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lanco da cartel - winona lyrics

[hook:]

don’t take no handouts this is my owna
and the feds know that 40 cal fit my persona
i can sell me no more weed because i am a stona
when i act up it get loud guess its matching my odour
finished whippin’ up a batch got the fish scale aroma
one toke will have you gl-ssed get em’ sent to a coma
won’t stop till’ i put a roof on the hill like i’m jonah
servin’ white chicks in the city, white chick from winona

[verse 1:]

i just walk in the trap and i sold me two half a b’s
i ain’t wholesaling either i’m chippin’ down to the fiends
way before i seen a bean i fell in love with the triple beam
way before i was hustilin’ was solvin’ out a.d.t’s
i’m way out where 42 can’t consider me
too much traffic on the 401 dip to the 403
a quarter key ain’t open doors for me i had to use my feet
can’t even stretch instant lockup thanks to the recipe
so tell a dumb broad b-tch free lm, afri a wiz
f-ck the system man its rigged, try to line us up with them bids
on a 12 hour shift overtime so i cannot miss
started with a half a nick, turn a baby into a chick

[hook:]

[verse 2:]

i’m servin’ work same colour as a b-tch thats persian
i’m learnin’ my ideal lifestyle is a different version
so i’m mergin’ on the express because the fiends they urgin’
couldn’t bad me up before and i’m not a different person
worsen roll with gas, flame spark sh-t combustin’
she jerkin’ and slurpin’ to get herself a burkin’
networkin’ make me reflect on all the times i’m hurtin’
i ain’t drownin’ in the water, whip and sh-t start surfin’
i hear from all the sides and swear that sh-ts not adding up
and if a n-gg- outline, bomb his land up like syria
its sad enough to show her you’re the man, you had to add a cuff
man like me just like to ride, they like the way i saddle up
i fished off the boat my plug tell me to get my paddle up
these kids play with toys, whats a noise so try not to get rattled up
they used to diss, say we were nothing so why are they mad at us
to find my way i was chippin’ off icebergs from antartica

[hook:]

- lanco da cartel lyrics

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