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Dark shades like Jonny Kage every summer a hunnid k
Every week I hit the bay
I love trappin out of state
Interstate road running
I'm scammin in a fo runner
Got them bowls loads coming
Finesse and jugg the whole summer
Want fentanyl my bro comin
When I set you up that hoe comin
We step on shit like homecoming
In the trap I keep that door pumpin
Zaza smoke up in my lungs again
Pop me another perky ten
I'm tryna F*ck your sister, best friend and next to kin
Wockesha in my sprite pour up four for the night
I catch a opp then it's in site
I leave em sleeping at the light
We don't play 'round
We just spray rounds
In the night time or the day now
Got a A up on my K now
In the dirt that's where you lay now
Put two G's on your head now you playing for the Packers
I like to count my money backwards
I get my cheese from the crackers
I got like fifty in this Glock stocked
In case I'm in my drop top
You kno I got the block hot
Back door of the trap locked
I was running thru the Valley selling salad to the rabbits
But I stayed on that action
Getting money became a habit
Then I busted it out the plastic
And threw a ten while I'm in Magic
Better catch me off in traffic and on the gang ion do no lacking
Dark shades like Johnny kage
Every summer a hunnid k
Every week I hit the Bay
I love trappin out of state
Interstate road runnin
Im scammin in a four runner
I got them bowls loads coming
Finesse and jugg the whole summer
Want fentanyl my bro coming
When I set you up that hoe coming
We step on shit like home coming
In the trap I keep that dope pumpin
Zaza smoke up in my lungs again
Pop me another perky ten
Im tryna f*ck your sister,best friend and your next to kin
Im balling like the playoff
So I gotta keep a A-R
Rep that fo I'm not Bratt Farve
Swing that nine like it's top golf
Hit his head pop his top off
Plenty work we can not lay-off
I swear I do this shit for Madoff
The Feds keep me on they radar
I be scammin there be trappin
This paperwork is acrobatic
Getting money is automatic
Intervene gon be a tragic
I got that sand man sand man
Sixty for a gram man
Bitches popping pussy and they doing it on a hand stand
I finesse the whole Bity with nobody rolling with me
I DID
BITCH
I finesse the whole Bity with nobody rolling with me
I DID
BITCH
Dark shades like Johnny Kage
Every summer a hunnid k
Every week I hit the Bay
I love trappin out of state
Interstate road running
Im scammin in a four runner
Got them bowls loads coming
Finesse and jugg the whole summer
Want fentanyl my bro coming
When I set you up that hoe coming
We step on shit like home coming
In the trap I keep that dope pumpin
Zaza smoke up in my lungs again
Pop me another perky ten
Im tryna f*ck your sister, best friend and next to kin
Wockesha in my Sprite pour up fo just for the night

