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nigga
Say it with your chest, my chest couldn't get bigger nigga
Couldn't say all that, so here is my post scripture

P.S. I'm over your ass
P.S. Heard

I'm in the mud where the bread at
They hating they know they can't out flex
I got more P's then your og
Show me a hundred you tryna lil bro me
I'm

Je m'en fou de tes formes ou p'être c'est pas le cas mais c'est ton coeur que je veux
Les femmes c'est mon point fort ou p'être c'est plus le cas

I come from the Trap (Trap)
I bagged up whole P's on my lap (Trap)
It's 4k for the P if you ain't bro you getting taxed (Trap)
If I said it in a rap

about that profit you know that I got it tell me what you need
Whoa kemo sabi I be dropping off them P's
This that eagle and lilmani play it have them

Isches Barzakh i dem Grind? Alte nei nei nei
Balagan i dem Grind? Alte nei nei nei
Es isch O zu dem P zu dem M
Es isch O zu dem P zu dem Gang Gang

got the P's and the yay
Niggas'll fake, they quick to switch, they turn to Kanye
Some simple shit turned gunplay, this only going out one way
Nigga, I'm

(Sphero)

Gotta mix these packs and potions
No P's 'til I put a SIM in a burner
I'm on the block like Werner, backroad lurker
Fully paid, bro,

on the M.I.C.
I.K.P., ain't no reason to deny me 

Real kings don't plae
Real queens don't plae
Skills on the M.I.C.
I.K.P., ain't no reason to deny me 

P

know it
It's kind of funny
It ain't secret
Tell everybody
So come on out and dance it out
And shout it with me
H a double p y
I'm feeling happy
H

Just keep it a G my nigga (Just keep it, just keep it, just keep it)
No C-A-P my nigga (Just keep it, Just keep it, Just keep it)
Just keep it a G my

We say R.I.P. to Steve biko
R.I.P. to Steve biko
I'm still with the movement, black Conciousness
There's no astonishment in the fact that we got no

You ain't gotta front to me
I can feel ya energy
I can see is in a tree
K i s s i n g
Lovin you across the globe forever til it's R. I. P
Girl this

Your girl goes down to the melody  
You do everything for the 
R-E-C-I-P-E 
R-E-C-I-P-E 
R-E-C-I-P-E 
R-E-C-I-P-E 
I’m in the studio cooking and cooking

Alzi Bussi
Alzi Bussi Yo
Alzi Bussi
Alzi Bussi
C'ho le Dual e la P9
C'ho le Dual e la P9
C'ho le Dual e la P9
Io ti scombo di primo turno yo
C'ho le

braw strap like me
I'm never stressing just p.l.a.n essing on them heauxs
Never stressing just p.l.a.n essing on them heauxs
Never stressing just p

Taking a leap sow and I reap
Gotta repeat yea yea
Planted my seed
Got on my P's give me the Q
Oh yea Christ in the mix
Gave me a fix look

an icy g
5 foot 3 what I like to see
Stack my cheese, the guys with me
Put in the work to multiply my P's
Man I love this bread but the way that I spend

Gang
Ima trapstar
Do my own thing yeah hold up in traffic got road rage
Do my own thing yeah hold up bitch im with the gang gang
T R A P S T A R
T R

an icy g
5 foot 3 what I like to see
Stack my cheese, the guys with me
Put in the work to multiply my P's
Man I love this bread but the way that I spend

They keep asking who I am like they don't know my name
Lyrics to hard to understand but this deep rooted pain
My name I with double p's and you can

P's got to move it off
Shit, Hit the road and back
They finna get tired of our ass
I'm gone drop a motherfucker hunnid on they ass (Go)
I just took

gon' pass cause I know she want  P's I'm super fly

Super fly when I step up on the scene
I got airforce 1's, young nigga lookin' clean
Knew you'd prolly

that shit
That conversation cheap
I'm with the shits don't get me wrong
Don't want no smoke from me
I stay niggas push them p's
And squeeze then triggers