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jay critch - cargos كلمات أغنية

[intro]
ayy, yeah (read people like a book, man)
uh, hood fav, ayy
uh, but you knew that (talk money gang)
(satorii)

[chorus]
i could read people, it’s like they came with a barcode (yeah)
just left from wells fargo (yeah)
that bag on me, need some extra pockets, need some cargos (racks)
and i been fly since polo tees with the cargo (hood fav)
boxes in the trap, it look like we movin’ the cargo (jugg)
i’m speakin’ from afar though
that benz you was postin’, man, where the f_ck did that car go? (where?)
high beams on the foreign make b_tches start singing high notes (hey)
you know i stay high, but i’m sober soon as you try though (soon as you try)
so don’t try that sh_t (so don’t try that sh_t)
[verse 1]
everything i wanted as a kid, now i go buy that sh_t (buy)
she could never play me like i’m broke, i could go buy that b_tch (stupid)
i made your wifey my bottom b_tch (hey)
stick to the code and i honor it (honor)
shooters, they got zero tolerance (zero)
double cup, raisin’ my tolerance (lean)
ayy, i went and f_cked up a bag, but you know i still have some cash on the side of it (still have some cash on the side)
we get that money, start wildin’ with it
nico world, you know 30s gon’ slide for it (nico world)
and i’m havin’ this sh_t, so i’m poppin’ it (pop it)
you see me up, but it used to be opposite (used to be opposite)
ayy, young rich n_gga, no stoppin’ it
r.i.p. take’, he up on a rocketship
still with the gang, you ‘ready know who i’m rockin’ with (30)
i was thinkin’ like a prophet way before i was ever a topic (hood fav)
don’t let that go over your head
i was shootin’ for the stars, you shootin’ over the head (over the head)
these n_ggas be in they feelings over these women, shootin’ it over the head (in they feelings)

[chorus]
i could read people, it’s like they came with a barcode
just left from wells fargo
that bag on me, need some extra pockets, need some cargos (racks)
and i been fly since polo tees with the cargo (hood fav)
boxes in the trap, it look like we movin’ the cargo (jugg)
i’m speakin’ from afar though
that benz you was postin’, man, where the f_ck did that car go? (where?)
high beams on the forearm make b_tches start singing high notes (hey)
you know i stay high, but i’m sober soon as you try though (soon as you try)
so don’t try that sh_t (so don’t try that sh_t)
[outro]
hood fav
huh, so don’t try that sh_t
man, all that money you was postin’, man, that, that whip was you postin’, man, what happened? like, f_ck that sh_t go?

- jay critch

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