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tony cartel – trap chronicles lyrics

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tony cartel
trap chronicles

[ hook 2x ]
i can’t even f-ck
with you boys too sloppy
moving how you move
man the fed’s probably watching
if they don’t get you
then the jack boys plotting
n-ggas talking reckless
on the phone when they shopping
we ain’t never met
so he don’t know his connect
serve a n-gga three person
cause i know n-ggas talking

[ verse 1 ]
n-gga i just met you
and you moving too fast
n-gga i was balling
you was in the gym cl-ss
filling up the bags
got me in the s-cl-ss
yeah we jabs
but it’s different weight cl-ss
even got the white boy
in the meth lab
n-gga just got dressed
and i caught jet lag
man i can’t serve everybody
gotta be selective
i don’ made a couple bands
n-gga for i ate breakfast
politicians on my line
man i’m connected
shooter in the trap
man you know that sh-t protected
even got detectives
if something goes wrong
but the money strong
they see it from my perspective
got the brand new stash box
through that in the white benz
my lawyer say i’m living
like i got some corporate white friends
even get the invite in
you gotta buy ten
have them sh-ts half way done
by the nights end
word get around to the connect
he take a flight in
he thought i was a spanish kid
cause a n-gga light skin
no habla espanol no

[ hook ]
look
i can’t even f-ck
with you boys too sloppy
moving how you move
man the fed’s probably watching
if they don’t get you
then the jack boys plotting
n-ggas talking reckless
on the phone when they shopping
we ain’t never met
so he don’t know his connect
serve a n-gga three person
cause i know n-ggas talking
a yo shorty from
the other night though

[ verse 2 ]
i couldn’t even f-ck her good
that head was to sloppy
she even hit the b-lls
and that p-ssy tsunami
wake up in the morning
and she cooking food for me
got a gun card she gon’
but the tool for me
bagging up the raw
and the store inside the car
ain’t no limit to the sh-t
that she say she do for me
met a bad -ss red bone
say she from the southside
got a pretty -ss p-ssy
and she know
to keep her mouth quite
she a good girl but she love
a n-gga trap vibe
told me i ain’t worry bout her ex
cause he flat line
she the type to worry
want me home in a hurry
if a n-gga don’t answer
then she call the trap line
shorty be surprising me
buying me designer sh-t
she was with me through the case
said she liked how i handled it
even hit her job
she was f-ck with the manager
got the credit numbers
they ain’t get her on camera
held her sh-t together
interviewed by the federal
and she ain’t get fired man
they hit her with a settlement
got a bad -ss body
but i’m f-cking with her intellect
she the type to do a resume
then help me with that reynolds wrap
hit her with the d-ck ever since
man it’s been a wrap
when i got jammed up
she even drove the rental back
f-cked me on her lunch break
she know a n-gga feeling that
she ain’t even f-ck with street n-ggas
now she only feeling that
i couldn’t even f-ck her good
that head was too sloppy
that head was to sloppy
she even hit the b-lls
and that p-ssy tsunami
wake up in the morning
and she cooking food for me
got a gun card she gon’
but the tool for me
bagging up the raw
and the store inside the car
ain’t no limit to the sh-t
that she say she do for me

[ hook ]



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