Top Songs By Cartel Bo
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trap Dickey
Vocals
Cartel Bo
Vocals
DJ Show Out
Programming
Gentle Beatz
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andres K Hunter
Songwriter
Daniel Schabel
Songwriter
Travis Mark' Anthony Dickey
Songwriter
Warren Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jason Barton
Mixing Engineer
DJ Show Out
Producer
Gentle Beatz
Producer
Lyrics
(Ayy, DJ Show Out time, what the fuck goin' on)
(Gentle Beatz)
My whole clique on fire (Boom), damn right, we the hottest (What else?)
Real street ****, I can serve each side of Carolina (On the gang)
The streets need me to pop it (Boom), waitin' on me to drop it (What else?)
Gold chains on like I'm Mr. T, I'm the one that beat up Rocky (Trap)
I serve weed for profit (Boom), we serve fiends to Roxy's (What else?)
Black bitch mean like Rossi, Batman, my **** kings of robbin' (Boom)
I got Ps, low-low, in the club with Gs and cuzzos (Trap)
Watch the feds, they takin' a photo
****, security, Craig and DooDoo (Boom)
Real gangster, shoot through the peephole
Take a shot, this shit like a free throw (Gang)
From the block, hood hero, plugged in with Cartel BO (Boom)
That's gang rollin', Cee Lo
Still in the streets, so I'm dodgin' my PO (Boom)
Still servin' fits, Geno (Geno), die 'bout a bitch, we know (Gang, hey, go)
Money mine for the takin' (Yeah)
Huh, fry his ass like bacon (Haha)
Gang go surround a **** with them sticks like this a Donald Trump assassination (Grrah)
Just like a pencil, I need paper (Yeah)
Got more championships than the Lakers (Hey)
She gon' get down on her knees good and look up to me like her savior (Ha-ha, yeah)
Tap the side of her head like a taper (Ha)
Snap my fingers, I get to movin' things (Yeah)
Don't tip me like gratuity (Nah)
Metal on my hands like the Wolverine
We gon' make a movie, ****, play dumb, we gon' kill 'em off like a bad actor (Hey)
I don't need a mask, finna wave that bitch like COVID-19, gang, gang (Haha, ha, get 'em in)
Do great business with these meth heads, these pill heads, these crack addicts (Yeah)
Don't subtract shit, don't divide nothin', I do not agree with your mathematics (Woo)
**** killin' shit, screamin', "Gang gang" in that courtroom, they be lab rats (Ha)
Take a look at me, all I do is speak and collect the fee like the bad power (Yeah)
My whole clique on fire (Boom), damn right, we the hottest (What else? Yeah)
Real street **** (Hey, hey), I can serve each side of Carolina (On the gang)
The streets need me to pop it (Boom), waitin' on me to drop it (What else?)
Gold chains on like I'm Mr. T, I'm the one that beat up Rocky (Trap)
I serve weed for profit (Boom), we serve fiends to Roxy's (What else? Yeah)
Black bitch mean like Rossi, Batman, my **** kings of robbin' (Boom)
I got Ps, low-low, in the club with Gs and cuzzos (Trap)
Watch the feds, they takin' a photo
****, security, Craig and DooDoo (Boom)
Written by: Andres K Hunter, Daniel Schabel, Travis Mark' Anthony Dickey, Warren Brown