Cartel Child Lyrics

Bitch I got this 30 on me right now

Fuck nigga play games, get his ass gunned down

Geeked up, might shoot up the crowd

Walk a nigga down, send him up to the clouds

I told my mama I'm hell bound

Most of my niggas dead or in jail now

Think I fell in love with how that L sound, Big Huncho I'm the Cartel Child

Bitch I got this 30 on me right now

Fuck nigga play games, get his ass gunned down

Geeked up, might shoot up the crowd

Walk a nigga down, send him up to the clouds

I told my mama I'm hell bound

Most of my niggas dead or in jail now

Think I fell in love with how that L sound, Big Huncho I'm the Cartel Child

30 on me everywhere I go

I brought the stick in my show

Fuck nigga don't get too close

Big Glizzy on me hanging out my coat

Gang in this bitch throwing fours

I'm pouring fours, let's have a toast

Trying to buy a beach house on the coast

But even if I go imma still bring a pole

Fuck nigga better move

How the fuck you wanna be cool

Same nigga trying to get with the crew

Same nigga used to be fake in school

That's why I keep me a tool, cause I can't go out like no fool

Plenty nights had to hustle for food

Trapping all day until I see the moon

Fill my drank up, count my cake up

Chopper came with the laser, I serve a play like a waiter

Bitch I got this 30 on me right now

Fuck nigga play games, get his ass gunned down

Geeked up, might shoot up the crowd

Walk a nigga down, send him up to the clouds

I told my mama I'm hell bound

Most of my niggas dead or in jail now

Think I fell in love with how that L sound, Big Huncho I'm the Cartel Child

Bitch I got this 30 on me right now

Fuck nigga play games, get his ass gunned down

Geeked up, might shoot up the crowd

Walk a nigga down, send him up to the clouds

I told my mama I'm hell bound

Most of my niggas dead or in jail now

Think I fell in love with how that L sound, Big Huncho I'm the Cartel Child

Big pistol on me so ain't no nigga stepping on me

I was down bad on the E, don't remember none of these niggas checking on me

I got sick of niggas flexing on me, running checks up on me, Mama fed up with me

Money come first and a bitch secondly

This Glock make him dance to the beat melody

This Glock make a fuck nigga dance

Bitch stop, you a thot, you just want my bands

And if I pop this xan imma wake up when I land

Zoomie told me stick to the plan

Should've known that bitch was a fan

If you ain't talking 'bout money then nigga tell me what the fuck is you saying

Fuck a bitch, I'm married to the bag

Chopper got a tan, hop out get to spraying

Bitch I got this 30 on me right now

Fuck nigga play games, get his ass gunned down

Geeked up, might shoot up the crowd

Walk a nigga down, send him up to the clouds

I told my mama I'm hell bound

Most of my niggas dead or in jail now

Think I fell in love with how that L sound, Big Huncho I'm the Cartel Child

Bitch I got this 30 on me right now

Fuck nigga play games, get his ass gunned down

Geeked up, might shoot up the crowd

Walk a nigga down, send him up to the clouds

I told my mama I'm hell bound

Most of my niggas dead or in jail now

Think I fell in love with how that L sound, Big Huncho I'm the Cartel Child