Eight

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Big Trap Money


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Blizzy gang
Long live blizzy baby
Big trap
Yeah yeah
Lets go lets go
Uh
I'm with oc we smoke out the p
Put a price on that boy we put him in a sheet
Nigga robbed my lil cuz guess he mad bout that two three
You can get two for the three bitch I feel like i'm migo lee
Try to jump in this water you drowned in this sea
Bitch I came in this bitch with two sticks like i'm chinese
I got my own label bitch don't try to sign me
Shoot at the crowd niggas hitting the high knee
I be really outside how the f*ck they can't find me
Cuzzo got him a drac he don't f*ck with them ap's
I just hit me a lick I just came up with eight p's
In a free car spinning we got us like eight keys
Only three people but with all these irons we like eight deep
We don't shoot out the car we hop out on feet
Get up with my op know it's mission complete
Get up with my op do him dirty
Send him up he a birdy
If I go on that block ima drop like thirty
I'm the reason you niggas be worried
Put holes in your body no jersey
Give a f*ck bout the time we pop out off the early
He was lacking right there and get left on the curb
I don't f*ck with the rocks I be selling the urbs
I don't f*ck with these bitch ass niggas man these niggas be scared
Let my young nigga get him it's a price on his head
He be geeking he said he see all red
In the trap we got choppers and glocks with all legs
Got a beam on my glock put that bitch on your forehead
We be toting them glocks we ain't toting no sigs
When you shot your shit jammed cause you ain't have a glock clip
I keep getting the drop cause i'm fucking a op bitch
I be fucking her good got that bitch on some op shit bitch
Uh
I'm with oc we smoke out the p
Put a price on that boy we put him in a sheet
Nigga robbed my lil cuz guess he mad bout that two three
You can get two for the three bitch I feel like i'm migo lee
Try to jump in this water you drowned in this sea
Bitch I came in this bitch with two sticks like i'm chinese
I got my own label bitch don't try to sign me
Shoot at the crowd niggas hitting the high knee
I be really outside how the f*ck they can't find me
Cuzzo got him a drac he don't f*ck with them ap's
I just hit me a lick I just came up with eight p's
In a free car spinning we got us like eight keys
Only three people but with all these irons we like eight deep
We don't shoot out the car we hop out on feet
Get up with my op know it's mission complete
Big trap money i'm big homie
Know I keep that shit on me
I still thug it out all alone
I made a way on my own
Now they calling my phone
They ain't know me before I was on
Gotta watch how I move
I know they want me to lose
Know they really wann walk in my shoes
Wanna do what I do
The life that i'm living ain't cool
You would do better if your ass knew what you knew
In the trap serving one not the two
And it's blizzy gang baby we do it for cuz
Ima step on a op like a rug
We don't diss on the ops we go thru and we get it in blood
Make it rain with them choppers we started a flood
Really got this shit straight out the mud
F*ck these bitches ain't showing no love
I'm still in the trap with the roaches and water bugs
I been on my shit since a jit
The ops keep hiding they nicked
They know we gon come on their block with that fat shit
Put that smoke in the air nigga who wanna match it
How the f*ck that's your dawg and he be on that hot shit
I'm only with certified steppers
If you need you some work come to trap money records
You know for my brothers i'm stepping
I'm a demon by heart ima reverend
Long live blizzy man they took a legend
Uh
I'm with oc we smoke out the p
Put a price on that boy we put him in a sheet
Nigga robbed my lil cuz guess he mad bout that two three
You can get two for the three bitch I feel like i'm migo lee
Try to jump in this water you drowned in this sea
Bitch I came in this bitch with two sticks like i'm chinese
I got my own label bitch don't try to sign me
Shoot at the crowd niggas hitting the high knee
I be really outside how the f*ck they can't find me
Cuzzo got him a drac he don't f*ck with them ap's
I just hit me a lick I just came up with eight p's
In a free car spinning we got us like eight keys
Only three people but with all these irons we like eight deep
We don't shoot out the car we hop out on feet
Get up with my op know it's mission complete

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Written by: Deon Cavanaugh

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