Intro
Trap Fuyoung
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I let that bitch take you to a place that you Wouldn't want to go ayy no way a double R I let that bitch take you to a place that you Wouldn't want to go These niggas act like hoes I couldn't be one of those Posted on that block forgot my clock but I still Got my pole For that money I trapped in the snow but I got that fire on me so it's not that cold I'm a pounds and scales keeper good clientele That can tell people If I up this judge is gonna see through it I'ma Need more than a new paralegal Good dope make a sneeze paprika posted in the Trap with my dawg's hyena Another nigga just died this evening him look you in the eyes and they lie I ain't seen Him Nigga just got a idea choo his ass up when they Found him they cant even ID him I poured me a six in a liter but she a real drinker So I went and got a tequila Nigga be fakin' with beefin' rapper's ass up in Tortilla this shit a fajita I f*ck on that bitch every morning and then go Repeat it just like the Pledge of Allegiance So I feel like Franklin Saint got the Benjamins on But this bitch finna sing like Aretha I'm callin' on God but he ain't call me back but I Needed somebody I prayed to The reaper I slap your ass out with the fire while your daddy Right there thought he told you don't Play with these people I ain't conceited I know you can see him why Compare it to me when you know we ain't Equal Everything that I did for this shit it was worth it I'm barely just scratchin' the surface For them times I was left in the bandit but I got Them bands now f*ck it desert me And I'm still in the streets and I'm still gettin' Dirty I'm older I'm drillin' and Servin' And my bitch bad as hell she know it already When I Told her it's good reassurance Nigga can't tell me shit bout the money I been Gettin' to it you niggas just learned it And blood from my top really standin' on Business he step on a nigga get sturdy Pushed out to the hood got him clutchin' his gun Round them wolves he nervous I speak for the set I keep one in the head and Then I'm probably a perky Keep the mask Jim Carey ' swear to the streets Shit gettin' too scary Told my mother she won't have to bury me I seen The future a moment of clarity Big money to spare shit in my blood hereditary I can't be outside with these pussies and rats that Nigga like Tom and Jerry Dawg need to handle some business he just need to blick not me I'm leavin' it with him Your doggy gon' bite you my doggy gon' kill that Gun powder didn't know the demon was in him Your feind getting to hittin at the crack house Over the dope there's a whole lot of pushers and Hitters My dog went to sleep with the blackout he on the Dope too I try not to hold it against him Look in your eyes and I know you a lie when you Look at yourself see a hoe in the Mirror I ain't trippin' on the bitch cause I know what it is She gon' hold it out just a little hoe in her system Surrounded by healers and vultures a whole lot Of killers the presence bring hoe out of niggas I can pay off the killers and show for it nigga get Flashy pose for the picture
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Written by: BRANDON BAHADORANI, CODY HICKS, SHANE DIEGO, TYLER GRIESE, TYLER PARRY
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