Narco Trafficante - Kevin Gates Yo me llamo luco price ughh Yo mato por nada yyo tengo Mucha pistolas cabron Yo tengo cocaina marijuana Y lo que tu nessesita Numberos bueno if you havin' trouble Translatin what the f**k I just said Go get rosetta stone Puta pendejo Passionate about crack sales People wonder if I have a cracked head See og and freelow Don't ever call him no crack head Brap brap cracked legs Broke ribs cracked head Me cleavin' to the white meat Cracked eggs Pots pans still objects Non stick district court Nonsense child support Tryna settle things outta court luco Price he a mobster Chill get thrown in ya collarbone Broken nose and a collarbone Neck look like a xylophone Sick a being bothered Pussy artist you can blast off When I was broke I was a joke I couldn't die far Wrong number call a bitch I get the dial tone Now my dipping game away From getting smiled to oh Cheeks cheeks Or should I say no cheek Been on the streets for 14 months And I ain't miss a beat White girl wasted A couple want me to cuddle Need them bills to pay her bill She love my lil' brother chuckie Booty club transaction In traffic saying they love it Og car moving blocks boxin' impuddle Down sag hood out the hood I suffer concussions Why receive a past protection No fumble touchdown or nothin go Bitch I run the streets don't talk to police Say what's my name put it Down on me mi no habla ingles Bitch I run the streets mi no talk to police Say what's my name put it Down on me mi no habla ingles Loco trafficante loco trafficante Ti quiero cocaina Mi familia es mi hombre Loco trafficante loco trafficante Te quiero cocaina Mi familia es mi hombre I know I'm the shit like my Shit don't have a stench And all my hoes are ratchet like I don't have a wrench And all my hoes are in the game Like I don't have a bitch And they gimme so much brain Them hoes don't make no sense And my white girl in the kitchen With chris like rachel ray I don't see no black and white I see 50 shades of grey yeah Cocaine and jail boss story Of my life I got 11 in the car I hope amigo wrapped 'em right I don't want these nigga's bitches so Imma give 'em back to 'em But they mouth game exclusive I'm startin' to get attatched to 'em Bitches on my dick I got to ask 'Em where my dick is Shout out to my girlfriend Act like you ain't kissed it Benz truck I'm loving it I love it so much I f**k in it Am I tripping or is her pussy talkin' I swear it just told me to nut in it Her pussy so tight I'm stuck in it Feel like she still sucking it I beat it until it young bleed like her Nigga what in it Bitch I run the streets Don't talk to police Say what's my name put it Down on me mi no habla ingles Bitch I run the streets Mi no talk to police Say what's my name put it down On me mi no habla ingles Loco trafficante Loco trafficante Ti quiero cocaina Mi familia es mi hombre Loco trafficante Loco trafficante Te quiero cocaina mi Familia es mi hombre Bitch I'm fresh up off my grind Like a skateboard in this prime Don't skateboard well left I couldn't skateboard if I tried I like trap houses and kitchens And love to f**k with perscriptions Got a bad bitch and she single You'd prolly guess she a stripper She kinda tall got a long weave Her thighs thick and she slender She play me but she really sweet Got pretty teeth and she tender My mother's puerto rican with pistols Illegal tender I ain't pussy like the son of The one on illegal tender Gason donald bitch you play Willy cooley I get you injured Went to school Too busy focused on pictures We got suspended Boyfriend ugly girl I'm too Cute to be going dusty Keep that hifey shit from around Me in public could lead to scufflin' Free zoah li jamalo While in the roco republic Still I thrive in the gutter Missing lives in the jungle Pair of cleates dirty feet had to Improvise when I'm probably Boobly bumpy on a muscle Can't go aside from the hustle no 404

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