Top Songs By CARTIER HENDRIX
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
CARTIER HENDRIX
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephen Jay Dashiff
Composer
Eli Blackledge
Composer
Edgar Key Jr
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
CARTIER HENDRIX
Executive Producer
PunchmeinJay
Producer
Lyrics
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yuh
Yeah yeah yeah yuh
Aye Jay! Punch me in
Woah, yeah yeah
Hey, Woah!
Put me in that box and I'm gon' break it
I've been patient niggas say the got hot
Well I've been blazing
Who these niggas dissing
Writing all these records I'm amazing
I influenced all my niggas getting paper
We get money and we fly that's why these hoes be all into it
We drop records that's gone hit so now they saying that we stupid
We had motion we was younger now we grown and we still moving
All these bitches love a nigga out the city who make music
Bout that Munyun
Niggas know I'm destined for that cake
It don't cause no stress to make a plate
She know when she with me it's a date
Designer on her feet
I call her my Prada bae
She like me in my Prada bae (Oo)
Like all the way (Like all the way)
She like to drip on me she gon' confiscate (She confiscate)
The proper way (Oo)
All I can say (All I can say)
Is she a dime but she like it Hardaway (Like Hardaway)
And I keep that fresh white girl in my sock
Keep my businesses out of pocket 'cause I know they gon' watch
No pressure baby do you like my watch
She said "boy you got a big head"
Baby you should see my cock (Ugh!)
Reno Pinot Grigio the way your girl suck me up
Deadpool you sew my mouth shut you ain't gon shut me up
Collard greens
What I'm smoking gives me all the Cheese
Know you smell that cross town backwoods
Just caught a breeze
Michael Meyers when I'm in that pussy
Feels like Halloween
Nah please she like that I'm a star fuck Astrology
Wanna see the stars baby ride with me
She hide from you to meet with me
I do this shit so easily
My bitches say they needing me
She do that shit that's pleasing me
She lyin' when she talk to you but say that shit she mean to me
Yeah she nice but she gets mean in sheets
Tallboy in the kitchen now these bitches all want eat for free
I been too cold it's getting old it's still on three degrees
She down the road count the rolls
Fuck that bitch on B to B
Yeah you pleaseing me
Please, be, we, on E
Put me in that box and I'm gon' break it
Hol' up
Put me in that box and I'm gon'
Now we laughing Hahahahaha
Now we laughing Hahahahaha
Bout' that action Fafafafafafa
That shit be laughing Hahahahahaha
I ran out of Breathe
Wanna see the stars baby ride with me
She hide from you to meet with me
I do this shit so easily
My bitches say they needing me
She do that shit that's pleasing me
She lyin' when she talk to you but say that shit she mean to me
Writer(s): Edgar Key Jr, Eli Blackledge, Stephen Jay Dashiff
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