Karti Snoww - Karti Story Lyrics

Take me way back it was n Zay we was tryn flip a whole p
Ain't have a dad so my og taught me don't talk to police
Way before rap we was into trap we was tryn get to da keys
Hardheaded running round da P's
F*ck da rats talking to da D's
When I hit da scene 40 on me spot da opps den I clear da scene
Since I was a teen I was serving feens white on me like a white t
2019 bitch I'm bout green
You know for dem G's ima let it squeeze
We was shooting 3's out a 23
Like Mj back in 93
Screaming free Zay til he free
He da reason how I touch my first heat
He da reason why ya head on ya sneaks
He da reason why I'm in da booth spitting like i got a gap in my teeth
He da reason why ya bitch on her knees and we clowning calling her a treece
He was there when I puffed my first tree
Now I smoke like a chimney
You f*ck niggas know where I be
Still repping snow banging for da 4 short for 450
Posted on dat store like matumbo left hand on dat blicky
Hittas on go clapping like a show
Wet u like a boat ice on froze
How thats dats ya bro and he snitched
Posted to hold it down and he switched
Ain't none of dat come round here find his snitch ass in a ditch
Opps tried to get me n I was ducking and they still ain't hit
Call up bro hop in da whip he was tryna pill some shit
Ain't no nigga bout to try to end me
Now they gotta feel dat shit
Walk up drill dat bitch
We ain't waiting for a body to drop bitch we peeling jitt
Ran back to da whip now we gossiping on some children shit
Like I just peeled his shit

Way back then I was shakim bitches wasn't worried bout me then
Now I'm karti Kim making dead friends bitches wanna suck me up with dey friend
Bang dem bitches out call em a lyft
I was in school I was selling nicks
Can't f*ck up my pack down on my ass tryna make back a profit
Ain't no beef we dropping
Take one of ours we take ten
Got chopsticks like Jeremy Lin
Free my nigga zay out da pin
Ain't see my brother in a minute
Since you out da game I'm killing
Got dis rap shit on lock Aint no nigga competition
Tryna touch a mil a nigga itching
Point em out have zay go blitz em
Member I was robbing with a smifen
Had to make up what I was missing
Ain't have enough hit da kitchen
Told em I was coming ain't listen
Now look at my ice it's glitzing
Look at my wrist it's chilling
Look at my neck and I'm grilling
Reach for my neck ima kill em
New tech hallow tips fill em
Blue check ain't copping no rental
Josh peck you snow da hoes feel em
She next fill dick all in her liver
Need a Kleenex cus I'm shitting on you niggas
Ps free all my killa niggas