Trap shit (feat. Flame Blazin)
AcmJuice
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I use to trap up at the corner store But no it won't the Texaco Whites grocery where u can find me If you looking hoe Aye look Aye Imma start this beat off with some trap shit(whoah whoah) 300 bales in my league that's a hat trick Flipping all these bows got me traveling the atlas Imma mix my drug money in with the back end(Yea yea) Imma star nigga imma legend I done sold so many P's nigga I can give a lesson Hear this shit that im preachin nigga I can be a reverend Plenty niggas I help feed imma straight up blessin Aye but look Give them P's and watch what I do Give me a target watch how I shoot She like how move she like my moves I pull up wit juice plus I got the juice We leave the club imma hit em in twos F*ck her made her friend my boo The Paul on me the gin on you Now im trynna find out what her friends gone do bitch I ain't here to play games I'm just catch my nut(catch me a nut) And don't be looking at her sideways Cuz she just my pluck We run it up You already know what's up I keep a glizzy It's tucked And if you run up on me u fucked Nigga that's just yo luck(he gone) You better act like you know We can get it in right after the show (let's do it) Aye I'm just f*ck yo hoe You can still get beat up by me and my bros Aye caught opp nigga in the club He was bouta get beat up right there on the flo But niggas so pussy We couldn't even get em He was already leaving the flo Aye Imma start this beat off with some trap shit(whoah whoah) 300 bales in my league that's a hat trick Flipping all these bows got me traveling the atlas Imma mix my drug money in with the back end(Yea yea) Imma star nigga imma legend I done sold so many P's nigga I can give a lesson Hear this shit that im preachin nigga I can be a reverend Plenty niggas I help feed imma straight up blessin Yea yea I use to trap up out the corner sto But no it's won't the Texaco Whites grocery where u could find me if U looking hoe Ran that money up since I was youngin I never looked back I still think about the times with my nigga jack Mane I know that nigga smiling hard looking down on me Cuz I'm out here rappin trynna get up out these city streets If rapped when he was living I know he would act fool Rest In Peace my nigga dawg I'll never forget u Aye Imma start this beat off with some trap shit 300 bales in my league that's a hat trick Flipping all these bows got me traveling the atlas Imma mix my drug money in with the back end Imma star nigga imma legend I done sold so many P's nigga I can give a lesson Hear this shit that im preachin nigga I can be a reverend Plenty niggas I help feed imma straight up blessing
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Written by: Dion Stephenson, Rashad Langley
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