Duwap Kaine
Cardi B
[Intro]
Damn (Let's roll)

[Chorus]
Fell in love with a stripper, I think it’s Cardi B (Oh, oh, uh, uh)
I don't wanna argue, don't start with me
Told yo bitch get in the car with me (Oh, oh, uh, uh)
Too much drip when I walk by, pardon me (On God)
Feel like Rich Kidz, that’s my partna dem (On gang)
Made me a beat, feel like wheezy outta here (On gang)
Told that thot bitch to get outta here (On gang)
I'm sending packs to Idaho (Oh, oh, uh, uh)

[Verse]
12 ask me something, I don't know (Act like I'mma know)
Walked down on this n***a with the chrome (Bust down)
Homicide, we gone slide to your home (Homicide)
Call the paramedics, cause I shot at his torso (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Uh, n***as say they got sauce, Ragù (That shit fuckin' wack)
N***a, that's a corny ass line, I rap better than you
Slide in the SU, damn (We finna slide out)
LV and my jacket got V on it (Designer)
And you got a gun, and you don't own it (What the fuck?)
Tryna live my life man, you so corny (Corny)
N***as fairytale, like a pony
Bought my future kid a pony (I love you)
She fuck with my acrimony (She eat up that dick, n***a)
Brought dope to the ceremony
Red dot on yo head, pepperoni (Red dot)
Yeezys on, these are not Sauconys (I'm not a bum)
Popped a perc, and I’m rollin’
Got the crips with me, and they rollin' (Let’s go)
Got some bloods with me, and they Brim (Let's go)
Got some bloods with me, and they Billy
Finessed his homeboy, he is so silly (Finessed his ass)
I went to New York, I gotta go to Philly (Go, go, go)
Feel like Lil Wayne, a milli, a milli
Do a trick on a bitch, just like a wheelie
Too high, y'all don't know what I’m feeling
Stupid ass bitch, right in her feelings (She got me fucked up)
You use EBT (Broke ass)
I'm fuckin' yo bitch, she got double Ds
Rich n***a, still go to Mickey D's
In the hood I was selling CDs
Go in the hood store and get a freeze (Get an ICEE)
I'm not stopping if the police say freeze (Go, go, go)
[Chorus]
Fell in love with a stripper, I think it's Cardi B (Oh, oh, uh, uh)
I don't wanna argue, don't start with me
Told yo bitch get in the car with me (Oh, oh, uh, uh)
Too much drip when I walk by, pardon me
Feel like Rich Kidz, that's my partna dem (Oh, oh, uh, uh)
Made me a beat, feel like wheezy outta here
Told that thot bitch to get outta here (Oh, oh, uh, uh)
I'm sending packs to Idaho