Cartier Shades

Chorus
(F$O Dinero)
I can’t see shit
Cartier’s glasses on me bitch
Diamonds on sea sick
N***a try me hit mean lick
My bitch conceited gave ha some racks told her I keep it
Might keep it secret hit it in one night then I leave it

Chasing da money I speed quick
If not it’s money don’t speak bitch
My windows tinted can’t see shit
Uh..feel a sea sick
Go ahead drop on dem knees bitch
Fuck her den me n lil twin switch
Shitttt i might as well blitz this
N***a run up get his shit split

Verse (F$O Pete)

I’m so conceited
I mean my money conceited
Cause everybody want it
And every Hoe need it
So I’ll hit a hoe and make the hoe come and eat it
Fuck it we coming man
Bro made a 100 last summer man
Dese n***as broke they some funny mans
Bought a printer than I made a hunnit hands