Bobby Shmurda – Cartier Lens (Audio, Lyrics)

Bobby Shmurda unveils a new Ohmizzu-produced “Cartier Lens” song. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy, mp3 download.

Bobby Shmurda Cartier Lens

Since being released from prison, Bobby Shmurda has been living his best life. He’s taken to stages from one coast to the other, he has regularly shared photos and videos of himself jet-setting on the PJ, and Shmurda has been carefully working on his next project. The rapper already has a handful of mixtapes and EPs in his catalog, but the world has been patiently awaiting news on when Shmurda will drop his official studio debut.

A little over a week ago, Shmurda previewed a track that had fans up in arms over the music video clip that showed him dancing, but they’ve quelled their ire and have taken kindly to his Friday (October 29) release, “Cartier Lens.” The slow-burning builder finds Shmurda switching up his flow and arrives at the same time as the rapper illuminates Rolling Loud New York.

Bobby Shmurda – Cartier Lens (prod. Ohmizzu)

Lyrics

[Intro]
Trippin’ nigga
Trippin’, trippin’, trippin’, trippin’ nigga
Trippin’ nigga
Trippin’, trippin’, trippin’, trippin’
I’ve been trippin’ nigga
Trippin’ nigga
Yeah, yeah, ayy, grr
Trippin’, trippin’, trippin’, trippin’, gang
Nigga I’ve been bang, nigga
Trippin’, tripping, I’ve been gangsta, nigga
Trippin’, bang, sticky bands
It’s takin’ M’s, niga

[Verse 1]
Fuck you think it’s Bobby B, I’m off the the pens, nigga (Huh)
Gotta thank God first ‘fore I kiss my hands, nigga (Huh)
Had to crawl first ‘fore I touched a band, nigga (Fuck, I [?] the bought)
Yeah, I parked up, four niggas bent, nigga (Grr)
Jump a fence,nigga (Grr)
Bustin’ fans, nigga (Grr)
We ain’t from the [?] where niggas robbers them niggas
I shot at him, lil’ homie said that I was playin’ (Grr)
And I see million through my Cartier lens, nigga
These type of bitches, all these niggas, it’s all pretend (Yeah, yeah)
You lookin’ dead, don’t you be bad, I’m out the trench, nigga (Yeah, yeah)
I busted that for all my niggas in the pen (Yeah, yeah)
I had to buy that blue Ferrari, you know the [?], nigga
Ayy, once again, nigga, ayy, in the game, nigga
Spin your block ’til the world fuckin’ end, nigga
Fuck the cops, fuck the judge, fuck the pig, nigga
‘Cause bitch I’m back, and I’m hot and I’m rich, nigga

[Bridge / Chorus]
Whole lotta cash, bitch
Trippin’ nigga
Trippin’, trippin’, trippin’, trippin’ nigga
Trippin’ nigga (Yeah)
Trippin’, trippin’, trippin’, trippin’
I’ve been trippin’ nigga
Trippin’ nigga
Yeah, yeah, ayy

[Verse 2]
Go stack a bill, nigga (Uh-huh)
Them type of bitches, all these hoes, this shit get real (This shit get real)
‘Cause I was in here, all alone, all by myself, nigga
Ain’t no one to call, my mom was broke, ain’t got no bail, nigga
Auntie on the phone cryin’, “Please, don’t go to jail, nigga”
Love my baby, if they tryna give my bitch the [?], nigga
Then gave my bro-bro, fifty-three, [?], nigga
[?] been poppin’ pills after pills after pills, nigga
Tryna reminisce all my niggas that ain’t here, nigga

[Outro]
Yeah
I’ve been trippin’, uh
Yeah, yeah
I’ve been, yeah, yeah
I’ve been [?]
Keep a bag on me, keep a bag
I’ve been stackin’ M’s