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71 Flo

by Trabajarie & ShaniaOnTheBeat

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Dis a Trab money mission we goin get it Hop out wit extensions up the fye issa glizzy Rolling up gelato 44 im bout to touch the ceiling When i touchdown in the city imma tap in wit Zay Tiggy Still up on the nola i was running through them packs Just been catching hella plays feel like brady on the pats Niggas tryna ride the wave they see Trab wit the racks I've been stacking all the cake boi um Ruap wit the Stacx Nigga stop playing Nigga up the fye nigga what da hell you saying I'm having different color bitches just like dey was crayons Off white mink dis shit come in off white tan Rolling up gelato kno dat FN is a fan New balencis on my feet dey goin run me a couple bands Got dat perc 30 on my ass boi I'm high i cannot land Yellow rose gold diamond I'm havin different colors toucan sam Imma pour up all of dis activist cause dass just who I am Get switched bitch you just my mistress Use to be a lover boi was buying out the wishlist Big stick, walk down on em wit it Shoot shit, All black like I'm John Wick Do this, All my niggas ruthless Blue sip, faded like I'm Boosie Hollow tip, Check em wit the tooly Off da double cup it got me feeling moody Dis a Trab money mission we goin get it Hop out wit extensions up the fye issa glizzy Rolling up gelato 44 im bout to touch the ceiling When i touchdown in the city imma tap in wit Zay Tiggy Still up on the nola i was running through them packs Just been catching hella plays feel like brady on the pats Niggas tryna ride the wave they see Trab wit the racks I've been stacking all the cake boi um Ruap wit the Stacx Only fuck wit percocets u kno ion pop no xans Feel in love wit roxies finger fucking rubber bands Tell the truth im on bout 30 grams and ion kno where I am Take this perc and get to ride out Shawty said she wanna fuck wit me I told her slide out Came down from that exit 71 we bout to wild out Get a snatch from quiktrip den im bout to beat her back out Pussy niggas be capping boi my grandma start a traphouse Loading up prentdo Hop wit that glizzy on me yea it's an extendo Weon do no friendly shit We'll kill yo kinfolk Take off dis my last time Pourin up on dat drank getting dirty dis my last line Ian sparing no hoe no imma pass mine Dis a Trab money mission we goin get it Hop out wit extensions up the fye issa glizzy Rolling up gelato 44 im bout to touch the ceiling When i touchdown in the city imma tap in wit Zay Tiggy Still up on the nola i was running through them packs Just been catching hella plays feel like brady on the pats Niggas tryna ride the wave they see Trab wit the racks I've been stacking all the cake boi um Ruap wit the Stacx

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