King Combs - Cartis Lyrics

(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)

Ayy, ayy, I throw on my Cartis (I throw on my Cartis)
I can't see none of you niggas when I'm in the party (when I'm in the party can't see niggas)
We sippin' on DeLeón, do not do Bacardi (do not do Bacardi, take a shot)
I pull out the Rolls-Royce, I didn't want the 'Rari (skrr)
My bitch is a Barbie, her ass is retarded
I'm rockin' this Dior shit, fly like Jeff Hardy
Dior, nigga, this not Ed Hardy (never)
They askin' me Chris if you fuck with niggas, I tell 'em hardly (I tell 'em hardly)

I'm smokin' on carbon (I'm smokin' on carbon)
I'm beggin' your pardon (I'm beggin' your pardon)
I got two bitches and they gay, shout out to Marvin (shout out to Marvin)
I'm in the Wraith, I'm seein' space, bitch I'm a Martian (ayy, ayy)
I got a pool big as a lake, I bought a dolphin (what? What?)
Fresh to death need a coffin
Off the drugs she be coughin'
I'm tired of flossin'
I went crazy in Nordstroms (yeah)
All these blue hunnids got these niggas sick, they feelin' nauseous
You should be tired of hatin' on niggas I know you exhausted

Ayy, ayy, I throw on my Cartis (I throw on my Cartis)
I can't see none of you niggas when I'm in the party (party)
We sippin' on DeLeón, do not do Bacardi (do not do Bacardi)
I pull out the Rolls-Royce, I didn't want the 'Rari (skrr)
My bitch is a Barbie, her ass is retarded
I'm rockin' this Dior shit, fly like Jeff Hardy (fly)
Dior, nigga, this not Ed Hardy
They askin' me Chris if you fuck with niggas, I tell 'em hardly (I tell 'em hardly)

I'm lit
You already know what it is, man
I can't see none of you niggas through these Cartis frames
All I see C-Y-N, my niggas, you heard (that's it)
You ain't bad boy, stand down
Yeah, yeah
Stop pocket watchin' too, nigga (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And if you in the section
And you don't turn up when this shit turn on
Suck my dick

Ayy, ayy, I throw on my Cartis (I throw on my Cartis)
I can't see none of you niggas when I'm in the party (party)
We sippin' on DeLeón, we do not do Bacardi (do not do Bacardi)
I pull out the Rolls-Royce, I didn't want the 'Rari (skrr)
Ayy, ayy, I throw on my Cartis

My year
2020 to '29
We'll be takin' over
Bad Boy