Pleade 2 Da Trap (feat. Bruh Bruh)

Rock the boy to sleep he a baby Trappin my hobby shit really be Daily Matter fact put a nigga on the Pavement Front da white boy on the first get The payment Ran off onna plug i ain't pay him Inna trap tryna get off some grams Say he want smoke cook his ass Just like ham Nigga try to set me up i got out of That jam 7/11 break his ass on the ground You talking bout money that shit Make me smile Niggas snitch like cameras can't Come around I ain't fighting no more catch the 100 round If its up den its stuck u can't come Around Like it's football the pack it get Touchdown Like it's football the pack it get Touchdown I just want one more taste of my Granny dressing Hit da gas fill me up and forget the Stressing Remember days ian have now i Want it to extra Never had me a spoon had to go And fetch it If the play in the air like a lob i Catch it Try new shit for the money let's Gone nnd test it F*ck a fail taking risk it might Turn to blessings Fell in love with the money like Grace i bless it I don't even want strips just want My medal But the boy in a grave tell em grab The shovels Got plenty shots like it's a festival This bitch wanna eat me like Edible Way i spit on the beat im Incredible Pipe down when you talk cause You just a lil fella bruh Hit da wood i be floating too high I be heaven sent How you fall for the bait that be Easy leverage Don't come to dis field if u really Ain't stepping F*ck ha one time da bitch none Special Lil bruh pranking get hit wit da Metal Say he my dawg he a snake can't Wait till i catch Roll his ass up smoke his ass like Some pressure Ain't worried bout the police they Never could catch us HEY GUURL , reeled her in with The racks I ain't even say a word she was Jockin like that You can't get in this car if you ain't Got no hat Know we smacking on packs but We ain't got no bat Like a skinny lil bitch but the ass Hella fat Trap shit take over flip down on The pack How you claim you got motion You ain't even got a rack Dumbass nigga Rock the boy to sleep he a baby Trappin my hobby shit really be Daily Matter fact put a nigga on the Pavement Front da white boy on the first get The payment Ran off onna plug i ain't pay him Inna trap tryna get off some grams Say he want smoke cook his ass Just like ham Nigga try to set me up i got out of That jam 7/11 break his ass on the ground You talking bout money that shit Make me smile Niggas snitch like cameras can't Come around I ain't fighting no more catch the 100 round If its up den its stuck u can't come Around Like it's football the pack it get Touchdown Like it's football the pack it get Touchdown