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Aye cuh watch out Aye cuh grab that grab that
Man they say that them people right around the corner bruh we gotta go bruh, trippin. 26, tightin down bruh
Shit hot, but I'm still getting don't give a damn ****
Don't tell me bout no scams you know all I know is grams ****
Firm on that business that's the only way to stand ****
This that mob talk I don't think you understand ****
Trapping ass **** I came up off selling 10 ****
Forever after money they already know I'm fam ****
Got that white girl but this ain't Save the Last Dance, ****
I'ma take that risk you to scared to take a chance ****
Get money get some more money that's the plan ****
Baby Zo just came home he fresh up out the can ****
I don't fear no muh'fucking man told my nan ****
Talking bout drums, ion wanna hear that where yo bands ****
Hell nah you a fuck ****, you can't shake my hand ****
Pillow talking too these hoes boy you js a fan ****
Tell em bout how them boys ran down and you ran ****
Them pussy's gone be hiding they Z9 out that jam ****
Watch she eat me up, silly dude you ain't her man ****
Fly as peter pan they wondering when I'm finna land ****
Got it off the land we ain't worried bout uncle Sam ****
Pass my dawg the alley-oop told go ahead and slam ****
All you hear is (gunsound) you see shells like this sand ****
556 a smush a ****, it look like a van hit em
That bitch ass **** can't come round here he banned ****
Got on all this bape, roll with apes like Tarzan ****
They been sleeping on the kid, get up off then xans ****
Go ahead ask your bitch bout me, she know who I am ****
You broker Than a bitch, think you need a cast scan ****
Damn near broke my wrist fucking with them pots and pans ****
Trap Shit Only
Written by: Pedler Felix


