d flowers - food on da table lyrics
[chorus: d flowers]
trappin’, watch out for the neighbors
i put the food on the table
fifty shots sittin’ on the table
fifty bags sittin’ on the table
i told my n-ggas i’m able
i showed my n-ggas i’m capable
put that bag on your head like a table
we got them glocks with them lasers boys
[verse 1: d flowers]
so we trappin’, watch out for the neighbors
off with that b-tch on the table
she ride this d-ck like a horse ride the stable
i’m on that syrup like it’s maple
they tryna watch me like cable
so we gotta trap and watch out for the neighbors, yeah
i had to sleep in the vaco
i’m tryna go buy that house on the acres
i just dropped ten on a zabo
they finna put my lil bro on probation
i know you n-ggas be hatin’
don’t make me slide on your -ss like a skater
your b-tch on my tip like a waiter
she tryna l!ck on that d-ck, she been waitin’
i just cracked a card at the chase
this for my n-ggas that’s dodgin’ them cases
you know ’bout them chances we taking
most of them young n-ggas tryna make it
whoever play, we gon’ take it
i send the straps to your trap and they robbin’ you naked
i know them drug dealers first name basis
i talk to k!llers on a day to day basis, yeah, yeah
they been done robbed your grandma with a straight face
gotta eat, no plate
thirty-eight, no trace
no shed, no case
by the shed, servin’ shake and bake all day, hey hey
heard he on in the hood, junkies couldn’t see my old face
[chorus: d flowers]
trappin’, watch out for the neighbors
i put the food on the table
fifty shots sittin’ on the table
fifty bags sittin’ on the table
i told my n-ggas i’m able
i showed my n-ggas i’m capable
put that bag on your head like a table
we got them glocks with them lasers boys
[verse 2: yung ro]
you can’t finesse a finesser
i put that dope on the dresser
all these hundreds on camera
i’m startin’ to look like a scammer
i been f-ckin’ bae so good
she start to look like a dancer
i got that sack on me right now
i’m startin’ to look like i’m santa
bein’ broke made me humble, ran a bag up all summer
trap spot doin’ numbers, straight drop keep ’em comin’
fifty shots on the table, all of the bullets gon’ wake up the neighbors
i was broke, unstable, now they askin’ me for favors
i got the flavor, i got the recipe
the pot it go skrrt skrrt, it sound like a melody
he say he don’t like me, that sound like some jealousy
i’m laid up with a bad b-tch smokin’ this rapper weed
[interlude: d flowers]
trappin’, watch out for the neighbors
fifty shots sittin’ on the table
i told my n-ggas i’m able
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
[verse 3: d flowers]
we finna pull up and sh-t on the haters
your b-tch wanna do me a favor
i told the b-tch i can’t labor
but i told my n-ggas i’m able
trappin’, watch out for the gucci snakes
i put the food on the plate
i see the fake in your face
you want the steak off my plate when i’m sayin’ my grace
i been on some cool sh-t lately
i slide through the hood with a halo on
’cause most of my n-ggas on papers
my k!llers call me on a payphone
i might go get me a trap in your kid’s name
but that chopper my main dog
keep a chain on my neck like django
pull up to your block in a burberry raincoat
in a range rover, that b-tch fell down on a hangover
give me that syrup, now leggo my eggo
who got that sh-t by the caseload?
i made your b-tch catch the vapors
i flew that b-tch with my slippers on
she tried not to wake up the neighbors
know they think a n-gga never home
my n-ggas on go like diego
and they gon’ shoot when i say so
i told my brother ‘nem lay low
why you saw it is able
this for the places you can’t go
all of my n-ggas need help though
and it’s gon’ cost a n-gga ‘least fifty to get all the cases closed
[outro: d flowers]
trappin’, watch out for the neighbors
fifty shots sittin’ on the table
i told my n-ggas i’m able
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
trappin’, watch out for the neighbors
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