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trick & trap - kartihana lyrics

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i make a n*gga wanna f*ck in the parking lot
i got these b*tches programmed like some f*cking bots
you think yo p*ssy a1 but they say its not
i only f*ck on rich n*ggas cuz i cost a lot
karti du freak, karti the wh0re
lil thirsty ass ? suck my cl*t through a straw
i got these n*ggas fantasizing dreams of f*cking me raw
oif he ain’t got enough money then im f*cking his paw
cop me chanel, cop me gucci
if he break enough cheddar he can sniff the coochie
im just tryna be the richest hoochie, f*ck me on a private jet and make a couple movies
dont need no p*ssy n*gga i dont f*ck for fun
i got some bomb ass p*ssy you gon have to fund
you living in yo mammy housе? you can’t get the buns
how many broke ass n*ggas had this kitty? nonе

and i ain’t even got time b*tch
time up why you steady tryna ride b*tch
im tired of making b*tches my b*tch
this a quarter not no nickel or a dim b*tch
and if i took it then its mine b*tch
spend yo kids school money everytime b*tch
and get the f*ck up off my line b*tch
can’t you see im on my motherf*cking grind b*tch

im tryna cop a new camaro going tricking today
these broke ass b*tches stay with something to say
let yo n*gga give me mouth then you kiss and i taste
this p*ssy only working for them big timers who pay
do not stop me for my digits b*tch im walking away
only digits you can give me is the code to your safe
i got hittas for you n*ggas im not catching no case
b*tches steady pocket watching stay the f*ck in yo place
bad b*tch with a bad ass attitude
eating b*tches in the tank like some fish food
issues, cuz they p*ssy getting misused
popping p*ssy but no money getting issued
tissues cuz my hitters had to bless you
you can hate from over there, get yo cap screwed
who is you? why you worried bout my revenue
dont you b*tches got some bills that be overdue

and i ain’t even got time b*tch
time up why you steady tryna ride b*tch
im tired of making b*tches my b*tch
this a quarter not no nickel or no dime b*tch
and if i took then its mine b*tch
spend yo kids school money everytime b*tch
and get the f*ck up off my line b*tch
can’t you see im on my motherf*cking grind b*tch
im f*cking on them drug lords and them king pins
scammers too but i ain’t going if they take you in
im only in it for the paper b*tch i came to win
them p*ssy n*ggas ain’t sh*t they’ll f*ck yo friend
bank roll, you can add me to yo payroll
i upgraded from the ho scroll
and when i did ho
i made them op*ssy n*ggas pay toll
to look at me while they drive slow
and im a rich ho
i used to trick off the trap phone and sling drugs out the back door
and thats facts ho
im with a n*gga coating racks tho
and we be f*cking in the trap ho
i got a deep throat, slim b*tch and my ass throw
and while we f*cking i got n*ggas at the backdoor
get down, get yo p*ssy ass on the ground
you see this p*ssy turning n*ggas to some f*cking clowns

and i ain’t even got time b*tch
time up why you steady tryna ride b*tch
im tired of making b*tches my b*tch
this a quarter not no nickel or no dime b*tch
and if i took then its mine b*tch
spend yo kids school money everytime b*tch
and get the f*ck up off my line b*tch
can’t you see im on my motherf*cking grind b*tch

im sorry if i broke you, i got love for the paper
im sorry that you watching from the side like a waiter
im cutting b*tches off and now they call me a hater
do not hate me, hate my granny cuz she gave me this layer
i learned from my mother only settled for greater
hje a dog so i gotta keep his ass on the paper
he not paying send his ass to the pound ima player
switch a n*ggas ass quick if he start losing his flavor
i keep a 40 with a big d*ck
i call it cleo she a bust b*tch
and we dont miss sh*t
me and my b*tches at the top b*tch
we left you b*tches with the slop b*tch
now get mopped b*tch
you missed yo ride, next stop b*tch
or get to walking ain’t you always on the block b*tch
to all you n*ggas get robbed b*tch
do not hit me unless you paying for my time b*tch

and i ain’t even got time b*tch
time up why you steady tryna ride b*tch
im tired of making b*tches my b*tch
this a quarter not no nickel or no dime b*tch
and if i took then its mine b*tch
spend yo kids school money everytime b*tch
and get the f*ck up off my line b*tch
can’t you see im on my motherf*cking grind b*tch

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