Trap N Roll
BrickyMontana
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Ah, King of the Tripping Road Bitch, I'm on a roll Put it on my chest, bitch Like I'm getting conned, bitch I don't do comments I'm soaking up the trash, bitch I'm hella fucked with traffic, bitch Pull up, run free, stay formatted F*ck with you, man, nigga I'm getting to it, make it disappear like magic So motherfucking tragic Jump out the car Shooting like a star Everybody running You know I'm dumping Got top sticks Call on shit, drumsticks Beating on the drum Pussy nigga better get to running Pussy nigga know I'm dumping Pussy nigga know I'm coming Pussy nigga, I got a week in the stomach Ha, nigga about to vomit Swear to God, bitch, jump out that car, girl And everybody f*ck your feelings Nigga, stop, I ain't got time For the fucking bullshit Probably get the money if you know where Get hit, put away that nigga with the shit Ha, ha, I ain't got time F*ck your feelings I swear to God, bitch, carry your children I swear to God, trap and roll Swear to God, never fucking fall, bitch I swear to God, trapping on foes Nigga, swear to God, turn them doors Swear to God, getting in that lawn Swear to God, swear to God, that shit, bitch I lose my fucking mind too quick, bitch You know I'm schizophrenic So I be on fucking skits Nigga, can't get it down Everybody on my fucking flow Bitch, get to the motherfucking door Don't you move, boy, I'll let that cannon blow Ha, bitch, I'm hot Like a fresh cup of fucking Joe Nigga, pussy, nigga, you a bitch Ass nigga, and you a hoe Ha, pussy nigga, bust a good-a-f*ck-a-way, no Nigga, playin' games like a ting-dong Nigga, I ain't got time, bitch Smokin' on drugs and shit, bitch That's that and no Ha, I ain't got time I ain't got time Pull up, break it out the fucking window Swear to God, bitch, I'm on, give me more Bitch, I've been wrong, bitch, I'm letting go Bitch, I'm on a roll, bitch, I'm on a roll Bitch, I'm on a roll, bitch, I'm on a roll Bitch, I'm trapping out, bitch, I'm trapping out Bitch, I'm getting in, bitch, I'm gonna go Stop what you mean, nigga, it's hard Pull up, break it out the window Bitch, take a f*ck, nigga, so I ain't got time, bitch, I get it in, get it gone Bitch, got the brand new lungs Pussy nigga, bitch, I put a hole to your brain, though Nigga, stop playing shooter, nigga Like a motherfucker, but say no Bitch, splat in his motherfucking face Pussy nigga, swear to God, I'll kick his fucking case I don't got time, bitch, no fucking chance No fucking evidence, body fucking race, nigga Oh, nigga, this ain't a race Niggas ain't never gonna be safe Better stop playing, stay dangerous Nigga, f*ck around, boy, that's on my wrist I don't got time, bitch, keep the hammer on me Nigga, stop playing, boy, one man on me F*ck you mean, bitch, keep a gun with me Cause niggas try to act like they slick Bitch, I'm really trapping, bitch And I'm out here rolling, bitch F*ck you around, f*ck a feeling Gun how your brain exploded Gun how your brain exploded
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