Cartier Jones - Episode 19 lyrics

[Produced by Cartier Jones] [Verse 1: Scuzz] I could get used to this Yeah, Dreamer Steppin' out of BX f** around, cut ya down like a V neck Never been a f** boy All I did was never give a f** boy, f** boy Too strong that Altoid, pretty boy swag, I'm so Floyd Money machine that green bot, looking like that Android Teabaggin' these hoes, so hot that I'm gone Bad b**hes so wet, couple of them start droolin' man Swaggin' up and I'm coolin', guns cap and I'm zoomin' Money talks I'll translate, I speak this sh** so fluent Cash back that wrist spit, Euros all in my accent My writing look like Valentine, my lips speak and I'm so rich I parachute in her pants, hammertime that clit Lovin' that Big Daddy Kane, now she a** stuck to that dick Man I'm blowin' weed, she blowin' me, on that dandelion type sh** Got that Golden gun in my clique, so that's why you talk about [?] Me and Golden [?] my clique, look like an outgoin' new b**h Faded, gone like Houdini all in my piff And them handcuffed new J's, she ain't even breakin' out Got them chickens on that syrup, syrup like a Waffle House Help me get this sh** straight k**ed this sh** and this ain't even on a mixtape Paperboys, my n***as is ridin' out On bikes, sellin' dope, call that sh** a paper route Blow clouds, what I inhale like motels on that Doubletree Evergreen, y'all keep the tumble weeds And overall I'm over all like dungarees, sixteen ain't sh** to a n***a's pedigree Yeah we croppers up, three choppas up Blowin' clouds you can't see us through the silence Think you golden need protection out the condom talkin' [?], we accept like a f**in' column now b**hes on the nuts wanna pay Day Have a n***a turnin' us, [?] vanilla hoes, crunchy s*uts [??], even better, recognize these gold diggers To them pussies you gold liquor, breath smellin' like cat liter Hard liquor yeah cap it, son, hard liquor, make her cum Covered her bu*t, glaze that a**, that's what I call a honeybun Yeah, so how I leave these hoes Man I just make them squirt cause semen tells The face where she 'bout, cause that bird goin' South Tell her act like where she ga**ed 'til that p**y gettin' crashed n***a No nickels, straight dimes That's flippin' the digits and b**hes rode mine My mind's a gold mine with land mines and you're blind And drunk, walkin' a straight line, shoes are untied Psychic said I'd be a legend just in due time So who the f** am I to say that she's just lyin' They molding Ca**ius like Clay to Ali So I float like a Uzi and I sting sub-machine n***a It's Scuzz, Dreamer, BX [Verse 2: Bakko] Yo, it's your girl Bakko Seven colors, clearly faded Let's get it, Jack Thriller Call A&E to intervene cause I'm sicker than a dope fiend with slow dreams But I flow quicker than your whole team Blow smoke cause I go green, mood indigo then I go slow and sweet I don't mean codeine, big dreams at sixteen or better yet I'll make the mic Wetter than umbrellas in some sh** weather Sick and clever, a b**h been ill since forever Hidden treasure, that exotic sh** A tight grip, nice hips, got the chronic lit So hypnotic with the hollowness As hollow as a b**h with a hollow twist I'm spittin' hollow sh** [??] when a b**h spit Gasoline on my lips with the match lit That cla**ic, never wack sh** I'm spittin' fire as high as the Messiah I'm spittin' fire as high as the Messiah Make a role with desire I call it ego rappin' when you bluffin' and yappin' about sh** that never happened You need a smackin' cause you need to quit actin' and truly lackin' what you kick grasp is That you wack b**h I'mma have you collaspin' Graspin' to breathe, askin' to leave In the meantime I unleash my dopeness Have you hopeless B-A-K-K-O I'm heavy and raw like Makavelli in awe And all the scrap b**hes with claws give them scars I'm so high I'm on Mars I'm seein' stars 16orBetter, b**h wetter than a Maserati We gettin' ladi-dadi And I'm freestylin' off the dome tip Don't give a f** if you don't blow it Yeah, Bakko I-T-S-B-A-K-K-O Instagram follow me, shout out to 16orBetter [Verse 3: Moeschino] I'm so New York I had to wear the snapback I don't f** with the Knicks but I rep where I'm at The swag is rich legacy I'm always in the banks like I'm f**in' on Hilary Bar for bar, y'all n***as ain't f**in' with me Better off singing on stage cause you RnB And I'm your girl's favorite rapper and it's so simple To have her legs wide open like the Jordan symbol I f** b**hes in pairs and make 'em hit the sour And make 'em both go down like the Twin Towers My bro Lil' got the sour sh**, it's insane You smoke reggie since you piffin' in the airplane My bars go over your head just like airplanes, ohhh man I heard somebody gotta bring New York back, but that's what I'mma do Cause I'm a blueprint, and my bars is illmatic too So let a n***a diss me, your boy goin' in I'mma turn "u" upside down to see you n Get it, we gon' see you end Never get a ring in my city, you Pat Ewing You wanna start beefin' that'll be a mistake Cause the sh** the lawyer carries, it'll be a brief case You think I'm talkin' 'bout law n***a, what you thought? I don't mean writin' a ticket when you getting caught My n***as play no games like kids with no systems They don't play no games like kids with no systems Speakin' of systems, I can take your girl, ahk And I'll be the new n***a playin' with your Xbox I f**ed her so good she couldn't walk the same I nicknamed her Katrina and brought her a cane They say Moe getting hoes, man it's nonsense I get long neck from these birds like an ostrich Fake n***as, hatin' on a grand scale I ain't major but my lifestyle is real And I don't f** with these clowns, I never liked the circus Like we drivin' in that Ford, ya boy stay focused Stay in your lane, they tried to cut me off on purpose But like Kevin I love, I got power to move forward Get it, Kevin Love, he's a power forward But f**in' wants to be hot, n***as all for it This rap game is ridiculous It take a n***a like Kendrick to make rappers spit real lyrics But it don't matter to me Cause when I spit I make b**hes jump like a car with a bad battery In my hood n***as will grill you like a George Foreman And pop you out while you in your hood, Trayvon Martin And I'm a fly n***a, and your b**h is on it Shorty gave he head in the rain, I called it rain stormin' Cause I was thinkin' 'bout the bread while I caught the head Gotta show you n***as how to be players like Uncle Fred Ohh you mad your b**h moved on to the next She packed up and left, now you a Fed Ex Lettin' n***as knowin' these open letters Your b**h asked to give me head, I told her, open then I let her It's Moeschino, n***as know I'm that n***a You can see the star in my eyes, I'm not a Jack Thriller Ya heard? [Verse 4: Ikabod Krane] This is molly music, this is heart race This is backpage.com, no car dates This is learn to switch your license and your license plates Sippin' lime margaritas on a open [?] case Balmains on the Margielas Givenchy jacket for the harsh weather Big buckle Ferragamo, f** a [?] racist You cookin' up crack, had this on your playlist Marshall Law and FEMA camps Young n***a, hundred blizzies with the Visa stamp In and out Seattle like a super sonic I Utah Jazzed 'em in Salt Lake Had to double back up in Arizona, but like the Phoenix I rose from the ashes Gucci sh** on, I think I'll wear it to my casket, on some stack sh** Here we go again like Gwop City I don't drink soda but brought some pops with me n***a icy on the wrist But that's just a little trick I play to watch how you capture sh** Hockey store like my living room, it's the relationship I seen n***as lose their morals over vanity, to them I'm on some spacey sh** Like, I'mma hit your phone boy I come through four door six, equipped with chrome toy All red, white guts n***a, like I'm wipin' cuts Stich n***as up, stop the bleedin' Stop the blood clot lies, this is not your season Suffocate fake rappers stop breathin' Asphyxiate from my choke, Dock sneakers on By Marc Jacob like I'm sailing on a boat In an all white party, [??], [?] [Outro: Jack Thriller] Woah, woah! 16orBetter n***a Hey, tune in every god damn Monday and Friday, 16orBetter Me and the 16orBetter girls It's going down man Hey, I'mma see you all in a couple days, boom!