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Take me back Reub, yeah, ski, yeah, ski, yeah, yeah
Bringing food to yo door, trap game to official
Knocking down heads, it's just me and my niggas
Kutthroat shit it get stamped with a pistol
Lost big cuz, then my heart went missing
Ever since then, I had my boots inna trenches
Pouring codeine, spilled a deuce on my linen
Stay up in the trap, it'll keep you out yo feelings
Another nigga bitch on my phone, reminiscing
Told my mama that I love her, hoping I don't get a sentence
Cut a hoe off if I catch her acting friendly
A hoe that I need, you ain seen her, me neither
Fell in at the club, gang, gang, on the speakers
At the DJ booth, all cash, no visas
Trap phone clicking, I just broke another meter
Stuck in my ways, I just hit another eater
Flocking with the flame, going hard in the paint
Young turnt nigga, I'll come and stop the bank
24-7, I'll serve her when you can't
Creeping in the morning, got her going where you ain't
Told her that you love her, I'll put her on a plane
Bussdown baby, still going Plain Jane
Peezy in my pants, got me walking with a waddle
Lit lil bitch, she just wanna hit the bottle
Bring her around the gang, she gone turn into a groupie
Plug back in town, finna make another movie
Rich niggas with me, everything on them
They told me sit back, just chill & come trim
I don't mean to brag, but baby, I'm him
Got my own phone clicking, I am not one of them
Tryna catch a body, don't you shoot above the rim
Leaning on the rock, shorty trying to slim down
Took another two, turn her frown back round
Sitting on my spot, then I'm coming outside
Head on a swivel, you'll die tryna to slide
Living by the Treys, throwing K's with the clan
Buy it off the block, why you playing in the sand
Money rule the world, it'll get her out her pants
Say she wanna trap, Imma teach her how to dance
Walking on beats, I can show you how to prance
Riding with the bags, so the grip on my mans
I was 15 with a bowl at the store
Say you got grams, Imma show you where to go
Bad bitches on me, I ain't never did a show
Seen my ex at the store, upped a roll on the bitch
Bossed up on her, probably couldn't get a kiss
My new bitch mad, I won't let her have my kids
Trap ain't dead, girl it is what it is
Can't come around if he ain't standing on the biz
28 grams, I was serving out of zips
Cuz with a fiend, probably talking about a script
1 onna 1, I'll get him with the hit
Everybody with me probably dying bout a brick
Everybody with me probably dying bout a brick
1 onna 1, I'll get him with the hit
Everybody with me probably dying bout a brick
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