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Carnival Video (MV)




Performed By: DEEKAYX
Language: English
Length: 2:07
Written by: Deekay Battle




DEEKAYX - Carnival Lyrics




How that hollow feel
Pull up with carbon
Stop yellin don't do all the arguing
Don't need to scope bet I still hit my target

Bitch betta give that shit on right now
I did not come here to bargain
Okay f*ck all the opps and f*ck the Jakes
Don't give a f*ck about the sergeant

Bitch im real up and I'm turnt lil' bitch
For anybody who askin
Okay just put a bro in the casket
Like I don't know shit don't come in here askin

I just might take that boy life
Burn tha boy up
Then I'ma spread all his ashes
This hoe gon keep on frontin
Like she don't wanna f*ck

But we all know you get nasty
Free all the guys
They the real niggas
All of the others be fake

This nigga tried hide can't run from your fate
I'm really top g but I'm kay not tate
Tell them niggas stop dissin and that's for they sake
Wide body track better get out the way

Like push up on him he don't got shit to say
Like push up on him say that shit in my face
Pull out the gun I ain't runnin' no fade
Like all of these thots you know they get laid
Boy this nigga so broke he never get paid

You better be lucky you really got saved
Nigga get out of my face
You really a goofy
I don't even think that you bathe

Remember when I was a jit
Tryna get hoes
I used to stand the cade
I don't even crash out

But when a nigga get mad I bet I snatch yo head
I feel like a barber
Bet I push up on that nigga
And I'ma shave off his dreads

Nigga keep talkin' that shit
Like shut the f*ck up
I don't give a f*ck what you said
Nigga you dug yo grave made yo shit
Now u gotta lay in yo bed

I swear this shit gets contagious
I thumb through these racks
I flip through these pages
Don't say nun bout shit you not havin wages

Put that shit on my life we can really wager
Hoe from the country she speak like she mater

If it's not about money I'll talk to you later
Ima send em to god he gon be with his savior

I don't know what it is but it's not good behavior
Light luh bruh up like a candle
I be ballin' like Julius Randall

Like I'm feelin' white hit the bitch in my sandals
Don't ask me shit cause I don't got no answers
Like just that shit that make niggas fold
Make niggas shit and they pamper

Like I plan on chillin I'm tryna get lazy
I pour a four in my fanta
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How that hollow feel
Pull up with carbon
Stop yellin don't do all the arguing
Don't need to scope bet I still hit my target

Bitch betta give that shit on right now
I did not come here to bargain
Okay f*ck all the opps and f*ck the Jakes
Don't give a f*ck about the sergeant

Bitch im real up and I'm turnt lil' bitch
For anybody who askin
Okay just put a bro in the casket
Like I don't know shit don't come in here askin

I just might take that boy life
Burn tha boy up
Then I'ma spread all his ashes
This hoe gon keep on frontin
Like she don't wanna f*ck

But we all know you get nasty
Free all the guys
They the real niggas
All of the others be fake

This nigga tried hide can't run from your fate
I'm really top g but I'm kay not tate
Tell them niggas stop dissin and that's for they sake
Wide body track better get out the way

Like push up on him he don't got shit to say
Like push up on him say that shit in my face
Pull out the gun I ain't runnin' no fade
Like all of these thots you know they get laid
Boy this nigga so broke he never get paid

You better be lucky you really got saved
Nigga get out of my face
You really a goofy
I don't even think that you bathe

Remember when I was a jit
Tryna get hoes
I used to stand the cade
I don't even crash out

But when a nigga get mad I bet I snatch yo head
I feel like a barber
Bet I push up on that nigga
And I'ma shave off his dreads

Nigga keep talkin' that shit
Like shut the f*ck up
I don't give a f*ck what you said
Nigga you dug yo grave made yo shit
Now u gotta lay in yo bed

I swear this shit gets contagious
I thumb through these racks
I flip through these pages
Don't say nun bout shit you not havin wages

Put that shit on my life we can really wager
Hoe from the country she speak like she mater

If it's not about money I'll talk to you later
Ima send em to god he gon be with his savior

I don't know what it is but it's not good behavior
Light luh bruh up like a candle
I be ballin' like Julius Randall

Like I'm feelin' white hit the bitch in my sandals
Don't ask me shit cause I don't got no answers
Like just that shit that make niggas fold
Make niggas shit and they pamper

Like I plan on chillin I'm tryna get lazy
I pour a four in my fanta
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Writer: Deekay Battle
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