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Trippidy Trap
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Like man's a real grinder
You don't make dough, no, bro
Stepped out all in designer
Bill up a bat
Yo bro, pass me the lighter
T on my hat
T for the trap
My niggas do trap
Trippidy trap, you're feelin' me?
She on my lap, she feelin' me
All on my dick, she feelin' me
Man, I blow smoke like a chimney, ay
I could not fuck with no enemy
She on my lap, she feelin' me
All on my dick, she feelin' me
Man, I blow smoke like a chimney, ayy
I could not fuck with no enemy
She onto me now, you fell in love
I call that bitch, and I rebound
Fuck that bitch, and I skeet out
Smoke my zoot, I blow weed clouds
This gusher's got me so lean now
So much loud, I don't see droughts (no way, no way)
I got so much loud, I don't see droughts
I need money, bands
Choppin' up, I got dusty hands
Don't like my life, see my life too bad
K, I trap, I got paper plans
I need money, bands
Choppin' up, I got dusty hands
Don't like my life, see my life too bad
K, I trap, I got paper plans
Like man's a real grinder
You don't make dough, no bro
Stepped out all in designer
Bill up a bat
Yo bro, pass me the lighter
T on my hat
T for the trap
My niggas do trap
Trippidy trap, you're feelin' me?
She on my lap, she feelin' me
All on my dick, she feelin' me
Man, I blow smoke like a chimney, ay
I could not fuck with no enemy
She on my lap, she feelin' me
All on my dick, she feelin' me
Man, I blow smoke like a chimney, ay
I could not fuck with no enemy
Like man's a real grinder
You don't make dough, you're a liar (no)
I dare man try thief my flow
Can't do it like me, so it's minor, ay
Ayy, pedal bike man do mile up
Or skrr out the whip burnt tyre
My mum thinks I'm out here smoking
But I'm really doing lyca to lyca, uh
This life that I live, so risky (ayy)
And I dare them man try pitch me
Cah-cah I know some man so bolo
Won't shank man, just get fisty, ayy
Pick up your fist and fist me
No, you could never do that (no way)
I need the revenue arc (okay)
Penthouse with a better view arc
Ayy, penthouse with a better view arc
Like I need a ten-ten, I need a peng-peng
Somebody bring me cupid, ay
I solved the problem rubix, ay
I get the Metro Boomin', like
I smoke the blem den two's it
Jump on the beat, it's boomin', like
I smoke the blem den, two's it
And she think it's love, I used it
Like man's a real grinder
You don't make dough, no, bro
Stepped out all in designer (ayy-ayy)
Bill up a bat
Yo bro, pass me the lighter
T on my hat
T for the trap
My niggas do trap
Trippidy trap, you're feelin' me?
She on my lap, she feelin' me
All on my dick, she feelin' me
Man, I blow smoke like a chimney, ay
I could not fuck with no enemy
She on my lap, she feelin' me
All on my dick, she feelin' me
Man, I blow smoke like a chimney, ay
I could not fuck with no enemy (enemy...)
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