Capo, Tadoe, Lil Durk - Carlos lyrics

Young Chop on the beat oTF man, gang man
Glo Gang man, GBE man you how we rockin
Durk what's poppin' man? Gang!
We on a lotta that man
You know how we rockin' and rollin' man
Gratarah chopsquad
Hit the spot, hit the job, what you want
Why the ten? I got bands, send them off
I got knots so I'm the man (I got bands)
Hit the lot, what you want, aye yo G
Who that be?
OTF GBE, think it's sweet? Use your feet
Me and Sosa Otto, on Forgiatos (Skrrr, skrrr)
Got yo bitch with a soda drink the
Lean straight up out the bottle (Pour up)
I don't want that thot I'ma borrow
Probably get the top and give
That ass back tomorrow i feel like Carlos

Remember them days we was broke
All my niggas was robbin'
Look, being broke it turned us into goblins
(Gang, gang)
Yeah I be grindin' stay in designer and
I still ride with my hammer
That boy he got stuck in the car
Tryna get out of that jammer
Hit the block mane I'm Stephen
Curry up the glizzy
We the kings we the young boss in the city
And I ride with my circles I don't trust any
I'ma sip pints nigga I don't do Remy
Nine fifty for Chanel kicks or
I might do them Timbs
Licked the hoes some dirty ima
Fucking kill 'em to dead
Aye look and I'm in this bitch with the gang
Chains hang you look like a lame and
Shit you'll get stained, gang gang
Up this ruger then I'm blowing his brains
Bang bang
Call me Carlito got work on the way
Hit the spot, hit the job, what you want
Why the ten? I got bands, send them off
I got knots so I'm the man (I got bands)
Hit the lot, what you want, aye yo G
Who that be?
OTF GBE, think it's sweet? Use your feet
Me and Sosa Otto, on Forgiatos (Skrrr, skrrr)
Got yo bitch with a soda drink the
Lean straight up out the bottle (Pour up)
I don't want that thot I'ma borrow
Probably get the top and give
That ass back tomorrow i feel like Carlos

Free my nigga Zoo, yeah, he gonna shoot ya'
Some like new year, that's po cool there
He gon' go screw ya' like boo yah
Choppers make twenty loops
Is blue still mad?
So nigga tell me who cares?
Under, whos there?
Pop out the cut like Fredo from school yeah
Go tell them the truth 'cause
I'm the truth yeah, yeah
Movie clip, shoot the script, on the act
Perscriptions slip fuck a bitch, make a dip
X's, M40 grip, 4K, for the bill
Take them down - the gang way
I can't change, I'm the same still
Same block, same drill, same niggas
Same bills same bitch, same pill, yeah yeah
My niggas gon' ride and die for me
I'ma get this money they get half from me
Niggas wanna tweak, I got the guys with me
I'ma scream freedom 'till my guys are free
Hit the spot, hit the job, what you want
Why the ten? I got bands, send them off
I got knots so I'm the man (I got bands)
Hit the lot, what you want, aye yo G
Who that be?
OTF GBE, think it's sweet? Use your feet
Me and Sosa Otto, on Forgiatos (Skrrr, skrrr)
Got yo bitch with a soda drink the
Lean straight up out the bottle (Pour up)
I don't want that thot I'ma borrow
Probably get the top and give
That ass back tomorrow i feel like Carlos