Lyrics:
bizness
Reaching in his pocket, Gucci slap him with the pistol
Get your bitch ass down nigga, motherfucking move nigga
Hood rich!
Break up to your
believe I'm gonna make it regardless, what a nigga say
And ain't too many niggaz, that'll fuck around with the Trae
I'm one of a kind, I stay on the grind
real shit
Real life Trae haha, Asshole By Nature nigga
Listen, talk to em from the hood nigga
I know they hating on us
But the streets is anxious
They
Assholes By Nature, peep game
I remember comin up labeled the lil'nigga
Watchin niggas fuck over they own
But see I kept it realer
But bein real ain't
Mattafact fuck these lame ass niggas you know what I'm sayin
Yall niggas stay grinding
The bag gon come by default
Stay fly stay fresh
Aye Swole mattafact
under dey skin like a tattoo And if you ain't noticed by now Nigga I'm that dude
Motherfucker got the nerve say dey Gon slap who
Pussy nigga don't know
You know I plas-ter, the little bas-tard
And mastered the real way you slap the bitchest niggas backwards
Hah! Uh-oh, aiyyo, whenever Busta Rhymes
"K", that's for killa,
Nigga, for my scrilla. Musical guerilla sellin' records by the milla.
That's platinum, now nigga read my walls and lick my balls
around them hundreds, you know how much that is (tens)
Too much to give me cash, they had to wire me the back end (send it)
Niggas in here lookin' tough,
Lloyd, yeah you know what I'm on
Many girls are laid in my Styrofoam
And I'm in the H-Town, so don't play around
Or my nigga Trae tha Truth going to lay
not gon' hate on a nigga
Like, make it make sense, nigga
But, I stay by my business, you know
The fuck
Bad lil' hoe gon' eat me up fasho
Making money
gotta have beef with that nigga
(I gotta have beef with that nigga)
Want respect from the young life, then you gotta slap yeek for that nigga (slap
say it in every slap you know im dying bout my twin
223's and 556's nigga split a niggas shit
I'm home wrecking nigga fuck it made him split up with his
trip
She always slipping right
I’m always cutting it close
I’m trying to keep it tight
I’m only made to believe
Y’all niggas make believe
Y’all always
And this beat slap, nigga, like a backhand (whoa)
I know you wanna fuck a rapper, you a rap fan
How you just glo'd up like Pac-man? (Pac-man)
I get it,
blue over grey
I ain't been around much
But I swore my niggas on my mind
And I don't wanna' be by myself
And I don't know who to trust when
I hit
Slap that nigga he's a bitch, slap that hoe she's a bitch
It ain't nothing wrong, but y'all know me
I'm on my fuck the world, for no reason shit
it made sweeter
I'm fucking out in Sweden yeah I'm a sight see-er
I'm drinking squirt like it's some water nigga by the litre
Woah
And I treat my
to dick, and I ain't even gon say no name
I feel like I want to click, so now you gon feel my pain
I'm Trae, and I ain't bar nan nigga in this drama
(Get on your knees, nigga, get on your knees and pray)
Em, you claim you mother's a crackhead and Kim is a known slut
So what's Hailie gon' be
no reverse aint no pause
Sponsorship from wintergreen just by the way I floss
Animated niggas yall be actin like yall bart
You was lion king until you
Ayo this is no lie
Me and my niggas gettin' high
Yo if you look up in the sky
You might see us floating by
Ayo this is no lie
Me and my niggas
you all tired of digging holes
Tired of riding around and seeing all them bullet holes
Tired of good niggas getting snaked out by they bros
Tired
It with the trap
Niggas check a nigga resume I
Beat it up and stack
Now it's only time they see me
If I'm coming out the slap
Niggas call me what'chu
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