Trae Young (feat. Dubz)
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I’m not a dummy but I’m a flunkie, it’s a difference, bae I’m a junkie, but I get that money, like do you get it, bae Smokin’ that wax, yeah, smokin’ that honey, I’m through the ceilin’, bae Even though I dropped out, about that business, bae F*ck math, bitch, you know I got that money counter F*ck English, bitch, you know that I can rap without it F*ck science, my faith in evil, I will never doubt ‘em History, do I need it? Shit, I highly doubt it I bought my bitch Chanel, expensive bag, expensive guns in it I know I’m goin’ to hell, but I get this bag, and I’m havin’ fun with it He tryna haul some ass, I gotta big mag, so ain’t no runnin’, nigga I’m tryna get this cash, and make it last, and become somethin’, nigga Me and you don’t think the same, boy, you could never stop my rain I be flowin’ on these tracks, boy, you could never stop my train Why the f*ck do he be talkin’ like he really got some fame Bitch, I’m young, and really ballin’, tryna pop out, like I’m Trae Baby, smile for me, let me see yo’ teefis I hope you know that this for fun, and, baby, I don’t need this You like the mane, baby, you need this, I see this, I ain’t the type of nigga you want to be with Niggas gotta make sure that the bag is plentiful After I get done with that, then, girl, I’ll let you know Know she envious, ‘cause these niggas is hella broke But I can’t flock for that, so, shorty, gotta let you go So, bitch, bye-bye Can’t flock for all these hoe ass niggas, got tired of the side eye Shorty thought I had a stain, I told you, bitch, “It’s tye-dye” She told me that she prayed to God to meet me, told her, “Not I” Haha, you got the wrong guy, at least I hope so ‘Cause honestly, I’m all good, g, me and this bitch a no go ‘Cause I can’t trust this type of bitch, she f*ck around, and call the popo Why you try to grab my phone, I told you, “That’s a no no” Yeah, bitch, and I won’t say it twice I got a trick that’s up my sleeve when I go roll the dice I got my phone on dnd, so please don’t notify Bad bitches do be lookin’ clean, but they got STIs Damn, it’s a double edged sword, ‘cause I like fuckin’ raw, like meat, when I be fuckin’ on these whores I be goin’ in all her holes, just like the shit that’s in her pores Every time I get the bag, bitch, I’ma take it overshores Damn, I meant to call it overseas Over there that pape’ I got, worth more than the gold that’s on my teeth Every time niggas see me out, they always wishin’ that they me I want a mil’ that’s in my name, I’m finna do my shit like Meek Yeah, then I’ma kick it to the street Bitch, hoeless you can check my phone, she know it’s dnd Baby tried to find anotha’, but it ain’t no man like me Shorty please don’t be a bother turnin’ over a new leaf Called you a damn leaf but it’s a metaphor Shawty super thick, that you would think that shawty was a stripper whore Shorty beggin’ for another chance, I’m lookin’ for a different door Bitch, you need to find another man this isn’t whatchu lookin’ for, yeah Yeah, this isn’t what you lookin This isn’t what you lookin for This isn’t what you Yeah
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