A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #

Cardi B

"Faded"

[Verse 1: Cardi B]
Who get this motherf*cker started? (Cardi)
Who took your b*tch out to party? (Cardi)
I took your b*tch and departed (Cardi)
Who that be fly as a Martian? (Cardi)
Who that on fleek in the cut? (Cardi)
Who got the bricks in the truck? (Cardi)
Them diamonds gon' hit like a b*tch on a b*tchy ass b*tch
b*tch, you a wannabe Cardi
Red bottom MJ, moonwalk on a b*tch
Moonwalkin' through your clique
I'm moonwalkin' in the 6
Sticky with the kick, moonrocks in this b*tch
I'm from the motherf*ckin' Bronx (Bronx)
I keep the pump in the trunk (trunk)
b*tch, if you bad then jump (jump)
Might leave your b*tch in a slump (your back)

[Chorus: Sig Roy]
'Cause my old girl hit my line and she blowin' up my phone
New girl wanna slide and she askin' if I'm home
I really can't decide when I'm faded, I don't know
I really can't decide when I'm faded, I don't know
My old girl hit my line and she blowin' up my phone
My new girl wanna slide and she askin' if I'm home
I really can't decide when I'm faded, I don't know
I really can't decide when I'm faded, I don't know
I'm faded, I don't know
Oh, that was my rider

[Verse 2: Offset]
Open your eyes, b*tch you see all this money
Made that lil' b*tch tape a brick to her stomach
You not the gang, we don't kick it or punt it
Just bought the Wraith and I wrapped it, titanic
Look at the numbers, mechanics ain't frontin'
I came from the lick, went to jail, I got punished, ooh
Pullin' up foreign, Freddy Kreuger, wow
My n*ggas turn barracuda
You cappin', I came from trappin'
I used to have the dope stashed in the cabinet (dope!)
Mama couldn't tell me sh*t, where was my daddy? (Mom)
Look at my Patek, I'm flexin', I'm petty (I'm petty)
I f*cked the pus*y the first time I met it
Won't give you no credit, you Eddie spaghetti
I cook the brick, cut the brick with machetes
Married the money, the b*tch wasn't ready, uh, uh

[Verse 3: Sig Roy]
Told me that she leaving, left me for no reason
Tell me that you love me, know that you don't mean it
Now you got me drinkin', liquor got me thinkin'
Put you in my past, girl, hopin' that it sinks in
Look at all the [?], I don't need to diss you (need to diss you)
My life just had enough, girl, you ain't an issue (you ain't an issue)
But every time I'm drunk you text me, "I miss you” (me, "I miss you)
Now I'm back to square one thinkin' way too wishful (thinkin' way too wishful)

[Chorus: Sig Roy]
'Cause my old girl hit my line and she blowin' up my phone
New girl wanna slide and she askin' if I'm home
I really can't decide when I'm faded I don't know
I really can't decide when I'm faded I don't know
My old girl hit my line and she blowin' up my phone
My new girl wanna slide and she askin' if I'm home
I really can't decide when I'm faded I don't know
I really can't decide when I'm faded I don't know
I'm faded I don't know

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #


All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners. All lyrics provided for educational purposes and personal use only.
Copyright © 2017-2019 Lyrics.lol