lirik lagu lil $tackz (pa) & cartier (pa) - cokeball
[cartier: intro]
before you talk sh~t, you best hear the beat
[cartier: chorus]
cartier frames on, i can’t f~ckin’ see (f~ckin’ see)
b~tch i’m geekin’ and i’m tweakin’ off the f~ckin’ lean (f~ckin’ lean’)
i f~cked yo b~tch up in my car yeah i hit her spleen (hit her spleen)
you ain’t on no f~ckin’ x you off the codeine (yuh, skrt)
why you runnin’, perkie hit ya tummy (huh, huh)
you feelin’ sunny, junkie, you a bummy (huh, huh)
got the beat for free yeah cause i make money (huh, huh)
ima tyb yo b~tch, ima take ya honey (huh, huh)
ima stack up all yo bread, ima take ya money (huh, huh)
you not f~ckin’ 2up, yeah, you not funny (yeah, not funny)
rat b~tch, yeah you gon’ eat the f~ckin’ crumbings (rat b~tch)
[cartier: verse]
you don’t know, haha, you don’t know haha (haha)
you a joke haha, cut ya throat, haha (haha)
i’m in sp~ce haha, not a boat, haha (yuh)
i don’t wanna hear yo 2 cents if ya broke (nah)
i could give you f~ckin’ 2 cents for ya hoe (yeah)
rent the b~tch out, yeah, ima f~ck her slow (skrt)
you don’t gotta worry b~tch, i’m the f~ckin’ g.o.a.t, ha
the g.o.a.t tote a pole ha, the g.o.a.t wipe ya nose, ha
i’m in a range rover ha, i don’t drive slow, nah
i hit the dash, i go ha, snortin’ all that snow, ha
cokeball, ho ha, f~ck it till it blow, ha
f~ck my ex
[cartier: chorus]
cartier frames on, i can’t f~ckin’ see (f~ckin’ see)
b~tch i’m geekin’ and i’m tweakin’ off the f~ckin’ lean (f~ckin’ lean’)
i f~cked yo b~tch up in my car yeah i hit her spleen (hit her spleen)
you ain’t on no f~ckin’ x you off the codeine
ha b~tch, now ya know me
why you runnin’, perkie hit ya tummy (huh, huh)
you feelin’ sunny, junkie, you a bummy (huh, huh)
got the beat for free yeah, cause i make money (huh, huh)
ima tyb yo b~tch, ima take ya honey (huh, huh)
ima stack up all yo bread, ima take ya money (huh, huh)
you not f~ckin’ 2up, yeah, you not funny (yeah, not funny)
rat b~tch, yeah you gon’ eat the f~ckin’ crumbing’s (rat b~tch)
[lil $tackz: verse]
like lil $tackz is on the track, b~tch
hop up in my f~ckin m and now i’m switching f~ckin lanes
n~ggas wanna play me goofy, ion hear the f~ckin lames
kenzo cash like my name kaine
shawty give me stupid brain
and now n~ggas can’t think the same
what car ima drive today?
foreign cars is all i race and payday was like chips, lays
left a n~gga feeling lucki, now he inna f~ckin haze
running routes i got the plays
hit my phone like ima chase
i got n~ggas throwing shade and i don’t give a f~ck
vlado always boutta buck and i can’t stop till i get funds
n~ggas play like this a game, fun fact my life was neva fun
neva toting on a gun but i still got it from the mud
can’t call me yu little bro, i only got a couple muds
i got static on the beat and ima strike it like a drum
n~ggas always stay in motion
i got sauce like sip my potion
on the beat and i’m just costing
light a splee we get to toasting
shawty at my f~ckin crib and ion need a f~ckin trojan
[lil $tackz: bridge]
ion need a f~ckin trojan
got the za, we just rolling
call up all the f~ckin guys
we got the knocks, we just strolling
ain’t no bluff up in my rap so ima keep on f~ckin boasting
ima keep on f~ckin boasting
like we gon’ f~ckin blow up (blow up)
like we gon’ f~ckin blow up (blow up)
i got knocks up in the spot
and we gon’ f~ckin show up
show up, show up
like we gon f~cking what, what?
[cartier: outro]
yeah, we gon’ f~ckin’ show up (ha, b~tch)
take yo hand to roll up, huh
pour that f~ckin’ four up
yeah, skert
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