Lyrics:
(Broke broke)
All of that flexing you doing
That shit is nothing to us
I remember we was catching
The train nigga and catching The bus.
Now we go slap
some motherfucking shit happen, man
It's your boy Yung Joc, you know, Block Entertainment
And my motherfucking nigga Trae, asshole by nature
Ay, Trae
wrap, wrap, wrap, wrap it up
You slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap it up
You clean, clean, clean, clean, clean it up, clean it up
I brought
on beast mode
My niggas winning
Some blue doc and some weed smoke
My niggas winning
We still live by the G code niggas winning
My niggas winning my niggas
some motherfucking shit happen, man
It's your boy Yung Joc, you know, Block Entertainment
And my motherfucking nigga Trae, asshole by nature
Ay, Trae
some motherfucking shit happen, man
It's your boy Yung Joc, you know, Block Entertainment
And my motherfucking nigga Trae, asshole by nature
Ay, Trae
some motherfucking shit happen, man
It's your boy Yung Joc, you know, Block Entertainment
And my motherfucking nigga Trae, asshole by nature
Ay, Trae
me that burner
I'll slap you like what? Slap you like who?
Slap you like what? Slap you like who?
Slap you like Ike Turner
Pull up on the strip,
mouth, get something to talk about
'Cause a nigga'll slap your track out bitch, you know I'm saying
Hoe ass niggaz, trying to ride red niggaz know Ike
Thousand dollar shades on
My lil' homies boost 'em
Songs bump in Houston like Trae
Tha Truth produced 'em silverback nigga
I suggest you get used
motherfucker slap
Aye, aye, said this motherfucker slap
It's slappin
Said this motherfucker slap
What's happenin'?
Said this motherfucker slap
I got
Niggas ain't barrin' that shit, my nigga
Slap a punk bitch, slap a punk bitch!
Niggas ain't barrin' that shit, my nigga
Slap a punk bitch, slap
the left
I feel like I'm the last real nigga left, the left
It's like I'm on an island by myself, the left
Please don't make me slap you with the left,
and that, come on mayn
Get your shit together
For real see me in these streets nigga
Asshole By nature ha ha
You niggas be tripping me out mayn
That's what
know it really slaps
(Yeah it slaps)
Stop the cap.
Y’all niggas act like y’all really rap.
You niggas be bitchin, Cause y’all know that my music
on street shit, got it on a lock
Every time I'm going off, niggas done got it on the block
Never something that it's not, I only know of being Trae
shit still slap nigga no cap
And like that uh
I go back like four flats on a Cadillac
Everybody know my shit slap uh
Now I'm on the Gram getting bags
you can watch me patiently waiting
Aiming, attacking, instead I'ma let one of my bitches slap you
I invite you and your niggas to try and feel
Ooh, aye yeah, Thugger Thugger, yeah
Trae Tha Truth, yeah asshole by nature, yeah
Thugger, YSL shake the equator
Aye, I'm the same nigga go
To kick
First things first
Get a bag by putting in the work
First things first
Slap a nigga make sure that it hurts
First things first
Leave them mad while
on your chest nigga speak your mind
In your ass get it wrong, you gonna meet by nine, nah
I remember when that nigga D-roc?s mama used to be candy lady
long)
'Cause you don't want me to put my
I said you don't want me to put my slap hand on yo' dome
Bitch nigga, go long, get gone
If you ain't a real
this take that
I don’t cap on my rap
These niggas too sap
These niggas don’t slap
These niggas too sap
These niggas can’t rap
These niggas real crap
mind
In your ass get it wrong, you gonna meet by nine! (Now)
I remember when that nigga D-roc’s mama used to be candy lady
That nigga had to go come
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