You will get carried, momma get buried
Them choppa Bullets, they gone come in a flurry
Im never worried, or getting discouraged
I know that my trap do flips in a hurry
Im shooting p's, I do fade aways
I feel like Jordan in 88,
Cut to the rim, I want to make a play
Get in my way, and you meet your day
You will get carried, momma get buried
Them choppa Bullets, they gone come in a flurry
Im never worried, or getting discouraged
I know that my trap do flips in a hurry
Im shooting p's, I do fade aways
I feel like Jordan in 88,
Cut to the rim, I want to make a play
Get in my way, and you meet your day
I get so high I get heaven bent
I treat the lean like my medicine
Suppress all my pain I can't feel the shit
Call up a thottie gone drill the bitch
Give you my life this my syllabus
I rap my life to the instruments
The ghetto it took all my innocence
I had to learn to move militant
Being broke gave me some discipline
I never do it again, big on the clock like I'm ben
Scale it need every cent, lift up my trunk like a elephant
Grab the choppa blow it, we leave a skeleton
Never mind, take It can't leave no evidence
She hide my pack at her residence
Dress the bitch up Im gone make her feel elegant
She gone commit all my felonies
I aint got time for no jail
How you gone trap with no bail
These niggas get locked up and tell
Anti social I stay quiet as hell
Just me and the hammer, we looking for nails
My dope it got bass like a 808,
It blow the features right off your face
Stack it up lawyer gone beat the case
And if he don't then I take the race
You will get carried, momma get buried
Them choppa Bullets, they gone come in a flurry
Im never worried, or getting discouraged
I know that my trap, it do flips in a hurry
Im shooting p's, I do fade aways
I feel like Jordan in 88,
Cut to the rim, I want to make a play
Get in my way, and you meet your day
You will get carried, momma get buried
Them choppa Bullets, they gone come in a flurry
Im never worried, or getting discouraged
I know that my trap, it do flips in a hurry
Im shooting p's, I do fade aways
I feel like Jordan in 88,
Cut to the rim, I want to make a play
Get in my way, and you meet your day
Gone meet your day
But get out my way
So focused on pay
You will get buried, momma get carried
Them choppa bullets, they come in a flurry
I'm never worried, my trap do flips in a hurry
I get that money, swear it feel like we married
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EBE Kastro - Carry It Lyrics
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You will get carried, momma get buried
Them choppa Bullets, they gone come in a flurry
Im never worried, or getting discouraged
I know that my trap do flips in a hurry
Im shooting p's, I do fade aways
I feel like Jordan in 88,
Cut to the rim, I want to make a play
Get in my way, and you meet your day
You will get carried, momma get buried
Them choppa Bullets, they gone come in a flurry
Im never worried, or getting discouraged
I know that my trap do flips in a hurry
Im shooting p's, I do fade aways
I feel like Jordan in 88,
Cut to the rim, I want to make a play
Get in my way, and you meet your day
I get so high I get heaven bent
I treat the lean like my medicine
Suppress all my pain I can't feel the shit
Call up a thottie gone drill the bitch
Give you my life this my syllabus
I rap my life to the instruments
The ghetto it took all my innocence
I had to learn to move militant
Being broke gave me some discipline
I never do it again, big on the clock like I'm ben
Scale it need every cent, lift up my trunk like a elephant
Grab the choppa blow it, we leave a skeleton
Never mind, take It can't leave no evidence
She hide my pack at her residence
Dress the bitch up Im gone make her feel elegant
She gone commit all my felonies
I aint got time for no jail
How you gone trap with no bail
These niggas get locked up and tell
Anti social I stay quiet as hell
Just me and the hammer, we looking for nails
My dope it got bass like a 808,
It blow the features right off your face
Stack it up lawyer gone beat the case
And if he don't then I take the race
You will get carried, momma get buried
Them choppa Bullets, they gone come in a flurry
Im never worried, or getting discouraged
I know that my trap, it do flips in a hurry
Im shooting p's, I do fade aways
I feel like Jordan in 88,
Cut to the rim, I want to make a play
Get in my way, and you meet your day
You will get carried, momma get buried
Them choppa Bullets, they gone come in a flurry
Im never worried, or getting discouraged
I know that my trap, it do flips in a hurry
Im shooting p's, I do fade aways
I feel like Jordan in 88,
Cut to the rim, I want to make a play
Get in my way, and you meet your day
Gone meet your day
But get out my way
So focused on pay
You will get buried, momma get carried
Them choppa bullets, they come in a flurry
I'm never worried, my trap do flips in a hurry
I get that money, swear it feel like we married
Them choppa Bullets, they gone come in a flurry
Im never worried, or getting discouraged
I know that my trap do flips in a hurry
Im shooting p's, I do fade aways
I feel like Jordan in 88,
Cut to the rim, I want to make a play
Get in my way, and you meet your day
You will get carried, momma get buried
Them choppa Bullets, they gone come in a flurry
Im never worried, or getting discouraged
I know that my trap do flips in a hurry
Im shooting p's, I do fade aways
I feel like Jordan in 88,
Cut to the rim, I want to make a play
Get in my way, and you meet your day
I get so high I get heaven bent
I treat the lean like my medicine
Suppress all my pain I can't feel the shit
Call up a thottie gone drill the bitch
Give you my life this my syllabus
I rap my life to the instruments
The ghetto it took all my innocence
I had to learn to move militant
Being broke gave me some discipline
I never do it again, big on the clock like I'm ben
Scale it need every cent, lift up my trunk like a elephant
Grab the choppa blow it, we leave a skeleton
Never mind, take It can't leave no evidence
She hide my pack at her residence
Dress the bitch up Im gone make her feel elegant
She gone commit all my felonies
I aint got time for no jail
How you gone trap with no bail
These niggas get locked up and tell
Anti social I stay quiet as hell
Just me and the hammer, we looking for nails
My dope it got bass like a 808,
It blow the features right off your face
Stack it up lawyer gone beat the case
And if he don't then I take the race
You will get carried, momma get buried
Them choppa Bullets, they gone come in a flurry
Im never worried, or getting discouraged
I know that my trap, it do flips in a hurry
Im shooting p's, I do fade aways
I feel like Jordan in 88,
Cut to the rim, I want to make a play
Get in my way, and you meet your day
You will get carried, momma get buried
Them choppa Bullets, they gone come in a flurry
Im never worried, or getting discouraged
I know that my trap, it do flips in a hurry
Im shooting p's, I do fade aways
I feel like Jordan in 88,
Cut to the rim, I want to make a play
Get in my way, and you meet your day
Gone meet your day
But get out my way
So focused on pay
You will get buried, momma get carried
Them choppa bullets, they come in a flurry
I'm never worried, my trap do flips in a hurry
I get that money, swear it feel like we married
Writer: KamahrI Hayes
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