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gelo - cartier trinz lyrics

cartier trinz lyrics
(shuiii)
(taydih on beat)
(on bookbag u ain evn no bou dat)
(ion ion ion ataughhh)
(atayughh watch am ughhh)
(taydih onda blok der)

worry about what you be saying
i’m saying
my b_tch telling me i need credit
hold on i might use my debit
yeah
100 shooters in my backpack
if i see you on the block we gon’ clap back
let me run it back
100 shooters on my shoulder like a quarterback
i get paid in full like a running back
run it back
hit that h_e in time
had to turn it back

little b_tch from cascade
had to throw a stack

b_tch so fine had to blow her back
told gelo where the cl_t was at

told gelo where the cl_t was at
then i switch it up
had to take gelo girl and i f_ck it up
b_tch smell too bad man back it up

back it up had to run my money up
stack it up
yeah i remember that time i was locked up

we was locked up

pour it in my cup
i done bought that b_tch a purse
i don’t even know my verse
i been trapping out, endurance
yeah i been popping pills
my diamonds zephyrhills
i don’t even pay my bills
cause i’m from this here

(ay man what the f_uck)
(get the f_ck off the mic)
(i been waiting all day)
childish as_ b_tch ain’t sucking d_ck
lil h_e on the block tryna run a l!ck
let me take a pic
selling t_shirts on the block yeah we getting rich
put his face on a t man f_ck a snitch
pull out the draco i won’t even flinch
like durt use the rubber
i’m bad with the pullout
don’t have no doubt
if you drive down my block
you might change up the route
bought out ice box that there be a drout
f_ck my neighbor i cut off his wifi
ran out walmart with tvs f_ck a check
sn_tch that

_microphone noises_
(give me the f_ck)
(ay let me put the pipe down man)
(give me the mic man your line suck)
(shut the f_ck up man)

(taydih)

(ay let me get that on that beat)
(alright i’m gon’ get that)
_cough_

you know who am is i ain’t take no d_ck
you know when i shoot the extendo clip
pull with you with the 223
better run and hide ima count to 3
i don’t take no ls all i know is dubs
pull all the baby mamas in all the clubs
run up your street rob your home
walk outside it’s 1 in the dawn
doing drive by’s in a rolls royce truck
iced out draco i ain’t gave no f_ck
glock in the gym no pain no gain
hop out the sunroof then i aim

(sh_t ain’t gon’ lie i ain’t know how to aim)

then i run it back

run it back
hit that h_e in time
had to turn it back

little b_tch from cascade
had to throw a stack

b_tch so fine had to blow her back

told gelo where the cl_t was at

i know where it’s at

i might whip out a scat

i might whip out a quarter

that b_tch my supporter

like yb and bagg

we run up a bag

we don’t take off the tag

i ain’t fena brag

(shawn)
(get the f_ck out the studio dawg)
(na f_ck that)

_arguing in back_

(they say gelo really made a song)
(f_cked up, of course i made a song)
(i don’t play with these folks)
(b_tch as_ boy playing with the game)

- gelo lyrics

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