Cartier

[Verse 1] Catch you slipping with them all white Buffies Take that like Puffy I'll leave a nigga with some shit stains Leave blood stains all on them wood frames Catch you slipping with your feet up Nigga, fuck that, even beat your bitch up Catch you walking 'round North Lyn with Ye's on Run up on her, snatch those, now they gone I can get 400 for these wire frames Fresh out the box, no scratches, mayne Real deal, dog, no fake shit Transition lens, nigga take shit Seen a nigga with them old school Mayfairs Caught a two piece, at the state fair Seen a nigga at the Coney with some ice in him Now the doctor tryna put some fucking life in him That's how it is in the city of the motor Where a nigga doing what he gotta do to get a quarter Dime, nickle, penny, automatic, semi Catch a nigga with them Cartiers and I'm like "Gimme!" That's why we four deep in this Regal Banging "Rock Bottom", dirty Desert Eagle Finna hit the club, you know what's up You got some Cartiers, you getting fucked up [Hook] And we going in the party and we snatching niggas Carty's I say we going in the party and we snatching niggas Carty's We going in the party and we snatching niggas Carty's [Verse 2] I seen a pair of woods, 22 hundred I seen a nigga with 'em, I told that nigga run it I leave a nigga dalmatian for them Malmaisons For them Rosewoods, roses where you stood And I think them wood frames better on me Sold 'em for six, coulda got a G You think you real, G? That heater on your ass Lose your life over Cartier glasses I'm where you get caved over shades Wood on your caskets, flower on your graves You think 'em wire frames shining? I'll be at the pawn shop before this rhyme end And I'm 'bout to get cake Come to find out that this nigga glasses was fake It's all good, G, it's aight That's why I'm 'bout to hit the club tonight