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lirik lagu jazz cartier – vituxarcade

jazz cartier

intro

ah, money

ah, yo, money

verse 1

i’m swerving the whip cause im driving f*cked up, yeah im sipping thats hennessy in my cup

know i been f*cked up, i been tweaking for weeks

we ain’t spoken in months, i hit blunt til im faded, thoughts fading im thinking back

im thinking f*ck love

im low key, know i dont trust none, f*ck n*ggas

fake n*ggas i ain’t trust sh*t

like i need diamonds on my wrist so lately i been thinking money like a trust fund

im with your b*tch like she my plus one, im styling n*gga

was thinking rich when i was broke and i was riding bus

fun times, now i whip clean

got more money, like i whip cream

double up my n*gga split screen

im dripped out

b*tch im waved up

i dream big then i stay up

n*ggas sleeping on me need to wake up

bridge

yo f*ck love

f*ck n*ggas get yo money n*gga

get your mother f*cking money up

f*ck b*tches get yo money up

stack it to the motherf*ckin ceiling n*gga

stack it to the motherf*cking skies, spend it all, because some day we all die

chorus

get money n*gga, get your motherf*ckin money up!

verse 2

zoning off of one joint, tripping off of two pills

i need diba’s, 100’s on the blue bills

im dripped out b*tch im too trill clouded by vanity

clouded by smoke

been blowing o’s left some holes in my sanity

im so high ill probably jump from the balcony

will i land up in heaven or h*ll?

could never stand and let my demons prevail, all hail, till my diamonds appraised

and fake n*ggas pray you die with the wave

if you ain’t down get the f*ck up my way

im trying to stack it to the motherf*cking sky n*gga

i’m trying to stack it to the motherf*cking sky n*gga

im fly n*gga always said for we die we’d be living so lavishly

and i ain’t got no motherf*cking time n*gga

my times now and ima get it for we die n*gga

(and i ain’t got no motherf*cking time n*gga

my times now and ima get it for we die n*gga)