Lyrics

Dropped out of school, big bands in the safe house You ain't really with that nigga, take the safe route Know that Raptor 700 bring the jakes out Trap shut down but I'll open it for take out I was fucked up on the blues, trappin' like a fool Now I'm bangin' wit' them snakes, clutchin' on a tool Put them crackers on a chase, I think we made the news And I'm still dropping eights with them generals If they catch me with this Glock it's gon' be federal In a 'rarri with a thot, the head incredible And I'm smoking on that 'za, she took an edible Got the percs, got the Molly and etcetera They don't get it, I'm a real trap baby I ain't gettin into it 'cause my niggas fighting cases Why you with him, know that nigga cap baby Hundred bands on me, all I got is blue faces They don't get it, I'm a real trap baby I ain't gettin into it 'cause my niggas fighting cases Why you with him, know that nigga cap baby Hundred bands on me, all I got is blue faces CEO and I don't wear suits My son rock ice too Yeah fight who when that pipe shoot? Face like Yo Gotti, white Rover to that white Coupe Have you ever saw some white food Price cool, got the block hot like it's Thai food Shit like chess, make the right move Codeine, Sprite clean, now that bitch maroon See Ghazi, he like the plug And me I'm just like the bag I'm rapping and dealin' drugs I turnt the club to a club She naked, I'm on throwing ones Call face young, do this shit for them by the way Know I talk cray, have the bitch in love in a day Gas still go feeling like crumbs in the bay Somethin' like the bank, I'm still putting money in the safe If the lights go, I'm forever running from the jakes, nigga Face Mob!
Writer(s): Danny Towers, Paul Avant, Babyface Ray, Dj Scheme Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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