FTB

By Cari

Released on January 13, 2022

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[Intro: Cari]

J, this shit too crazy

Damn, Jxlan, motherfucker

Damn, J, damn, Jxlan, chill


[Chorus: Cari]

Wait, I'm finna float this bitch

Niggas going straight up off the top, it's like I wrote this shit

Niggas in this bitch like, "Damn," like I broke some shit

Pull up with that bitch like, "Wham," I'll tote this bitch

Pull up in a Phantom like Danny, had to ghost some shit

Kicks came with a green tag, I had to gold some shit

You ain't even that valid, you ain't vote for shit

'Member sleeping on the pallet, back broke and shit


[Verse 1: Cari]

Niggas think they really that valid, we don't go for shit

Hold on, let me freak this bitch

Bitch said she never did that, let me teach this bitch

Everything green like salad, I had to eat some shit

I don't think the last shit valid, might delete some shit

Baby, I don't really do the tricking, I'll treat some shit

Niggas get to talking outta pocket, I'll beat some shit

Told that nigga, "Hit the weight room," nigga weak as hell

Nigga think he killing like Mike, nigga Michael (He mean like Myers? Myers)


[Chorus: Cari]

Wait, I'm finna float this bitch

Niggas going straight up off the top, it's like I wrote this shit

Niggas in this bitch like, "Damn," like I broke some shit

Pull up with that bitch like, "Wham," I'll tote this bitch

Pull up in a Phantom like Danny, had to ghost some shit

Kicks came with a green tag, I had to gold some shit

You ain't even that valid, you ain't vote for shit

'Member sleeping on the pallet, back broke and shit


[Verse 2: Your Stepdad]

And shit I say go down in history, you can quote my shit

Nine to five, I'm slightly busting ass 'cause I got goals and shit

Jxlan, Cari, and Your Stepdad, that's a deadly combo

Scaring all the whites, I'm smoking gas, I'm on my potent shit

"Damn, boy, you going crazy," of course, I wrote this shit

I don't think I'd be going crazy with rap if I ain't— (Damn)

I don't think I'd be going crazy in rap if I ain't smoke and shit

Why this ho keep asking me 'bout my life, we ain't that close, lil' bitch

I'ma say what's on my mind, I won't repeat myself

Supporters said I'm on the grind, I can't delete my wealth

Bitch keep leaving Doowop on delivered, I'ma delete myself

Chicken with some lemon pepper on it— (*Sneeze*, goddamn it)

Chicken with some lemon pepper on it, that's— (Wait)

Chicken with some lemon pepper on it, that's a death for me

I shoot my shot, I'm feeling like Steph and she giving Headphanie

I'm sorry, I dragged on this feature, it's my destiny


[Chorus: Cari]

Niggas going straight up off the top, it's like I wrote this shit

Niggas in this bitch like, "Damn," like I broke some shit

Pull up with that bitch like, "Wham," I'll tote this bitch

Pull up in a Phantom like Danny, had to ghost some shit

Kicks came with a green tag, I had to gold some shit

You ain't even that valid, you ain't vote for shit

'Member sleeping on the pallet, back broke and shit