Rich Homie Quan - Cartel lyrics
Rich Homie Quan [Dequantes Devontay Lamar] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Rich Homie Quan - Cartel lyrics]
Como te llamas?, me llamo Quan
My Mexican plug don't know where I'm from
He got white, he got coke, he got everythin'
He don't fight, he just shoot
And kill everythin'
They don't move until he give orders
This another story
Watch your ass call the border
He got shooter on the roof
And got some under water
If I don't come back with his
Loot then my ass in trouble
I'mma call smokin' goon cause
That nigga my brother
I don't like that jail fool
Cause that shit feel like rubber
Better watch out for these dudes
Most of 'em undercover
We done did a lot of moves
Now we plotin' on others
A lot of us ain't have food
So we came out the gutter get mad
Pull out a tool out straight on your mother
I sad we coolin', slash that - boolin'
Got a nigga mouth wide open like he droolin'
Ugh hundred thousand dollar worth of coochie
And I got a new bitch
Who just wanna screw me, ugh
I don't even really want her booty
I just wanna get in your
Bed and oochie coochie
I don't know what it is, but somebody
Can't move my finger
Hunnid cases got a nigga foamin' by the mouth
I know that she caught me cheatin'
Baby, please don't leave me
Is there any way we can talk it out? I say
I'm all about the dream like Johnny Depp
I pulled up on your ting
But you wasn't there
Balmain jean jacket, bye money clout
Lake Wood marathon, I would run there
Better take care of my mama
'fore you catch a slug in your stomach
My Mexican plug don't know where I'm from
He got white, he got coke, he got everythin'
He don't fight, he just shoot
And kill everythin'
They don't move until he give orders
This another story
Watch your ass call the border
He got shooter on the roof
And got some under water
If I don't come back with his
Loot then my ass in trouble
I'mma call smokin' goon cause
That nigga my brother
I don't like that jail fool
Cause that shit feel like rubber
Better watch out for these dudes
Most of 'em undercover
We done did a lot of moves
Now we plotin' on others
A lot of us ain't have food
So we came out the gutter get mad
Pull out a tool out straight on your mother
I sad we coolin', slash that - boolin'
Got a nigga mouth wide open like he droolin'
Ugh hundred thousand dollar worth of coochie
And I got a new bitch
Who just wanna screw me, ugh
I don't even really want her booty
I just wanna get in your
Bed and oochie coochie
I don't know what it is, but somebody
Can't move my finger
Hunnid cases got a nigga foamin' by the mouth
I know that she caught me cheatin'
Baby, please don't leave me
Is there any way we can talk it out? I say
I'm all about the dream like Johnny Depp
I pulled up on your ting
But you wasn't there
Balmain jean jacket, bye money clout
Lake Wood marathon, I would run there
Better take care of my mama
'fore you catch a slug in your stomach