Lyrics

My Buzzworlians be telling me man it's time to get busy My shooters be telling me you do the music and give me the blicky I cannot give up the drug how do I forfeit the diggies I fell in love with the trap I built a bond with the bishead I got me I got me I got me So many questions Why do the good die young and why are the trappers still living WHY? My dawg got years for bricks but still say he's back in a minute Conspiracy cases were coming I had to get rid of the lizzy To determine the pack will be safe I fucked me a skinny bitch Fuck if her arse ain't shaking we still did activities "Argh shit Yo I was fucking this fine bitch shawty took the training wheel off You know what I'm saying cuzzy You know what I'm talking about Guud Time What who you got your eyes on tho cuz" I think her name CC if you find her send her to me and I'll be the cc Trap phone go hard As a rapper inside of the hood you know it's a dangerous job She only kiss me to get me hard Yola inside of the bowl till it's hard When you dabble inside of the game it's hard it's hard to trust My Buzzworlians be telling me man it's time to get busy My shooters be telling me you do the music and give me the blicky I cannot give up the drug how do I forfeit the diggies I fell in love with the trap I built a bond with the bishead With ambition we followed the vision If its broken then we do the fixing Get her dirty and wet like them dishes She gon twirl for me like a vixen She gon twirl for me like a vixen We ain't got the money for the waps its okay Ima round up every nigga round the ends and I make sure they chip in Listen, listen I like beautiful things called woman I like beautiful hair Brazilian Make it disappear like a magician Yeah, yeah Started off with her legs to the ceiling Then I made out then I push out the white cah I'm tryna get cash to the ceiling Billin, billin eyes be red coz I'm billin Spilling, spilling liquor inside of my system System, system all of my brothers are missing But when my people reunited trust me Trust we come out and dip em I couldn't control myself I look in the mirror the truth is I don't even know myself Theirs billions of people on earth but I'm still feeling by myself And when it's a mazzaleen it's seems that no one helps My Buzzworlians be telling me man it's time to get busy My shooters be telling me you do the music and give me the blicky I cannot give up the drug how do I forfeit the diggies I fell in love with the trap I built a bond with the bishead My Buzzworlians be telling me man it's time to get busy My shooters be telling me you do the music and give me the blicky I cannot give up the drug how do I forfeit the diggies I fell in love with the trap I built a bond with the bishead Trap phone go hard As a rapper inside of the hood you know it's a dangerous job She only kiss me to get me hard Yola inside of the bowl till it's hard When you dabble inside of the game it's hard it's hard to trust Trap phone go yard As a rapper inside of the hood you know its a dangerous job When you dabble inside of the game it's hard it's hard to trust
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