Cartiyer Jojo - MY NAME IS JOJO

Yeah
It's the Carti' baby
Yeah, lets go, lets go
Lets go
Yeah, Yeah
My name is Jojo the Cartiyer, I gotta get me a Cartiyer bitch, wait
She make it clap like an audience, then she gone slap it all up on her lips, yeah
She know that I got the money on me, and I got the Marni on my kicks, yeah
You know I shine like a star in the spot, I got B.B. Simon on my hip, yeah
In the Redeye, let it rip, yeah
Hit the gears, and hear it shift, yeah
Her friends be all up on my dick, cause my diamonds be popping on my neck and wrist, yeah
It's a Carti' party in this bitch
I might go head and pop an addy in this bitch, yeah
It's a lot of addicts in this bitch, yeah
I'm a trap fanatic in this shit
Lets go
Ready to blow like C4
Get on your knees whore
Bitch I drip in Dior
What you subbing me for
These little boys fake, they decoys
Don't hear that talk, don't hear that noise
Any situation I'ma keep my poise
Came up Hot Wheels, now I ride them toys
Ah yeah, It's Rockstar Jojo
Yeah, I'm just catching my mojo
Bitch come back, yeah sumn like a yo-yo
Got a lil .22, and a big ass .44
Yeah they know it's the Big Cartiyer, I gotta get me a Cartiyer bitch
If they talking all on Cartiyer, they gonna put they name up on the list
Lets go, lets go
Yeah I mean I'm with my Cartis' right now, I'm in the stu'
Whole lotta killas, whole lotta money
Rockstar jeans, rockstar bling, you feel me
Whole lotta rockstar things
Lets go
Lets go, lets go, lets go
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Whole lotta rockstar things, wait
Strumming my guitar strings, wait
Bitch I got paint on my jeans, yeah
I got 5 bands in my jeans, yeah
I got some pretty bad tings, yeah
She wanna go to Cancun for a tan
I just be thumbing through bands
Lets go, lets go, lets go
Fucking it up in the hotel lobby
I took that bitch to the tropics
I gotta get me some rings like I'm Sonic
Ride in the Tesla, that shit electronic
Smoking gelato, I'm smoking the finest
Yeah I'm smoking Zaza, I'm with the shottas
She my lil cheerleader, she wearing pom-poms
I used to have the pack up in my long johns
Now my life crazy, shit got my mind gone
You want the smoke, we ringing the fire alarm
Birds eye view, we keeping an eye on
I am the man, I gotta keep me an iron
Need the baguettes that look like the Lucky Charms
I'm tryna autograph Audemars
And go to Mars
Yeah, I'm tryna see the stars
Lets go
Lets go, lets go, lets go
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cartiyer
Cartiyer

Written by:
Joseph Tramuto

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