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cartel bo - how i'm comin lyrics

[intro]
haha, yeah
(renegade)
cartel
frrt, let me ask you a question, man, for real

[chorus]
which one of you tough+ass n+ggas ready to die first? (grrah)
mama ain’t got no money to bury your ass, you can use my he+rs+ (yeah)
nuts hangin’ so motherf+ckin’ low, my d+mn c+ck hurt (ooh, ooh)
don’t want that b+tch to leave, but she see me, so your ass out of there (hey)
from houston, but don’t get sh+t f+cked up, we not them other n+ggas (yeah)
this money just keep goin’ and goin’ and goin’ like i got a money printer (yeah)
ruin your lil’ day, yeah, i’m the lightning and the thunder, n+gga (baow)
hundred mile an hour winds is how you know i’m comin’, n+gga (yеah)

[verse]
cleaner than a soap dish (hey), can’t gеt hard off no broke b+tch (nah)
this that for the low sh+t (ooh), that fresh up off the boat, b+tch (yeah)
why is it that your house and car the same price as my coat, b+tch? (haha)
blue hundreds give me the exact same side effects as snortin’ coke, b+tch (yeah)
contracts with the reaper (who?)
some of my n+ggas be eatin’ people (yeah)
they think ’cause of jeepers creepers (haha)
the f+ck, is you gon’ save a demon? (baow)
who love orange soda mixed with syrup, b+tch, i’m like kelly king (mm)
we put so much dope on top of the scale, it said, “to be continued” (haha)
you must place your bets to play, which jet we gon’ take today? (vroom)
want this work? they got the cash (hey) no, not yet, let’s make ’em wait (hey)
you need safety goggles in my trap, it might mess up your eyes (haha)
i put you around the right n+ggas, can you connect the dots? (yeah)
i’d rather you sit and not say sh+t before you tell a lie (nah)
all about my bread, yeah, i like cheese, i might need extra fries (nah)
how the f+ck you tellin’ me he real? you know he testify (nah)
i don’t give a f+ck how many he k!lled, this n+gga finna die (grrah)
[chorus]
which one of you tough+ass n+ggas ready to die first? (b+tch)
mama ain’t got no money to bury your ass, you can use my he+rs+ (yeah)
nuts hangin’ so motherf+ckin’ low, my d+mn c+ck hurt (hey)
don’t want that b+tch to leave, but she see me, so your ass out of there (bye)
from houston, but don’t get sh+t f+cked up, we not them other n+ggas (nah)
this money just keep goin’ and goin’ and goin’ like i got a money printer (baow)
ruin your lil’ day, yeah, i’m the lightning and the thunder, n+gga (hey)
hundred mile an hour winds is how you know i’m comin’, n+gga (yeah)

- cartel bo lyrics

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