Wifisfuneral

Wifisfuneral – Carro Lyrics

Carro Lyrics


[Intro: wifisfuneral]
Hey Chris, f**k you
Hey Chris, f**k you
Ayy
You know I love you, Chris
Yeah, yeah, uh, uh (Yuh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Yeah, yuh, yuh)
Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy (You dig? You dig? You dig?)

[Verse 1: wifisfuneral]
Hunnid racks up in the pantry, look like a ransom
N****s left me out for dead, well, s**t I need some answers
Don’t cut my back for that, I only judge you off your actions
B***h, f**k the way you talk, hold up, zoomin’ fast in the McLaren, stare
Bricks around my neck, it got me feelin’ like a polar bear
Long shot from the eagle, seagull, smokin’ OG fungus
Got my face hangin’ like Ruckus, I’m the Grim Reaper
Main b***h bag leecher, all my opps, we oversee it
I’m makin’ out oh so clear, please cuff your b***h
Before she assist, s**t stiff like a stick
Crystal molly rock [? 0:46] Percocet [?]
Shake, regret, it’s in a minute
And my diamonds stacked like Tetris, take the fade, forgot to mention
And I’m payin’ close attention, enemies prayin’ I don’t make it (Facts)
But I took it, I ain’t waitin’
I was playin’ with the matrix, keep it low, you know what I’m sayin’
I was playin’ with the matrix, keep it low, you know what I’m sayin’
I was playin’ with—

[Chorus: wifisfuneral]
I ain’t even gotta speak, bruh, let the drip talk
Why your b***h all up on me, bruh? Better cuff your thot
Connect the plug like Cuban links, stuck, smokin’ through the drought
He a trick, get his lean cut, Karo at the bottom
He a trick, get his lean cut, Karo at the bottom
He a trick, get his lean cut, Karo at the bottom
He a trick, get his lean cut, Karo at the bottom
He a trick, get his lean cut, Karo at the bottom

[Interlude: wifisfuneral & Robb Bank$]
Uh, yeah, yeah, you dig?
You dig? You dig? (The goat)
Brains right there

[Verse 2: Robb Bank$]
[? 1:37] n***a, bet that thing smoke like you ain’t asthmatic
I just put Biscotti in my inhaler, they like, “How you did that, kid?”
Killed my dawgs like Vert, drinkin’ on that syrup, don’t know how I ain’t dead yet
Feel like Canada, I [? 1:47]
Jaded by the [?], I’m tryna share my percent
Actavis, drinkin’ on that mango nectar
We don’t keep no cups, no, no, no, no [?] not ever
I keep it one hunnid like a Pokémon Center
Y’all n****s know that I’m on somethin’
Know somethin’? If he want somethin’
I’ll toast him, I’ll stomp that n***a out, b***h, I’ll roast him
I’m posted, I’m not braggin’, b***h, I’m not boastin’
Go slow motion, she dark skin, b***h Kelly Rowland, like…


WIFISFUNERAL LYRICS


wifisfuneral & Robb Bank$ – CONN3CT3D (Album 2019)

01. Save a Hoe
02. Anything
03. Can’t Feel My Face
04. EA
05. Like Me
06. La Familia
07. Movin Slow
08. Okuur
09. Carro
10. Nauseous
11. Neglect

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