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I gave this trap shit to my brother like I'm big meech Put them bowls up on the road for a week straight I barely eat I'm way too cold I'll put a bad bitch on her knees Remember I was broke now I wake up and stuff a twenty in my jeans Switches on them glees, we gone hop out and get busy nigga Ain't want the hoe, tried to pass her my bro but he too picky nigga I got blues and pink fifties nigga She sip taylor and get freaky nigga Got to charge it to the game, these niggas lame she say she miss me nigga Walk in, I cash out Took a risk now im a cash cow Now I got to make sure I double up before I run out Put my brother this bag, he got what I ain't had Smoking truffles I hotbox the SRT I might just crash nigga Stayed down when I was broke, they ain't help a nigga Now they mad 'cause showing my ass but clutching on this pistol I'm road running but can ship them to your doorstep like a missle Make 'em triple Road running slamming P's like I'm Donovan Mitchell I gave this trap shit to my brother like I'm big meech Put them bowls up on the road for a week straight I barely eat I'm way too cold I'll put a bad bitch on her knees Remember I was broke now I wake up and stuff a twenty in my jeans Switches on them glees, we gone hop out and get busy nigga Ain't want the hoe, tried to pass her my bro but he too picky nigga I got blues and pink fifties nigga She sip taylor and get freaky nigga Got to charge it to the game, these niggas lame she say she miss me nigga I know she miss me nigga He ion' want to work just give him drugs Trying to put my brother in that trap so I can get him off that mud We raise hustlers never thugs Tell her give my dick a hug Turn a model to a slut, she go down 'til she throw it up Get my lil bro right and I might tip her Make her eat me knowing damn well she vegan Everyday I put my life on the line steady trying to touch a million I blend in like a chameleon I won't pop out unless it's money there Pull up serve a P, then count the bag make sure the money there I be everywhere you ain't I take trips for this shit, make sure that gas hitting hard like Tank But in just scratching off the paint But I'm back in my bag nigga Might dick her down until she faint Trying to cash out on a scat nigga Don't get behind me I'm trying to loose the Jakes I gave this trap shit to my brother like I'm big meech Put them bowls up on the road for a week straight I barely eat I'm way too cold I'll put a bad bitch on her knees Remember I was broke now I wake up and stuff a twenty in my jeans Switches on them glees, we gone hop out and get busy nigga Ain't want the hoe, tried to pass her my bro but he too picky nigga I got blues and pink fifties nigga She sip taylor and get freaky nigga Got to charge it to the game, these niggas lame she say she miss me nigga I gave this trap shit to my brother like I'm big meech Put them bowls up on the road for a week straight I barely eat I'm way too cold I'll put a bad bitch on her knees Remember I was broke now I wake up and stuff a twenty in my jeans Switches on them glees, we gone hop out and get busy nigga Ain't want the hoe, tried to pass her my bro but he too picky nigga I got blues and pink 50's nigga She sip taylor and get freaky nigga Got to charge it to the game, these niggas lame she say she miss me nigga
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