[Hook] Hey now, don't reach for that stick Cheecho on the beat, I feel like the shit White plug keep calling me "Prick" Spin a bin, an Apple Watch on my fit BMW, riding round with a stick We know he don't trap, yeah, he finally admits I call up Kaydoo, we gon' slime for his brick Like, why you rapping in your lines that you spit?
[Verse] If it ain't you and me then it's my .223 Got an Off White belt with a stick in my jeans I bet I seen a dog that you never seen Bad bitch, hell yeah she mean I-I slide on an opp and I score Bad bitch, looking like Regina George I'm moving weight like I'm working on my core I feel like O-Dog when he walked in that store I got a chopper, let it sing like a chorus I'm the trapper of the year, I might go to Morgan Where you at, Goon? Pass me the .40 I was backdooring cuz I was down poorly I had to trap to buy my first pair of Jordans Ooh, it's raining, it's pouring I..I learn the recipe, you don't know my source Get a bop up, might hit if you torch 95, my grandfather in Lorton Forgive me for my sins, I pray to the Lord You a capping nigga, you ain't hop out the porch Real trap nigga, put a hole in a fool seal Spin a bin in U-Haul, I could probably put a horse in it Might slide in a coupe, beep the horn, put your daughter in In a real trap house, upstairs, no floor in it, yeah
[Hook] Hey now, don't reach for that stick Cheecho on the beat, I feel like the shit White plug keep calling me "Prick" Spin a bin, an Apple Watch on my fit BMW, riding round with a stick We know he don't trap, yeah, he finally admits I call up Kaydoo, we gon' slime for his brick Like, why you rapping in your lines that you spit? Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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