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wifigawd - carlitos way lyrics

[wifigawd]
(hook)

i’m a real n-gg-, well known like carlito
coolin’ with my dogs, might as well call me chico
n-gg- try to rob me, get shot like a free throw
automatic shotty, n-gg- i don’t need no death note
got the best flows
out in cali with the best hoes
(???)
throw it back like a tahoe
need it pr-nto
smokin’ woods, no fronto
f-ck a convo, making plays like alonzo

(verse 1)
early in the morning, b-tch you know i gotta get it
i’m plottin’ on my riches while these p-ssy n-gg-s trippin’
shawty throwin’ digits, i’m too hot so i’m dismissive
but i’m never loafing, you can never catch me slippin’
n-gg- out here snitchin’
take his b-tch like scotty pippen
lil wifi smokin’ dope, just chillin’
n-gg- out here wishing i’d fall off
but i’m winnin’
me and oogie mane cookin’ up like some chemists
n-gg- out here snitchin’
take his b-tch like scotty pippen
lil wifi smokin’ dope, just chillin’
n-gg- out here wishing i’d fall off
but i’m winnin’
me and oogie mane cookin’ up like some chemists
racks up, stack up, i just did a show
lil stripper b-tch drop it to the floor
bands up, big pack, i just need some more
bad b-tch wanna f-ck, but i need the dough
foot on the dash, doing 90
when i’m with my b-tch you know i’m shinin’
foot on the dash, doing 90
when i’m with my b-tch you know i’m shinin’

(hook)

[trippjones]
(verse)

b-tch n-gg-, if he act up
he get x’d out
slide through with a bad b-tch
give the best mouth
checks out, need the big guap
and the big house
big dope, that’s the big smoke
in my chest now
i don’t give no f-cks, never will
that’s just how it is
real sh-t, man my pack stink
like a pile of sh-t
i don’t give no f-cks, never will
that’s just how it is
real sh-t, man my pack stink
like a pile of sh-t
i don’t give no f-cks, never will
that’s just how it is
real sh-t, man my pack stink
like a pile of sh-t
b-tch n-gg- if he act up then i’m wilin’ quick
on my overseas, smokin’ where the island is
(???)
he a hoe, ain’t my bro
that’s a f-cking no
snap crackle pop
rice krisp in the f-ckin’ bowl
you tryna glow, but you tryna steal the st–z
she gon’ slurp my soul out on her knees
whoa
like a mouse need the cheese
but i never ever rat
b-tch i gotta keep it g

- wifigawd lyrics

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