We can talk number what your trap do
P’s go for 6 zips go for 2
We could be some sinners and just trap you
30 hang low I dang on that mac too
Ouu I was tryna keep cordial with him
He from the other side
He flaggin to them other niggas
He chargin 3 for a p he tryna bubble with them
Small forward show a shooter how to play center
I guess he thought he was gon eat somethin fucked up his dinner
Smoke gettin to his lungs don’t want no cancer with him
And I don’t condonin all that hoe shit cause ima nigga
I peep yo feeling that way bouncing on the dribble
Free lil Bukk
If got Bukked then we gon Bukk something
That ain’t fifty out the glizzy that’s a whole hunnid
My lil round poppin rounds he don’t do no clutchin
He got bodies on his belt stripes to show for it
We gon keep this shit straight like I’m goin forward
No my niggas don’t do snithcin for no rewards
Pistol grippin he a felon showin no remorse
I had to shoot that bitch in anger and brutal force
A nigga say lil 9 snitchin who the source
Tre tre scottie pimpin when I do tour
I matured… I remember when I was immature
Rich nigga I remember I was fuckin poor
We can talk number what your trap do
P’s go for 6 zips go for 2
We could be some sinners and just trap you
30 hang low I dang on that mac too
Ouu I was tryna keep cordial with him
He from the other side
He flaggin to them other niggas
He chargin 3 for a p he tryan bubble with them
Small force show a shooter how to place in em
I thought he was gon eat somethin fucked up his dinner
Smoke gettin to his lungs don’t want no cancer with him
And I’m condonin all that hoe shit cause ima nigga
I peep yo feeling that way bouncing on the dribble
Ima show you what that trap do
Finess a nigga head and hit em with that tooo
I ran them m’s up they ain’t even have a clue
I told my bitch I fucked her she gon fuck her too
My young nigga pull up let the chopper loose
But they ain’t even catch him they ain’t have a clue
Ain’t no playing with my grandma she know voodoo
I still walkin with that stick the boss might shoot you
P’s go for 10 the zip go for 3
I’m the fuckin ceo so you can talk to me
I can take your trap cause you ain’t got it right
You got the green but you ain’t got the white
We can talk number what your trap do
P’s go for 6 zips go for 2
We could be some sinners and just trap you
30 hang low I dang on that mac too
Ouu I was tryna keep cordial with him
He from the other side
He flaggin to them other niggas
He chargin 3 for a p he tryan bubble with them
Small force show a shooter how to place in em
I thought he was gon eat somethin fucked up his dinner
Smoke gettin to his lungs don’t want no cancer with him
And I’m condonin all that hoe shit cause ima nigga
I peep yo feeling that way bouncing on the dribble
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