Cutthroat
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Came a long way from the bottom but we up now
Parade season I got something in my cup now
A lot of people thought that I was done, nah
I went to college cause a nigga had to learn sum
I'm not gone lie man a n***a had some growing pains
Im from New Orleans know you see the fleur de lis on chain
The hardest part about success is trying to maintain
Speaking of growing pains Rest In Peace to Alan Thicke
I'm spitting crack I got that s**t that make a n***a sick
I'm fully loaded don't make a n***a empty the clip
I'm going Gallagher like that n***a lip
Loose lips sink ships keep your mouth zipped
I'm out that West Bank so I stay at Nomtoc
I rep my city til the damn world stop
I dont worry bout the bullshit and the negatives
Floats drive by and it never gets repetitive
When it comes to sport I'm the ultimate competitor
Wrote all this s**t I guess that Im an editor
Old girl talking down like I ain't never care for her
Well now Guess what, I do not care for her
On Bourbon I can find me a plethora, a plethora, whatever bruh
Like dot dot etcetera
I be going crazy on these beats naw I'm talking bout
I live in Atlanta, so go head and walk it out
Im sipping with a whole lot of family around me
So many cups it look like a factory round me
When this drop, watch how they be jacking me homie
I am the one and the only YOUNG CARTER here
In this rap game I guess that I'm the heir
I'm beating this beat like I'm the snare
During carnival season it's like the fair
I'm going insane psycho
Beads wrapped around light poles
Women dressing like models
Popping bottle after bottle
Going hard full throttle
We ain't sipping no moscato
Pulling up in big body
I ain't talking Tahoe
I got bars
I should get paid for this
This the intro just to show you that I'm made for this
Everything they doing is counterfeit
I make 'em move b***h like Ludacris
Yeah
Yeah
Cut Carter remember the name
Doing this for me and the gang
Whole crew in Pact Brand chains
Whole world saying my name
Do the things they said I can't
Hope you enjoy the picture I paint
Lord knows I be sinning but deep down I'm still a saint
Cutthroat