love again
That ain’t what I meant [Yeah-yeah
All I know is brick like I ain’t tryin’ hit the net [Net
I could f#ck your b#tch and I ain’t tryin’, that’s a flex, yeah
Yeah-yeah, you buffin’ up, I put that irn on his chest, yeah [Boom-boom]
Shaw-shawty, I can put you penthouse ’cause I work for it [Yeah, I work for it
I can’t let no b#tch get in house ‘less she work for it [Work for it
Everything I did, I did for the gang and me [Gang and me
You get stange with me, I’m off that
All this, all this p#ss# feel the same to me [Woah
Baby, tell me you gon’ f#ck me better than my ex [Than my ex, than my ex, yeah
So I can put you on that jet [Jet
Bust that p#ss# open, I’ma beat it ’til it wreck [‘Til it wreck
But you, but you gotta f#ck me back, yeah
How you love that n#gg#? Me and him, we not the same [Same
We-we, we can split them rack, I ain’t gon’ do that for no lame bih [Lame
Fly you out the country, f#ck me in a different language [Different language
Buss down on stainlless for real, shawty [Ooh-ooh-oh]
Baby, tell me I can put this on your wrist? [On your wrist, shawty
‘Cause you that type of bih [Bih
f#ck you ’til you never love nobody else again [No, not love again
That ain’t what I meant [Yeah-yeah
All I know is brick like I ain’t tryin’ hit the net [Net
I could f#ck your b#tch and I ain’t tryin’, that’s a flex, yeah
Yeah-yeah, you buffin’ up, I put that irn on his chest, yeah [Boom-boom]
Lil’ bae, come here, yeah [Woah
Bae, your sh#t some bomb, yeah
Lil’ bae, your shit’s so kill, yeah [Bae, your shit’s so kill
Bae, your sh#t too poppin’
Lil’ bae, your sh#t for real, yeah [Lil’ bae, your sh#t for real
Bae, you’re super top
When I met you, I could tell, yeah [Woah, woah
We was flockin’ home, we would put sh#t on that scale, yeah [On that scale
Bae, I used to be thirsty, tryna make it out of hell, yeah [Out of hell
Bae, come do me dirty, but it ain’t gon’ feel like an L, yeah
p#ss# ain’t got no smell, yeah [Two words, keep goin’, baby]
Bae, I got options but you gon’ have me locked in
The way that p#ss# poppin’
Ain’t gon’ say I love you, but baby, I love that sloppy
Lil’ bae, that p#ss# WAP’n, finna eat it up like Hibachi
Bae, I’m by my lonely
You can bring that b#tch you ride with [Ride with
Know y’all be on that thot sh#t
Bae, I just wanna watch it [I just wanna watch it
I’ll be way too gone, lil’ baby, we in the tropics
You be on that wild sh#t, bustin’ down like my watches [Yeah, yeah, bae, woah
Can’t confide in you, what you tryin’ here, bae? [What you tryin’?
Bust your AP ’cause maybe time heal, bae [Time heal
Coupe be slidin’ in, what you cryin’ in, bae? [Cryin’ in
Put-put, put your diamonds, f#ck the violins, bae [Woah, oh
I gotta bring my fire in if we gone dine in, bae
Know this sh#t get dogged out, we gon’ try again, bae [Woah, woah-woah
Know that I got all out, you know what time it is, bae [Yeah
You know what thi sis, bae, why you treat me weird, bae?
Lil’ bae, come here, yeah [Woah
Bae, your sh#t some bomb, yeah
Lil’ bae, your shit’s so kill, yeah [Bae, your shit’s so kill
Bae, your sh#t too poppin’
Lil’ bae, your sh#t for real, yeah [Lil’ bae, your sh#t for real
Bae, you’re super top
When I met you, I could tell, yeah [Woah, woah
We was flockin’ home, we would put sh#t on that scale, yeah [On that scale
Bae, I used to be thirsty, tryna make it out of hell, yeah [Out of hell
Bae, come do me dirty, but it ain’t gon’ feel like an L, yeah
p#ss# ain’t got no smell, yeah [Yeah]
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