Cartel

Keep a choppa on my waist only protection

I don’t need a bodyguard I got my smith and wesson

Couple people stressin when I pull up at the function

Pupils bigger than my eyes you sippin Robitussin

I’ve been getting to the bands and it touched my soul

My gun is proactively poppin you like pimples

I keep putting in the work when your souls are sold

Imma make these tracks till my heart turns cold

I’ve been getting this money like I’m in the cartel

My bitch bouncing like a bunny got 100 grams to sell

Flip a pack back to back is this heaven or is it hell

Loud pack in backwood you getting that new smell

I’ve been getting this money like I’m in the cartel

My bitch bouncing like a bunny got 100 grams to sell

Flip a pack back to back is this heaven or is it hell

Loud pack in backwood you getting that new smell

Yeah I’m too bold

let my heart turn cold

Starting a new wave you can call me king cold

But I’m like gogeta when I’m comin with the power

I’m on your girls playlist she listens every hour

No chance of floppin just like it’s hot shower

It’s a big day stern with the Glock call me Howard

I ain’t a real ganster but you know I ain’t a coward

So if you walk around me it’s gonna turn sour

Bitch,

now I’m toting my hip

Rugar and a smith and Wesson I’m reloading the clip

I knew she wasn’t the one so hit it once then I dip

Bloody blade in my hand that’s what I mean by drip

Off rip big stick hit you like a kick flip

Smoke a zip in a spliff bet you never heard this

Or that you always gonna feel pain like you getting a tat

You always seemed like the person that I wanna attack

I’ve been getting this money like I’m in the cartel

My bitch bouncing like a bunny got 100 grams to sell

Flip a pack back to back is this heaven or is it hell

Loud pack in backwood you getting that new smell

I’ve been getting this money like I’m in the cartel

My bitch bouncing like a bunny got 100 grams to sell

Flip a pack back to back is this heaven or is it hell

Loud pack in backwood you getting that new smell

Keep a choppa on my waist only protection

I don’t need a bodyguard I got my smith and wesson

Couple people stressin when I pull up at the function

Pupils bigger than my eyes you sippin Robitussin

I’ve been getting to the bands and it touched my soul

My gun is proactively poppin you like pimples

I keep putting in the work when your souls are sold

Imma make these tracks till my heart turns cold