Eastside Cartel

She held her nose quick and kept on asking what's that smell
We got green thangs in here put up that we got on sell
Free my nigga Trell till he home we gone raise hell
Free my brotha Pazo and my niggas who ain't no got bail

Glocky on me just for D it's on you if I drop shells
1 W after 10 back to back Ls
Claim you want smoke till you bleeding and you turn pale
I been grinding all year like a skater on a rail

Tryna touch a 10 ball boy I really think I'm on the brink
Asked me if I'm really getting pape can a brain think?
When I spit that game to these bitches gotta add a wink
Patrick star pussy when I slid up in it was pink

Baby tryna text me to death when we gone link?
Leeching niggas all on yo ship just gone make it sink
Stamped my left arm when I went to go and get my ink
Eastside cartel money's really all we fucking think

From the middle of the map but I'm tryna make it out
I don't love you baby I don't need it I can thug it out
Move the pack throughout the east even though it's from the south
Tryna track me in me that field won't let niggas hawk me down

12 Shots on me I got Brady when I touchdown
Blue faces on me thotiana just bussdown
You must think you royal by the way you sipping on that crown
Swimteam get with it nigga you gone drip or drown?



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Writer(s): Kesean Roberts
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