lirik lagu xtsy* - cartel
[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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