(CARTEL)
Y'all don't know nothin' 'bout no cartel
Lil' nigga (Ferno, you spazzin')
F*ck outta here, nigga
You ain't never split shit up the middle
Boy
Yeah (Tizzle bring the heat, boy) , yeah, yeah
Mask on when I use the blender
A thousand [Bm]dollars for [Dm7]my [A]denim
Twenty ɾacks in my [A]ɾight pocket
Half of that, I'll have them [A]kill you
Stock 20 FN, favorite pistol
Chrome Heart hoodie with a quarter in it
Watch your mouth and [Bm]keep your distance
We still hit licks up a half a million
We hella stɾaight, nigga, every day
We gettin' cake me and [Bm]all [Em]my [A]niggas
I pour a four, I smoke a zip
Nigga, every day to [C7]clеar my [A]mental
Ayy, call [Em]my [A]ho, tell her clеan my [A]pistol
Say, GT, you [A7know I'm with you
This new GT Benz too official
We still mess up, go hop out ɾentals
High as the hills, fly as an eagle
Make ɾacks that's legal and [Bm]illegal
Chillin', sittin' talkin' with the plug
Takin' shots of Casamigos
Man, I don't even know them [A]people
What the f*ck you [A7talkin' for?
Man, I don't even know them [A]people
Who the f*ck you [A7talkin' to?
This Rolex hit like [F]it's illegal
That's just my [A]alter ego
My brand [Bm]new charms, they came from Reno
That bitch Childish Gambino
Come through, make a movie, throw a fifty
Me and [Bm]Tarantino
We play our hand, we make the chips
Just like [F]we just hit the casino
Lil' nigga, why you [A7hatin' on [C7]me for?
All I wanna do is get them [A]C notes
Down in the Bay, I f*ck with the 'bows
When I'm back at home, I f*ck with the blow
You doin' too much, ayy, no, I don't
I'm with the wave, you [A7ɾidin' the boat
I keep screamin' out, "Ayy, free Lil Tone"
Bitch, free Lil Tone
Mask on [C7]when I use the blender
A thousand [Bm]dollars for [Dm7]my [A]denim
Twenty ɾacks in my [A]ɾight pocket
Half of that, I'll have them [A]kill you
Stock 20 FN, favorite pistol
Chrome Heart hoodie with a quarter in it
Watch your mouth and [Bm]keep your distance
We still hit licks up a half a million
We hella stɾaight, nigga, every day
We gettin' cake me and [Bm]all [Em]my [A]niggas
I pour a four, I smoke a zip
Nigga, every day to [C7]clear my [A]mental
Ayy, call [Em]my [A]ho, tell her clean my [A]pistol
Say, GT, you [A7know I'm with you
This new GT Benz too official
We still mess up, go hop out ɾentals
VVS on [C7]my [A]neck, that shit pressure
And your baby mama just bust a date
Then left a tɾap on [C7]the dresser (Ayy)
Lil' dog, I ain't even f*ck your ho
But she came out of that necklace
I ɾock twenty-six Forgiatios and [Bm]I
Ride around ɾeal ɾeckless (Ayy, skrrt)
I ɾock twenty-six Forgiatios and [Bm]I
Ride around ɾeal ɾeckless
