L-CARNITINE

HEATSEEKER

$WERVE, Ethan Ross, CAIRO! - HEATSEEKER

(Hook) - CAIRO!

Yo
Boiii you keep talkin that shit
So if u really bout it pull up and don't flinch
And Let's Go
I know you in love w that bitch
Is she the one u callin your wife cuz
That is my hoe
And she keep suckin my dick
And don't you love the way she bend over and touch 
On her toes, bitch I know, he layin low
Cuz he don't want smoke

Bitch I came up from the bricks
Only way I thought I'd get out of that shit
Was a rope
All my boy's hittin them licks
Either that or they with the fiends and they
Sellin dat dope
And since we ain't never had shit
Ya gotta love the way a young nigga been
Drippin in gold, if he don't, he layin low
Cuz he don't want smoke


(Verse) - Ethan Ross

Say my name lil bitch do it justice, fuck this, ima go abuse another substance, cut with a different cloth then the fuck shit, constant panic on my mind from what I done did. On me, bitch I got bandz in my black jeans, tight grip pussy be controlling she a mad ting. Baffling, my haters broke hey say they fasting. All cap, yo pockets dust it’s embarrassing. Lemme address it, shawty wear that dress just for me I undress it, she looking sexy, she like it when I get aggressive, the way she throw it back is oh-so impressive// gonna be swinging fists I’m dangerous to fuck boys, I told him shut the fuck up I do not wanna hear one noise, I’m raging in the street with all goons we breaking windows, he said his gang outside you ain’t outside you little bitch hoe


(Hook) - CAIRO!

Yo
Boiii you keep talkin that shit
So if u really bout it pull up and don't flinch
And Let's Go
I know you in love w that bitch
Is she the one u callin your wife cuz
That is my hoe
And she keep suckin my dick
And don't you love the way she bend over and touch 
On her toes, bitch I know, he layin low
Cuz he don't want smoke

Bitch I came up from the bricks
Only way I thought I'd get out of that shit
Was a rope
All my boy's hittin them licks
Either that or they with the fiends and they
Sellin dat dope
And since we ain't never had shit
Ya gotta love the way a young nigga been
Drippin in gold, if he don't, he layin low
Cuz he don't want smoke

SMOKE!

SMOKE! - Ft. Ethan Ross (Prod Dxnilukx)

Lyrics:

Talkin’ shit to me I give it right back
Write me for the feature I don’t write back
Rippin’ like a jackal bitch I bite back
Dumpin’ out the mag until the slide back

In this bitch like a fetus, no plan B
Born to be the best that I can be
I’m on a head hunt like Comanche
Decapitate a rapper vigilante

Talkin’ shit to me I give it right back
Write me for the feature I don’t write back
Rippin’ like a jackal bitch I bite back
Dumpin’ out the mag until the slide back

I'm in this bitch like a fetus, no plan B
Born to be the best that I can be
I’m on a head hunt like Comanche
Decapitate a rapper vigilante

Ain’t no beef with me this ain’t a steakhouse
If you really got a problem we could fade out
Get a little clout and then you phase out
Finally realize that you all played out

Quarter mil up on the table got an Earache
Fuck they gonna do for me at this rate?
If I don't sign I won’t be nothin’ but that’s fear based
Bigger numbers than your roster in the present day

Got a bad lil bitch and she ten toes
No bra, no panties, that’s the dress code
I’m Eric Draven out the grave, know the dead rose
Shinigami in my dreams writin’ death notes

Right back, right back, right back
Talkin’ shit to me I give it right back
Write back, write back, write back
Hit me the for feature I don’t write back

Talkin’ shit to me I give it right back
Write me for the feature I don’t write back
Rippin’ like a jackal bitch I bite back
Dumpin’ out the mag until the slide back

I'm in this bitch like a fetus, no plan B
Born to be the best that I can be
I’m on a head hunt like Comanche
Decapitate a rapper vigilante

Talkin’ shit to me I give it right back
Write me for the feature I don’t write back
Rippin’ like a jackal bitch I bite back
Dumpin’ out the mag until the slide back

I'm in this bitch like a fetus, no plan B
Born to be the best that I can be
I’m on a head hunt like Comanche
Decapitate a rapper vigilante

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DeeKay x CAIRO! - Blade! (prod. splxtstxcs)

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Lyrics: (Intro)

Before Corona I was livin like a loner
Now I got a fuckin dime piece I can call up when I wanna
I've been gettin better imma tell em if they don't know 
Everybody who was doubtin all the sudden turned to goners


(Hook)

I've runnin up these bags, bitches gettin mad now I hear them talkin that bitch ass trash
I've been runnin laps, left em in the past I don't hear no talkin cuz y'all down bad
Hahaha bitch I knew I'd get the last laugh on these niggas, sorry I ain't sorry goin bad bad on these niggas
And I knew I'd get the last laugh on these bitches so I'm fuckin skeetin rat-ta-tat-tat on these bitches


(verse)

Goddamn lately I do what I wanna, cum right in her face like that ain't somebody daughter
Since a kid man I knew I'd be a baller, with a couple hoes that I have to keep in order
Bounce that ass like a chevy impala 1967 baby girl go shake ya blessins right
Got your ex out her preein like a stalker colt 1911 it gon send that boiii to heaven no problem

Pussy why you talkin bout me
Hold that fuckin talk boiii we gon meet in the streets uh huh
You ain't never been in no beef
Probably fuckin why that he don't carry no heat uh huh


(Hook)

I've runnin up these bags, bitches gettin mad now I hear them talkin that bitch ass trash
I've been runnin laps, left em in the past I don't hear no talkin cuz y'all down bad
Hahaha bitch I knew I'd get the last laugh on these niggas, sorry I ain't sorry goin bad bad on these niggas
And I knew I'd get the last laugh on these bitches so I'm fuckin skeetin rat-ta-tat-tat on these bitches


(Verse 2, Kuma the Third)

Fuck all the waiting,
Shit entertaining,
Sucka wanna leave me but I paved my way,
Finna dance on your grave,
When they chanting my name,
I’m sorry not sorry but you playing my game,
Screen time causing downtime,
You be hella lucky to be ready in the morning,
Finna need a pit stop,
Ready when this shit drop,
Cuz you down bad when the cameras start rolling,
Fuck all the waiting,
Shit entertaining,
Sucka wanna leave me but I paved my way,
Finna dance on your grave,
When they chanting my name,
I’m sorry not sorry but you playing my game,
Cuz you bad,
And you getting mad,
Fuck you and your face,
lil snitch I’ll pass,
I be loading mags,
Putting on a mask,
Sorry not sorry but I got the last laugh


(Hook)

I've runnin up these bags, bitches gettin mad now I hear them talkin that bitch ass trash
I've been runnin laps, left em in the past I don't hear no talkin cuz y'all down bad
Hahaha bitch I knew I'd get the last laugh on these niggas, sorry I ain't sorry goin bad bad on these niggas
And I knew I'd get the last laugh on these bitches so I'm fuckin skeetin rat-ta-tat-tat on these bitches

CAIRO! x Kuma the Third - LAST LAUGH (Prod. Shneaky x prodbyjxn)

@northsidecai, @svlient66 on IG

Lyrics:

(Hook)

No name bitches they ain't fuckin with me, I'm a bossed up youngin but I feel like the OG
And I left one bitch had her beggin on her knees, so it's on to the next one I do what I please
Bitch dance I weren't her type when I had no fans, I was her type when I got some bands
Oh how shit changed she don't got no man, I upped my game got a bitch from France
No name niggas they ain't fuckin with me, I'm a bossed up youngin but I feel like the OG
Ayo man yo shawty wanna be my main squeeze, I just hit it one time now she beggin bitch please
God damn, tell that thot she got no chance, she not no wife just a one night stand
I weren't her type when I had no fans, I was her type when I got some bands

(Bridge, SCARFACE)

Come here give me a kiss, come here, come here, hey hey
Hey fuck you man! Who put this thing together? Me! That's who
Who do I trust
Me

(Verse)

I'm the one they can't cut no slack
Made it out the gutter got racks on racks
And I passed these bitches like quaterbacks
What the fuck you pussy ass niggas know bout shit
I remember I wanted to slit my wrists
I remember days I had no food no crib
Now it seem like everybody on my dick
Ain't it funny way they changed when I got so lit

(Hook)

No name bitches they ain't fuckin with me, I'm a bossed up youngin but I feel like the OG
And I left one bitch had her beggin on her knees, so it's on to the next one I do what I please
Bitch dance I weren't her type when I had no fans, I was her type when I got some bands
Oh how shit changed she don't got no man, I upped my game got a bitch from France
No name niggas they ain't fuckin with me, I'm a bossed up youngin but I feel like the OG
Ayo man yo shawty wanna be my main squeeze, I just hit it one time now she beggin bitch please
God damn, tell that thot she got no chance, she not no wife just a one night stand
I weren't her type when I had no fans, I was her type when I got some bands

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