ja$etherapper trap volume four şarkı sözleri

Back on this shit, still fuckin trapping Calculate my next moves, I'm doing that mapping Out to get bags and stack up to a hundred Posted up with two glocks my riches wont be plundered Trappin with the hood rats up on north ninth Get hella high off the kush and some pints Homies out here be trappin a lot I stay trappin while producing hip hop Y'all fuckin with pebbles I f*ck with big boulders Totin a mac and a glock in the holster Yea im living right yall are living wrong If I die too quick, my crew gon sing a sad song Keepin spirits right, lil vodkas whatever Stack hella bread no matter the weather Dope rapper, a hunter in his place Stay movin smart, I can't ever catch a case Back on this shit, still fuckin trapping Calculate my next moves, I'm doing that mapping Out to get bags and stack up to a hundred Posted up with two glocks my riches wont be plundered Slidin to exxon im buyin that crypto Staying anonymous with a glock in the hip though Mask up with covid dont need identification If shit goin down, it's an evacuation Stackin up bread to counter inflation I thrive anywhere I go, it's adaptation Im spittin out raps makin creations Started building early, already got foundation Cant f*ck with biden or any more vaccinations Instead I count cash and go take a vacation Back on this shit, still fuckin trapping Calculate my next moves, I'm doing that mapping Out to get bags and stack up to a hundred Posted up with two glocks my riches wont be plundered Hittin the mailbox, got another pack Time to flip that oil into a lil rack Fillin up carts got three brands in my dispo Im chasin money, cant be stressed over no pissed hoe Three strains of cookies with a side of some runtz Opps talkin hot but that shit just be fronts Serve up the sunset, gelato, and purple Smokin that pack while im chillin in myrtle Cheffin the trainwreck, green crack and some platinum Livin risky pushin shit to the maximum Smokin bomb weed while im chillin with the squad Feelin kinda risky run some numbers hit that fraud Movin all this product from A-town to Philly If you aint talkin money f*ck off my line that shit silly Back on this shit, still fuckin trapping Calculate my next moves, I'm doing that mapping Out to get bags and stack up to a hundred Posted up with two glocks my riches wont be plundered
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