Split (feat. Kyle Richh & Skilla Baby)

It's Carter, dickhead

And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju Made It

Grrah, like if they sleepin' on me, word to bro, I'll let 'em rest

And if she horsin' me, I'll check her, I'm not playin' chess

It's a couple **** who gon' mention me, I won't address

These **** broke, they say my name and think that they up next

In the V and I came with a stick

Bro, B gon' do what he do

Word to bro, bitch, I never ran Rick

If he push up on me, I'ma boom

Thinkin' he crazy, I feel like I'm Split

With my G, I got different moods

Bitch, I'm too lit, I can't speak for a bitch

Like Cinderella, they can't fit my shoes

Lit than a bitch

I get bricks of the fent

Tryna get to them chips

I don't run, bitch, I sprint

White bus with the tent

All my bitches come thick

Eatin' nachos in the trap

Get my chips, then I dip

Like if they get on bullshit, then I'm with the nonsense

Pull up Bentley Urus Maybach, it look like some prime shit

Can't bring the gang around no rappers, they be doin' wild shit

All my watches 41, you know me and Kyle rich, ha

Thinkin' he crazy, I feel like I'm Split

With my G, I got different moods

Bitch, I'm too lit, I can't speak for a bitch

Like Cinderella, they can't fit my shoes

I'm on the block every day with a savage or two

Bitch, I got this .30, I'm goin' for thirty, these **** be averagin' two

All black, phone off when I go on a mission

****, get on this corner, stop bitchin'

**** know we be steppin', I don't gotta to post it, I got way more than chains and bitches, yeah

****, I'm tryna go on a hunt

****, another one died, I'm glad

The more opps died, the bigger the blunt, bitch (Grrah)

I'm not even fast, ****, why would I run? (Grrah)

Opp thot gonna set up the line and you know I'm comin' with a drum

Thinkin' he crazy, I feel like I'm Split

With my G, I got different moods

Bitch, I'm too lit, I can't speak for a bitch

Like Cinderella, they can't fit my shoes

Can't bring the gang around no rappers, they be doin' wild shit

All my watches 41, you know me and Kyle rich, ha

He said me and Kyle rich

I can't cuff a goody goody, I need me a wild bitch

I can't go for disrespect, I'm with all the violence

****, this is my ship, I'm the fuckin' pilot

All this Dior from the source, I don't need a stylist

When I touch her, she get wet like my fuckin' diamonds

White tee with my jewels on

New ho, gotta move on

I'm at Saks Fifth with a bad bitch

I'm rich, don't need coupons

We ain't beefin' on no net, ****

Talk less and we shoot more

I ain't here for the chitter chat

It's a new pack if you move wrong

Can't bring the gang around no rappers, they be doin' wild shit

All my watches 41, you know me and Kyle rich, ha

Thinkin' he crazy, I feel like I'm Split

With my G, I got different moods

Bitch, I'm too lit, I can't speak for a bitch

Like Cinderella, they can't fit my shoes