Cartier Lens - Bobby Shmurda

Trippin', nigga

Trippin', trippin', trippin', trippin', nigga

Trippin', nigga

Trippin', trippin', trippin', trippin'

I've been trippin', nigga

Trippin', nigga

Yeah, yeah, ayy, grr

Trippin', trippin', gang, nigga

I've been gang, nigga (Gang, gang)

Trippin', trippin', changed, nigga

I've been changed, nigga

Changed, nigga, to the bank, nigga

Stackin' bank, nigga

Stackin' M's, fuck you think, nigga?

Stackin' M's, nigga? (M's)

Fuck you think? This Bobby B, I'm out the pens, nigga (Woof)

I thank God first 'fore I count my ends, nigga (Woof)

Had to crawl first 'fore I touched a Bent', nigga ('Fore I touched a bitch)

Yeah, I parked up 'fore a nigga spinned, nigga (Brrtt)

Jump a fence, nigga (Brrtt)

Buss F&N's, nigga (Brrtt)

We ain't from the place where niggas worried 'bout them, nigga (Yuuum)

I shot it at him, homies said I that I was ten niggas (Brrtt)

And I see millions through my Cartier lens, nigga (Ayy)

No time for bitches or these niggas, all pretend, nigga (Yeah, yeah)

You lookin' down, thought you'd be proud, I'm out the trench, nigga (Yeah, yeah)

I bussed it down (Yeah, yeah) for all my niggas in the pens, nigga (Yeah, yeah)

Hopped up out the blue Ferrari, you know that it's him, nigga (Ayy)

Once again, nigga, ayy, and again, nigga, ayy

Spin your block 'til the world fuckin' end, nigga

Fuck the cops, fuck the judge, fuck a pig, nigga

'Cause, bitch, I'm Bod and I'm hot and I'm rich, nigga

(Whole lotta cash, bitch)

Trippin', nigga

Trippin', trippin', trippin', trippin', nigga

Trippin', nigga (Yeah)

Trippin', trippin' (Ayy), trippin', trippin', nigga (Yeah, go stack a—)

I've been trippin', nigga (Yeah, yeah)

Trippin', nigga

Yeah, yeah, ayy

Go stack a bill, nigga (Uh-huh)

No time for bitches or these hoes, this shit get real, nigga (This shit get real)

'Cause I was in there, all alone, all by myself, nigga

Ain't no one to call, my momma broke, ain't got no bail, nigga

Auntie on the phone cryin', "Please, don't go to jail, nigga"

Lock my baby up, they tryin' to get my bitch to tell on niggas

They gave my bro 'bout fifty-three, the other one an L, nigga

Bitch, I been poppin' pills after pills, after pills, nigga

Tryin' to reminisce, all my niggas that ain't here, nigga

Yeah

I've been trippin', homie

Yeah, yeah

I've been, yeah, yeah

Gang, gang, nigga

I've been changed, homie

Gettin' bank, homie

Keep a bag, I've been stackin' M's