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cyko - alibi lyrics

[hook]
tell the judge we have the alibi
i was in the trap cooking when n-body came up missing now his body going cookies
trap sh-t, i had a kilo in the fridge, half a kilo on my wrist, i done trapped a double shift
talking trap sh-t, i was in the trap cooking when n-body came up missing now his body going cookies
trap sh-t, i had a kilo in the fridge, half a kilo on my wrist, i done trapped a double shift

[verse 1: moneybagg yo]
i’m a trap baby, i done put my hood on
if a n-gg- tell you different he been hating all along
if a n-gg- come up missing, probably dissed me on a song
i was really getting chickens and i moved them by the zones
mama pray for me, i know they aiming for me
try to rob i got a stick with your name on it
and i didn’t wanna hit the lick but n-gg-s fronted on me
i just left the jeweler, b-tch, i got a hundred on me
and for the record man i’m really with the drama
i just bulletproofed the whip like obama
ima spend my trap money from the summer
and i ain’t got to catch a body i got runners

[hook]

[verse 2: cyko]
yeah, had to get it how i live
had to hustle to pay bills
had to grind to get a mill on some trap sh-t
play with me and you’ll get k!lled
i’m just telling you how it is
man my young n-gg-s for real
don’t do no acting, remember back then, they was laughing
now my jewelry hit up hit up, look like cameras flashing
i get them in and i got them bills, come get you a pack
i make green like gr-ss and percocet pills disappear like magic
on the road doing shows i left the [?] with the uncle
he dished it out to his runners, now watch us soar up the summer
pull up in that thing, flex on them then i’m gone, uh
i just f-cked your b-tch, break her dome then disowned her
clientele blowing my phone up, i’m just trying to get money man
i just trying to get it and run it up, f-ck it up with my gang man
tell the feds f-ck them i know [?] get my [?] up
bread gang the clan b-tch and no you cannot sign up

[hook]

[verse 3: moneybagg yo]
had to kick my little n-gg-s out the booth
they were tripping, had the stick trying to shoot
and for my enemies, tell them i ain’t really worried
them jitterbugs with me, they just waiting for a murder
they jumping out the foreign’s like they jumping over hurdles
n-gg-s fifteen, copping burners f-ck a learner
my youngins just got a [?] trying to go and get our own
ask him could he move the weight ima front a couple pounds
trying to motivate the trap i got a hundred on me now
trying to motivate the shooters but they’re trying to shoot it out
i told them go and get some money they said how much for a body?
if a n-gg- get wrong ima give you the body

[hook]

- cyko lyrics

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