"Anti (CC2)" lyrics
Zino Records, hahaha
Karlos got that juice
Uh, I don't care if it's dry when I sell bricks
I sell it wet out the bag like a goldfish
Tryna re-up, I ain't wastin' no time
Muscle memory, I got weight on my mind
Still investin' in gold
It don't matter the amount, there's no way I can't get them all sold
How the fuck they gonna know?
If I was runnin' through white like a husky in the snow
Right now, I'm high as can be
It ain't Christmas when I light up this tree
These little niggas wanna trap for you, they won't clap for you, but they'll backdoor you
Don't talk if it's less than a tonne
I held it down, they expect me to run
You was like, "Who was you with last night?"
I went with no one, I slept with my gun
Remember when I had like ten strips
Yay under my nail look like French tips
You in the streets or you block niggas?
I'm in the streets, I'm a block nigga
Well, fuck ****, he's a weirdo
I should stick him up like a scarecrow
Told him take another hug
I got powder on me like a baby in a buff
Copped a zip couple weeks later, had a whole brick I'ma key player
Had the strip poppin', like Hagrid I brought them stick shoppin'
They was partyin', I was on the block
Now every girl I smash preys upon my pops
My nigga stole a Rollie, but he ain't snatch it, he made a nigga hand it over slowly
Took a loss, the whole gang can see, I built off the L's like an Allen key
All the bricks I shipped in, looks like I can land a reindeer in my kitchen
I blended a pie, so much residue in my NutriBullet, that's intent to supply
All them quiet nights when I was in my cell
Now it's limelight like it's [?]
My youngun just took a pack of Z and he'll catch a body like circus net
Rollin' round in their baggy jeans, I got bare weed baggies in my jeans
All them opps hatin' 'cause my block's lit
I had that white jumpin' like a moshpit, I ain't no [?]
They asked me what I wanted to be in school, I said, "The fucking don"
Karlos got that juice
Uh, I don't care if it's dry when I sell bricks
I sell it wet out the bag like a goldfish
Tryna re-up, I ain't wastin' no time
Muscle memory, I got weight on my mind
Still investin' in gold
It don't matter the amount, there's no way I can't get them all sold
How the fuck they gonna know?
If I was runnin' through white like a husky in the snow
Right now, I'm high as can be
It ain't Christmas when I light up this tree
These little niggas wanna trap for you, they won't clap for you, but they'll backdoor you
Don't talk if it's less than a tonne
I held it down, they expect me to run
You was like, "Who was you with last night?"
I went with no one, I slept with my gun
Remember when I had like ten strips
Yay under my nail look like French tips
You in the streets or you block niggas?
I'm in the streets, I'm a block nigga
Well, fuck ****, he's a weirdo
I should stick him up like a scarecrow
Told him take another hug
I got powder on me like a baby in a buff
Copped a zip couple weeks later, had a whole brick I'ma key player
Had the strip poppin', like Hagrid I brought them stick shoppin'
They was partyin', I was on the block
Now every girl I smash preys upon my pops
My nigga stole a Rollie, but he ain't snatch it, he made a nigga hand it over slowly
Took a loss, the whole gang can see, I built off the L's like an Allen key
All the bricks I shipped in, looks like I can land a reindeer in my kitchen
I blended a pie, so much residue in my NutriBullet, that's intent to supply
All them quiet nights when I was in my cell
Now it's limelight like it's [?]
My youngun just took a pack of Z and he'll catch a body like circus net
Rollin' round in their baggy jeans, I got bare weed baggies in my jeans
All them opps hatin' 'cause my block's lit
I had that white jumpin' like a moshpit, I ain't no [?]
They asked me what I wanted to be in school, I said, "The fucking don"
