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abgrlilcory & trap dickey - 716 lyrics

[intro: trap d+ckey]
yeah (buddha)
(what’s going on, juko?)
trap

[chorus: trap d+ckey]
backstreets and real beef, that’s how i came up
slangin’ iron, the police on my trail, it’s time to change up
black trucks, hammer tucked, we pullin’ up in rangers
born and raised up in the streets, i fell in love with danger (yeah, yeah)

[verse 1: trap d+ckey]
okay, banana clips on all the choppers, hit the gas when the police stop us (boom)
hitter sins like straight up vodka (trap), we the type to leave ’em dead
n+ggas be tellin’ the sh+t we done, i’m thankin’ god i ain’t in the feds
me and my brother lockеd in forever, sellin’ burgеrs like kenan & kel (boom)
real trapper from carolina, n+ggas know i’ma beat the road
sold so many pounds, i might as well take a trip to the super bowl (trap)
i know k!llers who slidin’ for real, lost his mind and played with his nose
i know n+ggas who slidin’ for real, but he gon’ tell everything he know (boom)
i bring a ‘bow back to the trap, police pull up, i’ma hit the door (gang)
i came up from sellin’ qps, it’s crazy i get a truckload (boom)
sippin’ on qua’ ‘fore i met takeoff (trap), i keep a rocket on me (yeah)
i’m plugged in with all the streets (boom) like i got a socket on me

[verse 2: abgrlilcory]
i’m super turned up to the max, designer head to toe (yeah)
i’m gettin’ off, plug just sent another load (load), same day i got that sh+t off (yeah)
jewelry like a bag of ice, i’m hittin’ up, i don’t need no light
n+gga, i let my money talk, i went spent thirty on my t++th
get rich or die tryin’, stackin’ up my profit to the ceiling
bankroll full of dead people, franklin bustin’ out my pocket (yeah)
trap doin’ numbers, i got play lined up just like a drive+through
better go and get some money, n+gga, that’s what i advise you (yeah)
[chorus: trap d+ckey]
backstreets and real beef, that’s how i came up
slangin’ iron, the police on my trail, it’s time to change up
black trucks, hammer tucked, we pullin’ up in rangers
born and raised up in the streets, i fell in love with danger
backstreets and real beef, that’s how i came up
slangin’ iron, the police on my trail, it’s time to change up
black trucks, hammer tucked, we pullin’ up in rangers
born and raised up in the streets, i fell in love with danger (danger, danger)

- abgrlilcory trap dickey lyrics

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