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Wrapper
500
Hip-Hop/Rap
Wrapper adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak BxB Ent., Thousand8 Ltd. tarafından 25 Mart 2022 tarihinde yayınlandıJoints
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AlbümJoints
Çıkış Tarihi25 Mart 2022
FirmaBxB Ent., Thousand8 Ltd.
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM75

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Blade Brown
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K-Trap
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Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathon Wrate
Jonathon Wrate
Songwriter
Joseph Adenuga
Joseph Adenuga
Songwriter
Devonte Perkins
Devonte Perkins
Songwriter

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[Verse 1]
Yeah, I'm a real trump ****
Bust it out the wrapper, sell it to a trapper
Bust it out the wrapper, sell it to a trapper
Bust it out the wrapper, sell it to a trapper
Yeah, I'm a real trump ****
Bust it out the wrapper, sell it to a trapper
Bust it out the wrapper, sell it to a trapper
Bust it out the wrapper, sell it to a trapper
[Verse 2]
Ay, bust it out the wrapper, sell it to a rapper
**** know my background, know that B Brown ain't a capper
I got bands, I got grams, but who cares? Does it matter?
Heard that **** gettin' money, fixed his car up with a tracker
Your favourite rapper, he a liar, you too gullible
I see the diamonds in his chain, and they ain't colourful
I 'member when I made my first M, that shit felt wonderful
But if they take a punt, I swear I'm smokin' every one of you
B and yay, gettin' money's in my DNA
Know they wanna lock me up and throw the key away
Move so much dope that I swear I throw a key away
Might just fuck around and buy your bitch a CLA
[Verse 3]
Yeah, I'm a real trump ****
Bust it out the wrapper, sell it to a trapper
Bust it out the wrapper, sell it to a trapper
Bust it out the wrapper, sell it to a trapper
Yeah, I'm a real trump ****
Bust it out the wrapper, sell it to a trapper
Bust it out the wrapper, sell it to a trapper
Bust it out the wrapper, sell it to a trapper
[Verse 4]
All my **** juugin'
Beat your hammer, no, you wouldn't (Stop cappin')
Wish that you could talk like this and mean it
But you couldn't
I got stacks, I got packs
But who cares? No, you shouldn't
Try to run up on the Gs
You'd probably run into a bullet
Keep it calm, little ****, please don't make a scene
Gettin' money, man, it ain't hard as they make it seem
Trapstar trackie in the trap, yeah, they make my seams
She told me get the camera out, she wanna make a scene
B and yay, gettin' money's in my DNA
Know they wanna lock me up and throw the key away (They wish)
Move so much dope that I swear I throw a key away
Might just fuck around and buy your bitch a CLA
[Verse 5]
Yeah, I'm a real trump ****
Bust it out the wrapper, sell it to a trapper
Bust it out the wrapper, sell it to a trapper
Bust it out the wrapper, sell it to a trapper
Yeah, I'm a real trump ****
Bust it out the wrapper, sell it to a trapper
Bust it out the wrapper, sell it to a trapper
Bust it out the wrapper, sell it to a trapper
Written by: Devonte Perkins, Jonathon Wrate, Joseph Adenuga
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