Put my trust in niggas
Can't believe the tables turned
Chances are they not the last
Surely ain't the first
I could get some niggas gone
I just say the word
We gon' pull up put that fire on him
Like he late to work

Too many cooks up in that kitchen
Then the plate get burned
Niggas love to get impatient
Hate to wait they turn
Outta everybody
How you do your gang the worst?
I can't wrap my head around that shit
It truly ain't no words

All my niggas stand up
I don't hang with nerds
We put numbers on the board
Ain't talkin' 'bout Traylon Burks
If you wonder what it take
Why don't you wait and learn?
Bled about it
Got rewarded for my pain and hurt

Still the same
But I ain't the same on the inside
If you seen the type of shit I seen
It'd turn your skin white
Even through the pain
Kept my chin high
If he want smoke
We set him straight like the pinstripe

Heart cold as ice
So my chain came in brick white
Tried to tell em' playin' with my name
Get your shit striked
I'm too fuckin' grown, bitch
I ain't makin' shit right
Guess it is what it is
Don't nobody get to live twice

Put my trust in niggas
Can't believe the tables turned
Chances are they not the last
Surely ain't the first
I could get some niggas gone
I just say the word
We gon' pull up put that fire on him
Like he late to work

Too many cooks up in that kitchen
Then the plate get burned
Niggas love to get impatient
Hate to wait they turn
Outta everybody
How you do your gang the worst?
I can't wrap my head around that shit
It truly ain't no words

live twice prod. 808illusion + drumma

Cars, clothes, and hoes
Nigga, you name it
I'm havin' options
I'm with a bad lil' bitch in a wide body coupe
Keep askin' XO"where the top went?"
Diamonds on me get to blindin
They go back and forth like these mothafuckas boxin
I'm havin' way more designer
Than niggas could even imagine
I'm just being honest

Niggas be hatin
I see that shit written all over they face
But that ain't finna stop shit
I just walked outta the mall with bags on bags
Look like I came out tryna shoplift
I'm flyin' first class out to LA
I could probably get up and go talk to the pilot
Japanese shit all over my body, on God
I probably could join the Akatsuki

This ain't a demon
But you can't catch up when that bitch get to speedin
Promise I'm that type of nigga
To pull up on niggas and flex for no reason
I'm havin' too much connect
I could slide to the H
And ball out like Ariza
But really, I meant to say Harden
But fuck it, my nigga
You still got the meaning

All of these poles 'round the gang
We could really go turn this bitch to open season
I hit the show and they singin' it back
Like we doin' the Pledge of Allegiance
I got these denim from France
I'm draped in Alyx on that 1017 shit
Real high clarity diamonds
They not from the fridge but these mothafuckas freezin

Bitch, you can try if you want to
Gang get it done and we keepin' that secret
I'm movin' different
They showin' love out west
And the same on the east end
Stripes all over
I'm makin' plays like I'm thinkin' 'bout playing collegiate
Yeah, I get fly as fuck
But it really ain't nothing for the gang to get greasy

Cars, clothes, and hoes
Nigga, you name it
I'm havin' options
I'm with a bad lil' bitch in a wide body coupe
Keep askin' XO"where the top went?"
Diamonds on me get to blindin
They go back and forth like these mothafuckas boxin
I'm havin' way more designer
Than niggas could even imagine
I'm just being honest

Niggas be hatin
I see that shit written all over they face
But that ain't finna stop shit
I just walked outta the mall with bags on bags
Look like I came out tryna shoplift
I'm flyin' first class out to LA
I could probably get up and go talk to the pilot
Japanese shit all over my body, on God
I probably could join the Akatsuki

akatsuki prod. waakeful + sickotwizzer

If I'm one of one
Then how the fuck you catchin' up?
This a different type of swag
Can't get next to us
Gang coming through with cups
And some 7Up's
Read the lick
It ain't hard to tell who niggas jealous of

I don't understand
What's up with niggas testing us?
Fold em up, press your luck
Let's see how your weapon does
She like"Can I break some friends?
Let's have a sevensome"
I'm tryna see how many hoes
Can fit up in that Bentley truck

You ain't talkin' 'bout racks
Can't get no answer
Prolly in the stu with Schedule two
And some 'lil dancers
She can't get no dick
She throw a tantrum
Japanese designer
I get fly as shit, I'm handsome

How come you get quiet
When we talking 'bout that income?
How come you get nervous
When the gang come around with handguns?
Catch me off the internet
My niggas get you canceled
Since you love that online shit
We'll post your memorandum

I'm tryna break it down
She keep on playing dumb
I ain't tryna make this hoe no wife
Can't do no laying up
She like you the biggest
Bitch, you ain't wrong
Pull up fly as fuck
They like"where the hell you came from?"

If I'm one of one
Then how the fuck you catchin' up?
This a different type of swag
Can't get next to us
Gang coming through with cups
And some 7Up's
Read the lick
It ain't hard to tell who niggas jealous of

I don't understand
What's up with niggas testing us?
Fold em up, press your luck
Let's see how your weapon does
She like"Can I break some friends?
Let's have a sevensome"
I'm tryna see how many hoes
Can fit up in that Bentley truck

tantrum prod. silvercity

That's Me [p. @nova.rlr x @mobebeatss]

Ghost Of Chair Carti (Feat. Kanye West and Tyler, the Creator)

Club In The City (feat. Lil Dahmer)

Divorce

Dear Diary

Corndog

Human ATM is the first track off of H.M.T's upcoming project titled Hollywood Psychedelia

Human ATM

I am Chair Carti, resident of Cartimerica.

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