We getting money niggas, We getting money like we from queens nigga Lil bra take this zip man, get your mind right man, Squad! 2012 after life, high off the molly, Got me partying with Jesus Christ, hey man You know how we rocking nigga Headhunters nigga, no jelly Manhattan hunter niggas, aiming for the top man, straight up Man we don’t do body charge nigga, we no…niggas, flocka, squad
[Hook] My little nigga trap doll, all he wanna do is rob and hit licks Ah, he like brah, I don’t rap, I don’t got no features I don’t get paid for no downloads niggas, gotta lay it down, lock n load Niggas gotta lay it down, lock n load, down Niggas gotta lay it down, lock n load Niggas gotta lay it down, down
Bow down, trap down, playing with the check Waka flock flame, I die for my respect They inked it in they schyzo they gonna die for the set Bricksquad monopoly, send them goonies at your neck Put your dick in the dirt, put a hole in your head I ride on your pussy ass sleeping if your flag red Lay it down, lay it down, put that 40 in your face Lay it down, lay it down, put that 44 in your face Niggas cut around my way, taking those …cause round my way Selling pills, molly and e’s You’re a free p, you can day any day If I say, go and get him, got them bands on his head My young niggas, they gonna get him Golden rule, don’t turn fed
[Hook] My little nigga trap doll, all he wanna do is rob and hit licks Ah, he like brah, I don’t rap, I don’t got no features I don’t get paid for no downloads niggas, gotta lay it down, lock n load Niggas gotta lay it down, lock n load, down Niggas gotta lay it down, lock n load Niggas gotta lay it down, down
Rich chris ain’t nothing bout the hood say Get your scorch shot, or 4 ounce of k Get your whole head bust, for wearing diamond ring Young niggas don’t give a fuck, they like taking things I’m they young boss that you don’t wanna take off Have them youngings jump on you like Chris Cross Have you leaving out the club looking pitiful Cause you don’t got your ass drawn out them louie shoots My young niggas say that there’ll ne no instant… We don’t give a fuck no more, we rayban hoes They say you got them bricks in you on the mouth My youngings kick your door …and check your drought
[Hook] My little nigga trap doll, all he wanna do is rob and hit licks Ah, he like brah, I don’t rap, I don’t got no features I don’t get paid for no downloads niggas, gotta lay it down, lock n load Niggas gotta lay it down, lock n load, down Niggas gotta lay it down, lock n load Niggas gotta lay it down, down
All I wanna do is trap I’m tryina bring that money bad Waka he be kicking doors, cars, to supply the trap Welcome to me casa, that’s what it says on my doormat Ring the doorbell if you wanna see them packs Got a partner in the kitchen, got a partner in the back My partner’s down the bush, so tell me what you wanna do Tryina bag the work up, but you can get bagged too I know you a bitch, I see right through you I keep a burner, every time I come through My circle filled with plugs, that’s just what bosses do Pockets on racks and my diamonds on igloo You do what you can, but I do what I wanna do
[Hook] My little nigga trap doll, all he wanna do is rob and hit licks Ah, he like brah, I don’t rap, I don’t got no features I don’t get paid for no downloads niggas, gotta lay it down, lock n load Niggas gotta lay it down, lock n load, down Niggas gotta lay it down, lock n load Niggas gotta lay it down, down.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
