Текст песни ALOMM/Feeling Like Tune - Cartier Jacob
Yea
let's
go
let's
go
Yea
let's
go
let's
go
Cartier
I
gotta
lot
on
mind
New
AP
can't
waist
my
time
I
gotta
stay
on
my
grind
Know
ima
star
bitch
I
gotta
shine
My
diamonds
they
one
of
a
kind
Cartier
shades,
niggas
thinking
im
blind
Need
me
some
peace
of
mind
Talking
with
God
say
he
showing
me
signs
I
gotta
lotta
plate
Love
all
my
fans
I
just
dropped
my
first
tape
This
bitch
wanna
go
ona
date
She
eating
me
up
like
some
steak
48
Only
the
real
can
relate
Moving
the
packs
man
I
keep
me
some
weight
Got
away
from
the
jakes
2019
gotta
way
jakes
That
boy
he
shrimp
call
em
bait
Keep
me
a
30
I
keep
me
a
K
(Boom,
Boom)
I'm
sipping
this
dirty,
in
love
with
the
drank
I'm
showing
no
mercy,
get
hit
with
a
tank
Told
my
mama
don't
worry,
ima
buss
out
the
bank
Back
then
she
would
curve
me
Now
she
getting
spanked
And
I'm
having
no
worries,
I
swear
that
I'm
straight
And
I
pop
me
a
perky,
now
I'm
feeling
great
Cartier
jay
ona
moon
Miss
my
old
hood
got
me
feeling
like
tune
I'm
high
as
the
ceiling,
ballon
These
niggas
they
hating
cause
I'm
a
tycoon
I'm
hot
like
the
summer
in
June
With
the
drugs
in
my
system,
think
I
gotta
immune
I'm
trana
swim
in
her
pool
Pussy
so
wet
ima
make
it
typhoon
That
boy
he
joke
he
a
fool
Trana
put
on
a
show
when
I
know
he
cartoon
I
can't
abide
by
the
rules
Rock
star
life
bitch
don't
get
it
confused
This
world
just
so
wicked
in
cruel
Gotta
watch
for
the
demons
I
get
em
removed
Bad
bitch
with
a
stank
attitude
I
beat
on
the
kitty
she
like
it
abused
Cartier
undefeated,
can't
loose
And
I'm
having
this
guap
man
I
feel
like
the
Jews
I
gotta
lot
on
mind
New
ap
can't
waist
my
time
I
gotta
stay
on
my
grind
Know
ima
star
bitch
I
gotta
shine
My
diamonds
they
one
of
a
kind
Cartier
shades,
niggas
thinking
im
blind
Need
me
some
peace
of
mind
Talking
with
God
say
he
showing
me
signs
Make
me
some
bands
ona
wake
up
Shout
out
lil
allo
bitch
I
got
my
cake
up
Foreign
lil
bitch
with
no
makeup
Brought
her
a
tote
man
she
want
the
MarcJacob's
I'm
calling
it
quits
gotta
break
up
Her
new
nigga
weak
told
that
boy
get
his
weight
up
I
was
downbad
had
to
stay
up
Granny
told
me
boy
you
gotta
stay
prayed
up
Smoking
on
thrax
got
me
faded
Stay
stress
free
man
my
life
complicated
Man
I
just
gotta
stay
gracious
For
7 lil
siblings
bitch
I
gotta
make
it
Percs
and
pills
take
it,
I
got
her
running
she
can't
even
take
dick
Rocking
this
ksubi
in
Vegas
Know
I'm
a
artist
this
picture
I
painted
I
gotta
stay
on
my
grind
Know
ima
star
bitch
I
gotta
shine
My
diamonds
they
one
of
a
kind
Cartier
shades,
niggas
thinking
im
blind
Need
me
some
peace
of
mind
Talking
with
God
say
he
showing
me
signs
I
gotta
lotta
plate
Love
all
my
fans
I
just
dropped
my
first
tape
This
bitch
wanna
go
ona
date
She
eating
me
up
like
some
steak
48
Only
the
real
can
relate
Moving
the
packs
man
I
keep
me
some
weight
Got
away
from
the
jakes
2019
gotta
way
jakes
That
boy
he
shrimp
call
some
bait
Keep
me
a
30
I
keep
me
a
K
I'm
sipping
this
dirty,
in
love
with
the
drank
I'm
showing
no
mercy,
get
hit
with
a
tank
Told
my
mama
don't
worry,
ima
buss
out
the
bank
Back
then
she
would
curve
me
Now
she
getting
spanked
And
I'm
having
no
worries,
man
I
swear
that
I'm
straight
And
I
pop
me
a
perky,
now
I'm
feeling
great
Cartier
jay
ona
moon
Miss
my
old
hood
got
me
feeling
like
tune
I'm
high
as
the
ceiling,
ballon
These
niggas
they
hating
cause
I'm
a
tycoon
I'm
hot
like
the
summer
in
June
With
these
drugs
in
my
system,
think
I
gotta
immune
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