BluePrint

Remember days when cartel Started and we wasn't the shit
Now everywhere that I go got few hoes yea on dicc
My momma told don't be no sucka 10 toes wit this shit
And watch for these haters that think they know yu and shit
Free all my mutha fuccin locs thats steady doin a bid
We riding round wit fuccin choppers cause we been wit the shits
Yu know it's btg the gang and Cartel yea that's the clique
And yea I told my lovin mother that we finna get rich
Hero in my city yu call me Herculeas yea
Red bottoms on my feet it's gone make ya girl thirsty yea
Drippin better then ya nigga on my worse day
Make her succ me ima feel like her slurpiee huh
I might pop blue kill the pussy cause it's new yea
And I'm wit the crew I'm in the club like who are yu yea
And we got the tool no problems blastin it at you yea
Hope yu do believe me dont be surprise when we do yea
I got fear god only my chestttt
Got some roses tatted on my necckkkk
I got up and did it yea cause of my exxxx
I was just tryna relieve me some stressss
Now I'm fuccin lit and can't nobody tell me shit yea
Don't book me for a show if i cannot bring in my stick yea
Niggas plotting on me cause finna get rich yea
Drippin all designer got this gucci on my hip yea
And you the Gucci belt is holdin up the grip yea
Man we wit the shits yea
Bitch get off my dick yea
Ima keep on grinding til our money come in brinks yea
One way boy lookin like a fuccin lic
Cartel we do this I'm roccin blue bitch
My niggas hungry I send em they chew shit
Gettin this paper i just like the blue strips
Bitches all on me I feel like a glue stick
Call up al hoov he chop it and screw shit
Stay in the booth cause I got me a blueprint
Stay in the booth cause I got me the blueprint yea yea yea
Whoot whoot whoot

And we got the blueprint yea
All my niggas hungry and we chew shit yea
And these bitches on me like a gluesticc yea
And yu know we got the blueprint huh

Cartel Cartel



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Writer(s): Stan Burrell
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