YNL Carlos - #paceyaself Lyrics

These niggas ain't ready, cut like machete, in my bag now I get more bread than a deli
Wrist on baguette, I'm sick, bitch, I'm deadly, niggas don't know what it's like to touch this fetty
So find your pace, stay steady, make the wrong move, turn your brain to confetti
Watch my moves, I can teach you a lesson, this what you do when you just stay steady
Different kinda dude, I dress too cool, I don't talk much, but my swag's so rude
I know these niggas hate shit, I would too, rub it in they face, yeah, I'm that dude
Niggas can't relate, 200 for a plate, they used to laugh at me, now I'm eatin' in they face
I can't trust nobody, like Gunna hard body, push start the foreign whip, skirt off in wide body
Wide body, skirt off with a hard body, I got these bitches on my dick and I can't hold body
Yeah, wide body, skirt off with a hard body, I finna blow up and get rich, I don't know nobody
These niggas ain't ready, cut like machete, in my bag now I get more bread than a deli
Wrist on baguette, I'm sick, bitch, I'm deadly, niggas don't know what it's like to touch this fetty
So, find your pace, stay steady, make the wrong moves, turn your brain to confetti
Watch my moves, I can teach you a lesson, this what you do when you just stay steady
Just stay steady, ride around town with a glock, bad bitch, suck my dick don't stop
From the top, she gonna make it drop, I just want that bread, man, you know I can't stop
Time running out tick-tick-tock
These rap niggas finna get popped, F*ck on me, choppa hit a nigga's nose
F*ck around with the bros, your ass gon' get toasted
I got a choppa with a full clip, I got these hoes suckin' my dick
I told that bitch, suck it and spit, I got them bros runnin' my licks
My licks, runnin' f*ckin' my licks, My licks, yeah, she runnin' f*ckin' my licks
My licks, yeah, she gon' f*ckin' runnin' my licks, My licks, she gon' runnin' f*ckin' my licks