lil $horty - medellin cartel! lyrics
[intro]
(brando sh+t)
[chorus: lil $horty]
i got that lean, i’m the hood doctor
h+ll nah, i can’t give a b+tch a dollar
drivin’ the foreign like paul walker
we move with the choppa’, n+gga, like a stalker
hard in the paint like waka flocka
came in this b+tch ballin’ serge ibaka
i’m finna blow when sh+t get real
ice on my wrist, got me on chill
i’m not from chicago but my n+ggas drill
my shooter just called me, said “easy k!ll”
i’m stackin’ my money tall like shaquille
my prices still shock a n+gga like a eel
i’m thuggin’ lil’ n+gga, f+ck how you feel
don’t play with my gang if you wanna live
[verse 1: lil randy]
don’t play with my gang, you don’t wanna get hurt
one phone+call put you on a shirt
stayin’ ten toes, got it out the dirt
came with the gang and they rеady to murk’ some
step in this b+tch and i’m sippin’ on syrup
she bootеd off molly, i’m itchin’ off percs
run off on the plug, finesse for the worst
these n+ggas ridin’ the wave, we created it first
[verse 2: diego money]
i’m sippin’, i can’t do the perc
i’m f+ckin’ yo’ b+tch, make her squirt
i’m in the kitchen with the birds
inside the trap, lit like a concert
these ysl shoes, i don’t rock converse
that ice on my neck, [?]
hit a n+gga with a thirty+round burst
everything you think you did i done first
i stay touchin’ cash like a clerk
make the wrong move and get left on a outskirt
[chorus: lil $horty]
i got that lean, i’m the hood doctor
h+ll nah, i can’t give a b+tch a dollar
drivin’ the foreign like paul walker
we move with the choppa’, n+gga, like a stalker
hard in the paint like waka flocka
came in this b+tch ballin’ serge ibaka
i’m finna blow when sh+t get real
ice on my wrist, got me on chill
i’m not from chicago but my n+ggas drill
my shooter just called me, said “easy k!ll”
i’m stackin’ my money tall like shaquille
my prices still shock a n+gga like a eel
i’m thuggin’ lil’ n+gga, f+ck how you feel
don’t play with my gang if you wanna live
[verse 3: lil $horty]
i’m sippin’ on syrup like big moe
these racks in my pockets fat, fat joe
[?]
[chorus: lil $horty]
i got that lean, i’m the hood doctor
h+ll nah, i can’t give a b+tch a dollar
drivin’ the foreign like paul walker
we move with the choppa’, n+gga, like a stalker
hard in the paint like waka flocka
came in this b+tch ballin’ serge ibaka
i’m finna blow when sh+t get real
ice on my wrist, got me on chill
i’m not from chicago but my n+ggas drill
my shooter just called me, said “easy k!ll”
i’m stackin’ my money tall like shaquille
my prices still shock a n+gga like a eel
i’m thuggin’ lil’ n+gga, f+ck how you feel
don’t play with my gang if you wanna live
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