lirik lagu cardo got wings - know he dead
[intro]
ghetto
i need a—
[verse]
i need a platinum rolex with the arabic dial
i need a pint of act’, ten million cash and some black & milds
gotta keep switchin’ up the flow ’cause they gon’ sn~tch my style
this b~tch p~ssy keep f~ckin’ up the floor, she need to grab a towel
i let lil tay whip the lamb’ truck, this n~gga actin’ wild
i was mad as f~ck, seen a drank bottle and i cracked a smile
he called the phone and asked me, “is some crack around?”
let’s talk about my driveway, that b~tch wrap~around
it’s a cheat code to life, you gotta always keep a smack around
i used to middleman drank and ‘bows of weed, i’m a rapper now
i’m the biggest now
how you gon’ talk down to me and i did not let my n~ggas down
you’ll get on facebook and write a paragraph
i’m the type to get on instagram and post a m in cash
thеy caught him without belt and they whipped his ass
i’m a millionairе, i was just on welch smokin’ nickel bags
like, probably like one time a month, jump in the trickin’ bag
but i ain’t gon’ lie, when i was in the feds, i was trickin’ bad
like, every other week, a new b~tch, grabbin’ different ass
you’ll f~ck around and lose forty~one days if you miss a class
they wanna program you
like, ain’t no walks in the park, i don’t wanna hold hands you
like, b~tch, i don’t wanna hold your hand
i only wanna f~ck and i don’t know your man
i still remember when the police k!lled dominique and now bobo dead
i got a pint of wock, but i want some red
watched the body drop on cctv, boy, we know he dead
these young n~ggas wildin’, get on instagram and say they smoked your mans
if you wanna be a rich b~tch, never close your legs
they blew his sh~t off, but he was in shock, so he—, like, lift his arm up tryna hold his head
but his brains was on the floor, boy, you know he dead
lil ron do not k!ll his self, boy, the police did
if you a real drank plug, can you show me red?
i got a ten thousand dollar budget, i just want a bed
but that’s really for my b~tch, sh~t, i don’t go to bed
i’ll never give a b~tch my number so the hoe can beg
hit me on the ‘gram
we just bought a qp, he finna smoke a gram
he got a kriss vec’ in his 21, ooh, i hope it jam
i wish that one n~gga could get dig up and smoked again
can get a kilo for ten racks, i’m with my joker friend
he got a beanie on and a white dog
five bullies at the mansion, but i don’t like dogs
i know a n~gga up a million dollars used to fight dogs
your whole life can change, make that right call
he did not use his brain, knocked it right off
like, his head gone, decapitated
i was gettin’ head from a co b~tch, i wasn’t m~st~rbatin’
told her bring some drugs, then she said, “rio, you know you have to pay me”
called freeze up, told him load up, and gave her ass some paper
ain’t arguin’ ’bout the drank price, grab a calculator
when i don’t want the sh~t, i never say, “no”, i just say, “i’ll grab it later”
and i never grab it
you can’t speak on what a m feel like if you never had it
she bust the windows on the lamb’ truck, this b~tch here dramatic
f~cked my ap, rolex hand up, i went and bought a patek
i told bro to shoot me dead if he caught me cappin’
i know the n~gga dead, bro just called me laughin’
[outro]
he ain’t say nothin’
he called me while the skit was goin’ down, i heard a ‘k bussin’
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