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bk jay – red cups lyrics

[chorus: bk jay]
youngin trappin’ i was 14 made money moves for the 23s
red cup double up
sprite on rocke call it codeine
youngin trappin’ i was 14
made money moves for the 23s
red cup double up
sprite on rocke call it codeine

[verse 1: bk jay]
youngin trappin i was 14 started writing rhymes so i got in the booth
shot shot shot shot
momma crying she don’t know what the f-ck to do
younger son started chasing green
older son was chasing his degree
mother got locked up brother working 9-5 so lil bro could eat
lost my grandpa at the age of 3 got a cold heart so i don’t need a sweater
13 standing on the corner
selling rocks heart getting warmer
first body at a young age i was very much into the gunplay
n-gg-s hating politics debating
momma told me stick to paper chasin
forget these hoes i’m just tryna get it
money long i just wanna spend it
e.b.g every body gets it
red dot every body hittin
deep ball ain’t no body missing
born in the trap i was jumpin fences
ellz go shoot ain’t no missing
got a 40 to make sure that y’all listen
ice on my wrist watch it glisten
right jab i’m not missing
quick jab imma keep dissing
paper coming call me ace boogie
cops coming watch how i boogie
real n-gg- so don’t shoot me
rock designer only gucci

[verse 2: kingven]
white cup and it’s filled with lean
got a .40 on me and it got a beam
young n-gg- tryin chase a dream
now i’m in the stu doin better things
never change still with the team
and when i make it we gon all eat
promised mama imma make it to the top even if we don’t sleep
n-gg-s is talkin but not with my time
i’m stuck in the past where i committed crimes
if you f-ck with me i promise you will die
i’m gripping the strap and i won’t let it slide
these b-tches they played me like i was a dummy
now she hear my song and i’m all in her tummy
i took that b-tch heart so i bought her a bunnny
i boned her real good so she started walking funny
these crackers they tryin put me in the jammer
now when i run up i’m just blasting my hammer
my n-gg-s they do this they really some scammers
n-gg-s is jealous they envy my glamour
low in the trap imma run up my brakes
chillin with the gang and we all toting stakes
we stay with the heat so don’t try any tricks
just stay in the back i stay getting rich

[verse 3: childishuser]
(yuh yuh)
if you n-gg-s leave you not on my team
this sh-t for the gang and that’s to the death
you n-gg-s ain’t nothing you n-gg-s ain’t fresh
you talk about bullsh-t then you talking less
my n-gg-s roll up and we smoke up our stress
if he talking hot then slide me that tech
if you wanna know what i really be on
i write up my life up on every song
and first off just shout out my n-gg- duvon
we lost em so young
man that was my brother
been working all winter to heat up the summer
i wanna cop me a hummer
i wanna cop me a benz
i wanna pull up and make all these ms
i wanna f-ck on her friends
i wanna do all these things
and my n-gg- jay
he making a song
he left me a spot
f-ck all my exes and f-ck all you thots
we making that bread we sending out shots
and i’m with lil jay
and we do the most
i f-ck on yo b-tch and ion wanna boast
you n-gg-s ain’t getting that money like woah
you n-gg-s ain’t getting that money like no
and i get that money like i get that dough
you n-gg-s ain’t f-ckin i f-ck her then go
them n-gg-s they talking cuz i got the flow
they stealing my flow
that’s just how it goes
i got the sauce, you know i’m the boss don’t care what it cost
cuz i got it all
know that i ball
6’4 n-gg- you know that i’m tall
and im drinking backwoods cuz ion even smoke
n-gg-s they talk but i take as a joke
f-ck with that b-tch cuz she love to choke
in 2019, we making that green
money machines
money routines

- bk jay lyrics

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