xtsy* - cartel lyrics
[hook]
i got so much unreleased
i make a li’ hoe, touch her knees
we send the shots, don’t call the police
she suck me up, she don’t use no t__th
she tryna f_ck, ima buy her some briefs
she tryna f_ck through my psd’s
lost my bro, so now i can’t sleep
lost my bro, got ptsd
told to my brudda don’t cuff no treesh
talk to my brudda don’t cuff no that
i been rollin’ i’m with my glock!
i don’t wanna fight, i wanna talk, talk, talk
even though [?] top, top, top
every time you drop that sh_t flop, flop, flop
hoes spot sh_t like mardi gras
[verse]
k!llas in the trap look like cartel
said he my brother i can’t even tell
came out the gutter sh_t didn’t go well
got it out the mud sum like oh well
i’ma need purple like okay wеll
called out slime like plеase don’t sell
called out slime like hit his sh_t
out of his mind what twin just did
got a young n_gga lined just flipped his sh_t
slime in the trap just flipped the whole brick
f_ck her friend like, so b_tch?
she wanna band like, no b_tch
slime yo’ man you on the hoe sh_t
slime yo’ boy you on the hoe sh_t
12 catch me then i don’t know sh_t
blood on his tee on some kickdoe sh_t
[verse]
asian hoe and she rockin’ alyx
call up slime finna get him hit
pullin’ out p.s.d. she want the d_ck!
she take a percocet n_gga off rip
move like shaq 03′ in the paint
don’t got a bag never cared what you think
i’m gon’ slide n_gga pullin’ up ranks
don’t got time ‘told her pull up the tank
me and my brother we slide in the tank
n_gga i’m sanctioned i go where you can’t
too many shots from the glock oh well
she seen her son n_gga started to faint
ride with the cartel n_gga
we gon’ ban that n_gga
me and rex, no sp_ce for no fan ass n_gga
you a snitch no time in the can ass n_gga
one hole, goal line, finna ran that n_gga
[hook]
i got so much unreleased
i make a li’ hoe, touch her knees
we send the shots, don’t call the police
she suck me up, she don’t use no t__th
she tryna f_ck, ima buy her some briefs
she tryna f_ck through my psd’s
lost my bro, so now i can’t sleep
lost my bro, got ptsd
told to my brudda don’t cuff no treesh
talk to my brudda don’t cuff no that
i been rollin’ i’m with my glock!
i don’t wanna fight, i wanna talk, talk, talk
even though [?] top, top, top
every time you drop that sh_t flop, flop, flop
hoes in the spot sh_t like mardi gras
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