Boldy James ft. Elcamino - Cartier Lyrics

Where we at? Blockworks
Two-way, deuce, siete big Creature
Let's get it

I'm on a different type of time
Whole hood call me Mr tEN08
Lay it out on the table
 twist it down then take it to the plate
Turn that bag around then hop
Right back on the interstate
In and out of town
Switchin' up more than my rental plates
When they wore two hundred
Eighty-eight eight balls in layman's terms
With the thirty-six by twenty-eight
OG knew I was cool back when I was yay tall
Dumpin' off all these blues
It look like a nigga play ball
From pitchin' base
I'm the one these niggas imitate
Could teach a class on how to beat the glass
Let me demonstrate just had a blowout sale
It's time to liquidate
The coke numbin' my tongue
I got expensive taste
The G5 come with a fifth wheel like Elimidate
It's Concrete 'til they free all my
Guys behind them prison gates
Was flippin' cakes while y'all niggas
Was playin' pencil breaks
My main concern was waitin' for my turn
Not what this brick'll take cuz hit me
Said he found a line on some good work
For what it's taken
I had to find out what it took first
'Fore I can hand you this brick
Learn how to cook first
I always worked my damn wrist
And had some fancy footwork fancy footwork
I always worked my damn wrist
And had some fancy footwork fancy footwork
Tap dancin' all on them bricks
I got foot work

Yo, yo i used to put in mad work when
Only one nigga would ride for me
I would've died for niggas but only
Mom Dukes would've died for me
I used to tote the 30
Now I got the big 4-5 with me (Big 4-5)
They doubted me bad and I
Made 'em eat they apologies (Ha ha ha)
Just make sure you tell 'em I'm
Rich when you acknowledge me
(Tell 'em I'm rich) shit, I really been that
Nigga, in all honesty, uh
(Keep it a buck)
I switch whips as the climate change (Skrrt)
I keep a lil' bad bitch with good
Credit that look beyond the fame
(She look beyond the fame)
I used to cook dope in Prada frames (Word)
My bro taught me the game at an
Early age and let me just dominate
That's how we operate

I want the money, not the fame (Keep that)
On the block, we used to sell cocaine
(We used to sell cocaine)
I want the money and the finer things
(And the finer things, want the finer things)
Rich, so we sip champagne (Rich, baby)
You can't find my shit up in
The store 'cause it's sold out (Uh)
You can't find your bitch
You know we bring the hoes out
(Where's your bitch?)
I heard he told, man, he took the ho route
(Took the ho route)
We don't go 'bout (Go 'bout that)
We don't know 'bout
(What you know 'bout this nigga, man?)
I want the money, not the fame (Keep that)
On the block, we used to sell cocaine
(We used to sell cocaine)

Why'd you move here?
I dealt with unions, back in Detroit
And politicians there was a bit of trouble
Came here, for the magic dragon
What kind of trouble? I killed Jimmy Hoffa
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, hahahaha, ha ah, fuck!