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audiboyg5 - catch it lyrics

i smoke on that cookie and run up that cabbage, i flip that feddi just like acrobatics/i get that pack for the low i ain’t taxing, i break it down wit my team up in fractions/i got white b-tches just like t-to jackson, 30 on me stephen curry i’m splashing/coupe got 200 on the dash i’m smashing, rocking the latest designer my fashion/yea i’m in the game like john madden, yea mcm i got the racks in there, my sh-t so loud bruh the deaf can hear/bugs bunny diamonds got carrots yea, yo b-tch she calling me zaddy yea/she smelling my drip she want action yea, but i’m in the trap tryna catch it yea

i’m in the trap tryna catch it, so i’m in the trap wit the baggies yea yea/i just cashed out on a pallet my re-up look like a mattress, yea yea/coupe got like 700 horses, i drop the top then mashed it yea yea/look at my diamonds they dancing, paparazzi how they flashing yea yea/i pop a perc get and get jazzy, i’m floating higher aladdin/broke the vacuum sealer tryna sn-tch it, heard the n-ggas hate’n so i keep the ratchet/on the net he swear he getting bands really broke as f-ck & need to stop the acting/all these carats on my next and wrist i might hook ya b-tch like i’m roger rabbit/saint laurant over top of fendi i be styling dripping in expensive fabrics/nap sack got the gualla in it, that’s the blue benji’s imma throw the jacksons/use to hide it in my starter jacket now i’m kicking sh-t up in a mini mansion/when i was broke they won’t f-cking wit me, ain’t got time to kick it b-tch i’m tryna catch it/

i’m in the trap tryna catch it i make that pack do gymnastics wait i’m smoking on cookies from cali ay/givenchy kicks these ain’t the bally’s, peeled off in a coupe on them rally’s yea/yo b-tch begging me to grab it, balmains on came from paris/how you that broke and you not embarr-ssed, posting pics wit them straps boy quit flakking/drop that bag on yo head like a mallet, i got green on me just like a salad and that mf just keep on piling/god be blessing me he kno i’m honest, got the recipe like hooked on phonics/i’m so up b-tch i feel like a giant, on the muddy i feel like i’m flying/plug tossing packs matt ryan, say he get em cheaper boy ya lying/it’s a difference when u be supplying/once he buss the bag ain’t no denying, it’s that gas i’m telling you he buying/cross the continent i overnight em, i be in the fields like jerry bynum, posted in the trap i’m tryna find em/

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