Card Sharp - Ned Kelly

Hold that thought, I’ll be right back

Birkin bag, and it hold the racks

Bad memory so I gotta backtrack

‘Cause I’m off a pill, yeah, I’m off a flat

Hahahahahahaha!

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Look at my wrist, it’s a light show

Look at my wrist, it’s an ice show

Ooh, I got more paper than the Bible

Thumbin' through these racks like a slideshow

Shawty, if I said I love you, it’s a typo

And I’m high as fuck like Eiffel

And I’m ballin' so hard like Michael

And if she say I’m ugly, she must be a fuckin' dyke hoe

Hold that thought, I’ll be right back

Birkin bag, and it hold the racks

Bad memory so I gotta backtrack

‘Cause I’m off a pill, yeah, I’m off a flat

One tab on my tongue, now I’m talkin' to God

Got grass in my lungs and it’s green like a yard

Got a bitch, and she bad,

I don’t fuck with a joker ‘cause I’m card sharp

Posted up in France like the Arc de Triomphe

Now I got some buzz, infinity and beyond

I’m a king, talk on me, I’ma tell him «Be gone»

Your bitch up and down on me like a seesaw

To be honest, I don’t care if she don’t write back

I know she fuckin' with me, she gon' be right back

If you lookin' for a feat, then boy, I might tax

‘Cause you’re tryna ride a wave just like hijacked

Look at my wrist, it’s a light show

Look at my wrist, it’s an ice show

Ooh, I got more paper than the Bible

Thumbin' through these racks like a slideshow

Hahahahahahaha!

Yeah, yeah, yeah