Chase
TrapVanDamn
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Baby throw the pussy on me Got the chop yea its on me Set up shop for that money On the block niggas hungry Send a bag f*ck the police We trap it out for the money Ran up them commas came straight from the bottom and now we on top where its lonely Greenhouse we the army better yet the fucking navy Serve a nigga at the hardees want the bag you gotta pay me Ran it up niggas hungry you dont get guap cause you lazy Niggas still plotting on me we sending shots no chaser We sending shot no chaser Pull up let it pop no chasing Air the shit out and I'm skating Before a nigga not get paper Put the mask on top like jason Pull up to your house for the caper Dez niggas not my neighbors I had a felony way before i was celebrity Niggas hate how i came up my life isn't made up they cannot compare to me No love for these bitches if i wasn't rich then they wouldn't be there for me Now I'm on top I've been counting it up my hand gon need therapy Bitch talk foul thats a flagrant Tech like a ref im a blazer Selling that pack as a minor Imma run it back and its major Imma send a bag to your front door Imma whip it up like I carer She throw it back its amazing She f*ck it up for the paper Baby throw the pussy on me Got the chop yea its on me Set up shop for that money On the block niggas hungry Send a bag f*ck the police We trap it out for the money Ran up them commas came straight from the bottom and now we on top where its lonely Greenhouse we the army better yet the fucking navy Serve a nigga at the hardees want the bag you gotta pay me Ran it up niggas hungry you dont get guap cause you lazy Niggas still plotting on me we sending shots no chaser Xan and percecets they got me higher then The jetsons Teach you how to juug my nigga come and learn your lesson Ran it up without a plug i did without a question Still sending blessing dropping commas in the netspend All this money got me feeling myself Whip them babies imma give em the belt Want the ticket imma give you some help Wrap the brick and imma send it myself Getting fronted by the middle thats pitiful Got on the bus with the pack up in middle school Say that you had it but we dont remember you Go hit the trap when pockets on critical Making that fetti my fetish it's plentiful When i dont have it im miserable Cant look my son in the face with no decimals Know of my niggas feeling similar We mix them bags of that gas on the regular short a nigga for the principle Got shooters for you that wont hesitate I Hope you dont think you're invisible I aint come here for the fame nigga i just want that gwop You cant try my like a lame imma pull up let it pop Really playing a check, in my videos no props And I aint giving out no fronts, bitch i need that shit off top
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