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blade brown - intro (bags & boxes 3) lyrics

[intro: mykal million]
uh-huh
yeah, you know who it is
and you know what it is
bags and boxes 3
i mean blade…
we made that trilogy innit
not a lot of artists can get there
so with saying that
the trap game will be televised
imagine my life in scales
aye yo blade, let’s go…

[verse: blade brown]
if my scales could talk, they’ll say can i take the day off
cover me with booge, he ain’t even wiped the yay off
put me on an uneven surface, i do it way off
if it ain’t that 10/10 i just tell ’em stay off
where you been n-gga?
i’ve been buying birds
look after the trap line will be my dying words
where you been n-gga?
i’ve been buying birds
look after the trap line will be my dying words
look after the trap line will be my final statement
food is in the attic, .45 that’s in the bas-m-nt
just make sure you carry on
and if i die don’t cry for me n-gga, go put the bally on
yeah, this is trap life 101
your phone ain’t banging if they call you for a 1 on 1
send a right page i’ll make the runner come
it’s winter grind season, now the summer’s done
and all these new money n-ggas
n-ggas new money
you wouldn’t act like that if you knew money
yeah, nah these n-ggas, they don’t know money
f-ck a new money n-gga, i’m talking old money
these n-ggas acting crazy with their show money
i was in totty with b dubble getting that sho money
they say slow money, better than no money
but why they flash their little racks tryna show money
i’ve got investments, i’ve got businesses
five figures in a day, i’ve got witnesses
yeah we buy and sell
and we sell and buy
i cook it wet but i sell it dry
the realest n-gga, i’m a tell em why
i think your favourite rapper, he’s been telling lies
yeah, these rappers lie, and i’m a tell em twice
the trap revolution will be televised
yeah i’ve been through the highs and lows
where i cop the same colour in the highs and lows
got some trap money that i hide in gold
got a dope yard n-gga just to hide them o’s
and everybody knows that my tape is the truth
swear it sounds like a n-gga’s wearing flake in the booth
700 every time i’m lacing my boots
when i reload n-gga ain’t no sp-ce in the coupe

- blade brown lyrics

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